Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 230 What is a good way (one more)

Hearing Old Yang's question, Yang Ruoqing smiled, looking confident.

"Isn't it just emptying out the pig food in its stomach? What's so difficult about it!"

Old Yang's eyes lit up immediately, "Fatty girl, tell me quickly, what's the best way?"

She shook her head.

Old Yang was surprised: "What's the matter?"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huaming, curled her lips and said, "You don't have to be suspicious when you hire someone, but you don't need to be suspicious when you hire someone. Fourth Uncle's sarcasm just made me feel uncomfortable!"

I was upset, so naturally I didn't want to say it.

Old Yang understood.

He turned his head and glared at Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming looked aggrieved, and argued with his neck: "Why is this involving me again? I like to talk or not..."

"Shut up, fourth!" Old Yang shouted at Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming shut up.

Old Yang turned around and smiled at Yang Ruoqing again, with a pleasant expression on his face.

He coaxed Yang Ruoqing: "Fat girl, you are a good granddaughter of the master, don't be as knowledgeable as your fourth uncle. Selling pigs is a big deal for our family, if you have any good ideas, please tell me!"

Yang Ruoqing was indifferent to these coaxing.

"Our family sells pigs?" She was surprised.

"This pig was indeed fed by my mother for more than half a year. Now that you are selling it, have you ever thought about giving it to my family?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

When the family was separated at the beginning, the three households of my own were left without leaving the house.

The pigs, cows, chickens and ducks that Sun worked hard to feed in the past.

Half of Tan's was given to the third room, not even eggs!

The only old hen was sent by Aunt Osmanthus!

The old hen eats one egg a day, and Mrs. Liu missed it.

Most of the credit for the big fat pig sold today is actually Sun's.

But Old Yang and the others promised a bowl of pig blood.

"So, what I said is wrong. It's your family's business to sell pigs. It's my duty to help you. It's my duty not to help you."

Yang Ruoqing corrected Old Yang's words.

The smile on Old Yangtou's face froze.

"Fat girl, if you can't write two Yang characters in one stroke, just say, what are you going to do to come up with this method?"

He bypassed the topic just now.

"The purpose of selling this pig is for your fifth uncle to get married."

"Your fifth uncle loves your siblings, you can't bear to watch your fifth uncle delay in marrying a wife and be single?" Old Yang asked.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes secretly.

Did the old guy see that their siblings were close to Fifth Uncle, so he brought Fifth Uncle out to play the family card?

"It's because of Uncle Fifth, I'm just meddling in this business." Yang Ruoqing didn't hide anything.

"However, one yard is worth one yard. This pig was raised by my mother. Now that you have sold it, why should you reward my mother with a few bites of meat?"

Asking for pork straight to the point, Lao Yang was stunned.

"Of course," Old Yang said immediately, "When your fourth uncle gets married, you all go to eat meat and drink, and everyone can eat meat!"

Yang Ruoqing sneered, "That doesn't count."

"Then what should we do?" Old Yang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Master, you can either send ten catties of meat over, or convert it into money. I haven't seen meat and money today, so I won't talk about this method!"

When Lao Yangtou heard this, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace!

"How can there be such a reason to add insult to injury? Fat girl, you are blackmailing..."

Old Yang trembled.

Yang Ruoqing fought back confidently: "My mother worked so hard to raise this pig. I didn't ask you for half of the money!"

"Fatty girl, you are so black-hearted, you are a robber!" Yang Huaming also cursed angrily.

He pointed at Yang Huazhou who was silent all the time, "Look at your fifth uncle, he really hurt you for nothing!"

Yang Ruoqing also glanced at Yang Huazhou, "One yard is worth one yard. In the future, I will lend money privately to my fifth uncle to get married. I will definitely get back the hard work of raising pigs today!"

"We won't sell this pig, fat girl, keep it in your rotten belly!"

Yang Huaming shook his hand and started to untie the rope.

Old Yang didn't stop him, it seemed that he agreed with Yang Huaming's actions.

I'd rather not sell it, and let Chen Tuhu accuse them of their inconsistency, than be extorted by the fat girl for nothing!

However, when the matter reached this point, it was not something they could stop just by calling a stop.

Yang Ruoqing laughed, and raised her voice, "Hey, if you, Master and Fourth Uncle, refuse to accept my help, then I have nothing to do."

"I don't have any advantages, I just like to tell the truth!"

"Later, Butcher Chen will come and ask why you don't sell it anymore? I'm afraid I don't know how to lie..."

The hands that untied the rope over there trembled.

Yang Huaming stared at Yang Ruoqing with red eyes: "Damn fat, what do you mean? You still want to shake out after cooperating?"

Yang Ruoqing shrugged and looked up at the sky.

"Damn girl, I'll shoot you to death!"

Yang Huaming rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit Yang Ruoqing, but before he could get to him, he was hit on the head with a stick.

But he saw Yang Huazhong sitting in a wheelchair, holding the crutch in his hand.

"In front of Lao Tzu, you dare to beat Lao Tzu's daughter? Fourth, are you tired of living?"

Yang Huazhong's face was livid.

The man heard these remarks just now clearly.

He regretted his enthusiasm a little bit now.

I have to push my daughter out to take care of this matter. I have a hot face, but I put someone else's cold ass on it!

"My daughter is right, that pig was raised by her mother."

Yang Huazhong glanced at all the people present, and said in a deep voice: "My fifth brother is married, so I will leave the words here, and I, the third brother, will give him two hundred Wen as wedding money!"

"But selling pigs, we have to have a part in our family, or I'm sorry for my little girl's six months of getting up early and being in the dark!"

The man slammed the crutches in his hand on the ground heavily.

Several holes were poked in the ground.

Shocked, Yang Huaming held his head and hid to the side in pain.

Yang Huazhou looked at Yang Huazhong with a full face.

The muscles on Lao Yang's face twitched violently a few times.

He looked at the father and daughter in front of him with a complicated expression, feeling a little bit stuck.

Then, Lao Yang waved his hand and said to Yang Huazhou: "Go and get ninety Wen from your mother, give it to your third brother and let them weigh ten catties of pork as a reward!"

"it is good!"

Yang Huazhou raised his foot to leave, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Fat girl, what else do you want?" Old Yang asked through gritted teeth.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Master, why don't you know how to settle accounts like my uncle? Pork in the tile market costs fifteen yuan. If you give us ninety yuan, it can only weigh six catties!"

Lao Yang threw his head backwards in anger, and almost spurted out a mouthful of stuffy blood!

This girl clearly said the most rascal things.

But the waist is straight, and the eyes are extremely clear.

Is this really a 12-year-old country girl?

Old Yang, who has lived for most of his life, feels more and more unable to see through this granddaughter!

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