There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

"Where is Tang Bao going?"

As soon as Song Rutang walked out of the door, she bumped into Mrs. Zhang who was about to make some medicine.

Uncharacteristically, Mrs. Zhang took the initiative to say hello to her.

"I was just about to ask my mother about growing crops, but there are still some things I can't figure out."

Song Rutang saluted and found a reason to reply.

It is true that I want to find Yang Songlan, but the matter of growing food is incidental. Now I have to ask about the land deed.

Is it possible that no one noticed anything wrong when the family property was divided?
It's just that I can't tell Zhang Shiming about this matter. I can just talk about trivial details, but I don't want Zhang Shi to look serious:
"Are you discussing things under the back window of our house?"

Song Rutang recalled it and immediately became serious.

It seemed like there was a window hanging on the wall where I was standing.

"Just now we were discussing the sale of property under the window, third aunt, could it be..."

Song Rutang was shocked. She already had the answer, but she still looked at Mrs. Zhang, expecting her to give a negative answer.

Mrs. Zhang nodded:
"Your third uncle must have really heard it. When I came in, he fell under the window. When I asked him something, he hesitated. He looked at me and didn't notice, and I didn't expose him."

Song Rutang was startled and said in fear:

"Third aunt, then third uncle..."

"I don't see anything wrong with him, and he still knows how to lie to me. It's probably nothing, so don't worry, I'll be watching over him."

After Zhang got the answer, she felt confident and no longer worried.

She understood her husband. Even though he looked unreliable, he definitely wouldn't be troubled by this matter. She just gave him some time to figure it out on his own.

The purpose of asking this question is to make my mind clear, so as to avoid the possibility that I might get the wrong idea and end up causing some trouble.

"Go ahead and I'll make some medicine for your third uncle."

Mrs. Zhang waved her hand, ended the chat, and went to the woodshed with the medicine jar.

Song Rutang also went out.

When I arrived at the dyeing workshop, I saw that the business here was not very good and there were no people. Yang was directing people to move things out.

Seeing Song Rutang coming, Yang said hello:
"Tang Bao, come and see if there is anything else you need. Let's move it away secretly. We can't leave it to those people."

Song Rutang thought about these words several times before she understood what Yang Songlan was doing.

He smiled and pulled her over:

"Mom, don't be in a hurry to move things. Maybe there will be a turn for the better."

In front of everyone, Song Rutang didn't say anything about the change.

Yang Songlan didn't ask any more questions, knowing that she must have something to do when she came to him, so he took her to a quiet and deserted place and then said:

"What's wrong? What do you want to see me for?"

Song Rutang did not hesitate, went straight to the topic, and said seriously:

"Mom, when you split up, no one checked to see if the land deed was still there?"

Yang Songlan was stunned.

It's not that I forgot about it, it's just...

After hesitating for a while, he finally said it directly:
"Your second uncle seems to know about this too."

After thinking for a while, he frowned and said:

"At that time, your grandfather wanted to get the land deed, but your second uncle kept urging us to hurry up and just sign the paper. Only then did your grandfather give up. Otherwise, he would have discovered that the land deed was gone that day."

Yang Songlan thought for a while and came up with some details:

"When your second uncle left, he also went to your grandfather's room, saying he wanted to pay homage, but no one knows what he did." Did he get the land deed?

Song Rutang didn't want to think about the worst, but now she couldn't help but think about the situation. An idea suddenly came to her mind, and she remembered something again:
"Mom, how much silver did the second uncle take away?"

"5 million taels."

Now that it's a coincidence, I really can't believe it.

Yang Songlan also made Yang Mingda laugh angrily:

"Your second uncle sent a letter yesterday, saying that if we are short of silver, we should ask him to come back. This matter really has something to do with him."

Song Rutang also nodded.

Zhu alone would not be able to do it all, and Yang Mingda must have been involved in it.

I don’t know if he is the mastermind or an accomplice.

"He is provocative. I guess we will beg him for the 5 taels of silver. I didn't expect that his move would be so big. He had planned to trick us a long time ago."

Yang Songlan sneered, her face full of contempt, and her original respect for Yang Mingda was no longer the same.

Song Rutang shook his head:
"No, it's not like that. My daughter thinks it's more like her second aunt did it, and her second uncle played a supporting role.

But now that the second aunt is gone and the cousin is exiled, he uses the 5 taels of silver to disgust us. "

Song Rutang drew a few dividing lines on the ground with a tree branch and analyzed:
"Obviously, if my cousin stays with the Yang family, his future will be brighter. My second uncle values ​​my cousin so much that he will not let him end up in this situation. This matter is probably because something happened at my second aunt's family. I will try every means to get rid of it." The money is used to supplement the family.”

I just don’t know why Yang Mingda knowingly acquiesced to Zhu’s approach.

Sure enough, in the evening, when the family gathered together for dinner, news came.

"It is said that the second aunt's brother lost a lot of money gambling when he went to the capital with others, and also offended the noble man's son."

Yang Pinqin showed everyone the letters he found.

"The date is correct. It was delivered just a few days after we arrived in Anping County. Zhu's expression did not feel right during those days."

Mrs. Yang glanced at the date marked on the envelope, estimated the day it would be delivered, and nodded.

"No, we can't just let it go like this. I'll go back to Zhu's house and see if they really cheated on those coins. If that's the case, I have to demolish their house."

Yang Pinyan knocked on the table with anger on his face.

"There is no evidence to prove that they took the money. They will probably be driven back if they go. We can't start with them."

Mrs. Yang held the letter and read it again and again, and she found some clues.

"It is the handwriting of the Lin family. This letter has their unique spice smell."

"What if I accidentally contracted it?"

Yang Mingshu took it and smelled it, but still couldn't believe that these things could be such a coincidence.

"You can't do it falsely. Every time the Lin family declares war on us, they put this kind of spice on it."

Mrs. Yang sneered lightly.

It's like a kid's trick, but it makes people's brains explode.

Song Rutang didn't put any more effort into this matter. He accidentally glanced outside and stood up immediately:

"No, there's a leak in Third Uncle's room."

A group of people didn't believe it.

Even if there was a fire on a snowy day, wouldn't it be extinguished quickly?

But when everyone looked back, they all stood up.

I saw that Yang Mingli's house was already on fire, and it was burning so brightly that it turned the surrounding snow red. (End of chapter)