, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Two cents per trip, okay?"
A crisp voice suddenly broke in.
Mrs. Tan looked over and saw Yang Ruoqing walking over with a smile on her face, holding two copper coins between her fingers.
Two copper coins can buy Meier two thin-skinned and stuffed meat buns!
Tan stretched out his hand and wanted to pick it up, but suddenly thought of something and held back.
"Bah!" She spat in Yang Ruoqing's direction.
"You fat bastard, I wonder how much you can earn from this trip? You want to rent my oxcart for only two cents, so dream on!"
"How much does the girl want to let me rent?" Yang Ruoqing asked patiently.
I have to rush to deliver tofu today, and I can't afford to delay.
The upper limit is five cents. If it exceeds five cents, she will go to Uncle Daniu's house to borrow a wheelbarrow.
Over there, Mr. Tan sneered and waved his hand: "Our old Yang family is not short of that money. If we don't borrow it, we won't! Lao Wu, let go and I will drive the ox cart into the yard!"
"Mom, what are you doing? Qing'er is in a hurry to deliver the tofu and can't afford to delay!"
Yang Huazhou was so anxious that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was holding on to the handle of the wooden cart tightly.
Mrs. Tan was so angry that she stamped her feet: "I don't care, it's my bullock cart, and I don't like to use it for her!"
"Qingyaozi, come here and take this old cow to the cowshed!"
Mrs. Tan stretched her neck towards the main entrance and shouted at Yang Yongqing, the fourth boy of the eldest house who was looking at this.
Yang Yongqing wiped the snot from his mouth and ran over.
He took the reins handed over by Tan and dragged the old cow towards the backyard.
Here, Daan was anxious and was about to intercept Yang Yongqing, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.
"Don't go, let's take a look first and then talk."
Yang Ruoqing said softly.
Yang Yongqing is the uncle's fourth son, born in the same year as her and only a few months older.
Da'an can't beat Yang Yongqing.
Over there, Mrs. Tan sent Yang Yongqing to take the cow away. She freed her hands to break the handlebar with Yang Huazhou.
Yang Huazhou is a twenty-five-year-old adult man with a lot of strength.
Tan is an old lady in her fifties and approaching sixty.
In terms of strength, even one pair of hands can't match one of Yang Huazhou's fingers!
If you don't have enough strength, use some tricks.
Tan pinched and picked at it, and her nails were as sharp as knives.
Yang Huazhou was afraid of hurting the old lady and didn't dare to do anything serious.
After tearing it off, Yang Huazhou gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Hmph, try to compete with me, little bastard, you're still too young!"
Tan proudly glared at Yang Huazhou, as well as the siblings Sun and Yang Ruoqing.
He pushed up the wooden cart and pushed it behind Lao Yang's house with his little feet.
Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing helplessly and almost cried.
Yang Ruoqing also frowned.
Seeing that the sun was rising and she hadn't set off yet, Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth and was about to borrow a wheelbarrow from Uncle Daniu's house.
At this moment, Yang Huazhou suddenly took off his 70% new gown and threw it to the ground.
"I can't stand this marriage!"
Tan's feet paused and turned around.
"Bastard, what did you say? Say it again?"
"I said, I won't go to town, I won't see that girl, and I won't get married. I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life!"
"Bunny, you, you..."
Mrs. Tan was so angry that her hands and feet were trembling.
She abandoned the wooden cart and rushed over angrily. A pair of hands grabbed, hit, and twisted Yang Huazhou's chest and shoulders...
"You careless bastard, I gave you ten eggs and a pack of brown sugar as a gift to Matchmaker Zhou..."
"I can say a lot of good things, but my face is used as a stepping stone for others..."
"You pat your butt and won't take it away. My eggs, my brown sugar, my face...ah ha ha ha, God, please strike this beast to death with a thunderbolt!"
Mrs. Tan grabbed Yang Huazhou and cried until she died.
Yang Huazhou had a livid face and was nailed to the ground like a wooden stake, letting Tan beat and curse him.
"It's fine if I go to see you, mother, you have to leave the wooden cart! Otherwise, even if you put a knife on my neck, I won't go!"
Yang Huazhou said in a deep voice, with an unusually firm attitude.
…
On the way to Qingshui Town.
Yang Huazhou pushed a wooden cart with four barrels of tofu on it.
Yang Ruoqing and Da'an followed Yang Huazhou on the left and right, and the uncle and nephew walked with all their strength towards Qingshui Town, which was thirty miles away.
"Qing'er, Da'an, when you two are tired, just get in the car and Uncle Wu will push you!"
Yang Huazhou looked at the short legs of the two siblings beside him. The man's eyes were filled with guilt and distress.
Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Fifth Uncle, I'm driving empty-handed and I'm not tired at all!"
Daan also echoed: "I'm not tired either!"
Yang Huazhou knew that the children were being sensible, and the man felt even more guilty.
"It's useless for my fifth uncle. I agreed to let you ride in the bullock cart..."
"Fifth Uncle, you must never say that." Yang Ruoqing guided Yang Huazhou with a smile as she walked.
"If it hadn't been for your last ditch effort to win the wooden cart for us, we would still have to carry the bucket to town right now!"
Yang Huazhou nodded, knowing that this was Qing'er's words to persuade him.
He still felt shameless.
"Fifth Uncle, please don't show off your face. Today you are going to see your future Fifth Aunt. You are wearing a black face, or you will scare her!"
Yang Ruoqing joked.
Yang Huazhou's dark face turned slightly red.
"You little girl, you actually made fun of your uncle!"
"Hehe!" Yang Ruoqing smiled with her eyes narrowed.
Yang Huazhou sighed and laughed at himself: "I know your grandparents have put a lot of effort into this blind date for me. Look at the clothes I'm wearing. You borrowed them from your fourth uncle!"
No wonder... Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes.
Then Yang Huazhou continued: "Your uncle and I have a bad fate. Girls who know the truth from far and near are not willing to marry me. Even if we meet in the village, they don't dare to talk to me."
"I'm not sure if I'm going to see you today. It's just a formality. I can explain it to your grandparents when I go back!"
Yang Huazhou talked to himself, shaking his head and smiling bitterly from time to time.
Yang Ruoqing and Daan looked at each other.
Both siblings seemed to have figured it out.
Today, the fifth uncle came for a blind date. The words he said were very pessimistic and low self-esteem.
However, occasionally there would be a glimmer of light in his eyes.
This shows that in his heart, he is looking forward to this blind date.
When we reach the age of talking about marriage, everyone wants to be single as soon as possible!
Even those with special orientations are actively looking for their other half, right?
As human beings, the older they get, the more afraid they are of being alone.
"Fifth Uncle, don't say anything depressing." Yang Ruoqing encouraged Yang Huazhou.
"If you want to get a wife, you have to be bold, careful and thick-skinned."
"Girls are usually shy and reserved. You have to take the initiative and be positive."
"Even if it doesn't work this time, there will be another time, and the next time, there will always be a time when you will meet someone who is right with you!"
