Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8492

Changping Village.

"Yes, what Qing'er said is reasonable," Da Sun echoed, "Mei'er, this Mrs. Hua Sheng is clearly here to provoke you, if you are really angry, you will be tricked, okay Don't be angry, I will send you a pair of pork liver soup later, if you are angry and sad, I will give you some pork liver to nourish your liver!"

Faced with everyone's concern, Yang Huamei felt much more comfortable.

"Mother, where is my father, and my fourth aunt?" Yang Ruoqing looked around, and finally noticed that the two people who were supposed to be here were not here at this moment.

Sun said: "Your father and your fourth aunt are at Mrs. Huasheng's side. She also fell into the water, so she has to go and resettle her. Otherwise, she will freeze to death in such a cold day!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly had an idea, "You take care of my aunt, and I'll go over there too."

"Ah? As long as they're here, what are you going to do?" Mrs. Sun was worried that Yang Ruoqing's short temper would get out of hand and beat Mrs. Huasheng later.

In the end, Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I'm going to stop my fourth aunt. I'm afraid that she will lose control of her temper and beat Mrs. Huasheng. I'm going to start a fight!"

"Qing'er, don't you mean you're going over there to get sidetracked?" Mrs. Da Sun said suddenly.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes flickered, and she asked Da Sun with a smile: "Auntie, you are asking this. The person who fought with Mrs. Hua Sheng was my aunt. Now my aunt is here warming up, and she can't even fight. Why should I sidestep the fight?" Woolen cloth?"

Da Sun waved his hand: "I'm just joking with you, hurry up!"

Before Yang Ruoqing left, she asked Yang Huamei again: "Auntie, do you have anything you want me to bring to Mrs. Huasheng?"

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth, "Tell her to wait for me, and I will settle accounts with her later!"

Old Yangtou heard this and shook his head again and again, "Okay, okay, what does it look like for a woman to fight like a man?"

"And Qing'er, what your aunt said was out of anger, don't really spread the word!"

Facing Old Yang's advice, Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Master, do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Old Yang was about to speak when Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "That's right, I'm exactly that kind of person!"

Then, she snapped her fingers with Yang Huamei: "I'll go there first, don't worry, aunt, I'll definitely bring you!"

Yang Huamei nodded, gnashing her teeth, as if she wanted to let Yang Ruoqing take her anger along with her, so that Mrs. Huasheng could feel the coercion.

Old Yang's face darkened, "Look, look, another one who is not afraid of big troubles when watching the excitement!"

However, Yang Ruoqing had already run away in a flash.

In the small courtyard of Yang Huasheng's house.

As usual, there was a circle of people who came to see the excitement in front of the yard. The noise coming from the yard was not the room where Mrs. Hua Sheng slept, but her kitchen.

It was afternoon, and everyone in the village had already had lunch, but smoke was bubbling from the chimney of Mrs. Huasheng's kitchen.

It seems that people are not wrapped up in the bed, but are warming up in the mouth of the stove.

Yang Ruoqing soon had the answer in her mind, pushed aside the other onlookers, and went straight into the courtyard to the kitchen.

At the door of the kitchen, Yang Huazhong, Chang Gen, and a few men from the old Yang family were all gathered around the door to discuss something.

Yang Ruoqing first came to them, greeted several of their elders, and then asked Yang Huazhong about the situation inside.

"Why don't you wrap it up on the bed?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong said: "There is not even a brazier in the room, not to mention that the bed was so wet after she came back to change clothes, I couldn't lie down, it would be better to be warmer in the mouth of the stove."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Father, what are you discussing with this person now?"

Yang Huazhong said: "We sent people to ask Wang Sheng to come over and show her, so as not to catch the cold. Besides, we are still discussing whether to send people to the county to call her son back to serve her."

Looking at her situation, it's probably impossible for her to live so quickly. The relatives and friends of the Yang family have gradually become estranged from her family after Yang Huasheng made two mistakes in a row.

Moreover, Mrs. Huasheng is not very good at being a person, and it is impossible for any enthusiastic people in the neighbors to come and take care of her. At this moment, it is Yang Huazhong and the others who temporarily called Mrs. Liu, Osmanthus and other women to come over to help, and wait until they are waiting. The meeting was over, and Mrs. Huasheng was left alone.

Hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Yang Ruoqing thought it was okay.

"Then send someone to the county to call her son back to take care of the illness. Anyway, it's the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, so I'm not afraid of delaying time." Yang Ruoqing said.

What's more, Yang Huasheng was arrested for stealing a while ago. In order to get Yang Huasheng out, the mother and son changed the seller's things and took them to the county to make connections. Her son went back and forth to the county and home several times.

Yang Huazhong had a look of embarrassment on his face.

"What's the matter again?" Yang Ruoqing asked in confusion.

This time, Chang Gen responded instead of Yang Huazhong: "We only know that her son works as a helper for a large family in the county, but we don't know which family he is in. Ask her, and she is too angry to say anything. Let her die, this is really a headache."

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth, who is she trying to blackmail with life and death?I think too highly of myself.

"If it were normal, we wouldn't care if she died or lived, but this time happened to be arguing with your aunt and falling into the water..."

Yang Huazhong pulled Yang Ruoqing aside, and expressed his concerns in a low voice.

"If she dies at this moment, others will poke your aunt's back, and it will not be good for the reputation of our old Yang family." He added.

After Yang Ruoqing thought about it, there was a little reason.

"That's easy. We have to stop her even if she wants to die at this moment. How about this, father, she won't tell us her son's detailed address, but we know where her own mother's home is, and send two people to lie down at her mother's house. Tell her natal brother and sister-in-law to come and serve her for a few days!"

"How happy are you in this twelfth lunar month!" Yang Huazhong shook his head directly, rejecting the proposal.

"What's more, after the incident that Yang Huasheng teamed up with an outside thief gang to steal ten miles and eight villages broke out, her natal family felt ashamed and stopped interacting with her a long time ago. A while ago, the mother and son ran to her natal family to raise money for Yang Huasheng. Borrowing money, but being kicked out by her natal family, how could her natal family be willing to come and serve her at this time? That's impossible!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Nothing is impossible in this world, money can turn ghosts around."

She flipped her wrist, and a silver ingot appeared directly in her palm, "With this, let alone her natal family, there are probably many people in our village rushing to serve her, so as long as we don't agree, she wants to die and throw the blame away." Neither my aunt nor our old Yang family can!"

……

Yang Huazhong went to arrange the matter in person, while Yang Ruoqing went into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Liu and Osmanthus surrounded Mrs. Huasheng and hid in the mouth of the stove. The fire in the stove was extremely hot, and all the firewood was filled with crackling fire. The flames shone on the women. face.

Mrs. Liu, Osmanthus fragrans and the others were illuminated redly, while Mrs. Hua Sheng's face was unusually pale under the light of the fire.

(End of this chapter)