Yang Ruoqing clasped her hands on her chest, smiled, and listened patiently to Yang Wenxuan's complaint before slowly speaking.
"Uncle Wenxuan, I think the environment here is very suitable for a scum like you."
She said with a smile, the expression on her face was harmless.
Yang Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, a little angry, but he suppressed his anger and looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Daughter Qing'er, why are you talking like this? Who is the scumbag?"
"Even if you, Yang Laosan, are here, you still have to call me big brother. You, a junior, must not be older or younger." He said.
Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips: "I am a person who respects the elderly and loves the young, but you are not a human being, you are a scumbag."
"A scumbag who will do whatever it takes to devour other people's property for money."
Yang Ruoqing said word by word, "You know what I'm saying, people are doing it, and God is watching. Look, this retribution has come, right? Hahaha..."
Yang Ruoqing's words made Yang Wenxuan, who had a guilty conscience, understand everything.
He also knew that Yang Ruoqing came here to ridicule.
Yang Wenxuan put on a flattering smile on his face and explained apologetically: "Good niece, you misunderstood, you really misunderstood..."
"How could you, Uncle Wenxuan, be like that?"
"Look at our Yang family, we have a big family and a big business. At the old man's birthday party, all the guests who came and went were either rich or noble."
"How could we possibly want to occupy the property of your poor relatives in the countryside? How much is it worth?"
Yang Wenxuan explained with all his strength.
Seeing that Yang Ruoqing did not refute, Yang Wenxuan then coaxed: "We asked your uncles to hand over them to facilitate the unified management of a big family."
"The so-called state has national laws, and families have family rules,"
"The money left in their hands is so much lifeless money, but in my hands, money begets money and profit begets profit."
"When the dividends are distributed at the end of the year, everyone will have enough to eat and drink. How great will it be! Don't you think so?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, casually flicked away a mosquito that landed on her shoulder, and then said to Yang Wenxuan:
"Uncle Wenxuan, you are as noisy as a mosquito, buzzing and buzzing."
"Do you really think that I am a three-year-old child, an ignorant country girl, and you are willing to let you fool me?" She asked with a half-smile, her eyes full of ridicule and ridicule.
Yang Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, with a suspicious look on his face.
"You can't write two characters "Yang" in one stroke. Your father and I are from the same family. If I suffer, your old Yang family won't be able to do anything good either!"
The false smile on his face disappeared and he sneered.
"Uncle Wenxuan, you are worrying too much about this." Yang Ruoqing said.
"You're in jail too, so I won't follow you around in circles." Yang Ruoqing said.
"In the past month, in order to collect evidence of your crime, I haven't had a day off. I've been running around so much that I'm exhausted."
"Finally, hard work pays off, no, it brought you here. Hahaha..."
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Wenxuan couldn't believe it at first.
"How is that possible, you, you damn girl..." He began to curse, his whole body shaking with anger.
A pair of hands stretched out from the fence, tried to grab Yang Ruoqing, and then tore her apart.
How could Yang Ruoqing's skills and reflexes allow Yang Wenxuan to succeed.
Taking a step back, Yang Wenxuan caught the opportunity.
"Uncle Wenxuan, it makes me so happy to see you like this."
"Come on, come on, catch me, hit me. I just like to see you trying to hit me but not being able to hit me."
"Are you crazy? Are you angry?"
"Hahaha, it's your fault that you are greedy for money. How dare you bring your ideas to our old Yang family and to my head, Yang Ruoqing?"
"That means you are looking for discomfort, you think your life is too comfortable, or you think your life is too long!"
Yang Ruoqing finished talking in one breath, and it was so satisfying to see Yang Wenxuan scratching the wall like a dog.
Yang Wenxuan was also dumbfounded, trembling with anger, but at the same time he also began to be afraid.
"What do you want?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Yang Ruoqing was playing with her fingernails and said casually: "What do you think?"
"You..." Yang Wenxuan rolled his eyes in anger.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Now that I tell you what I want, you will definitely still argue with me."
"What I don't like the most is arguing with others."
"Let you stay in this prison for a few days and reflect carefully, and then I will talk to you."
After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing stopped talking nonsense to Yang Wenxuan, turned around and left here without looking back.
When they came to the exit, the warden personally sent them out.
Yang Ruoqing came to visit the prison with the county warden's token, and she was so generous and bold. The warden guessed that Yang Ruoqing must be a noble person, and he did not dare to neglect him at all.
If Yang Ruoqing hadn't stopped her earlier, the warden would have personally accompanied her to visit the prison.
At this moment, Yang Ruoqing came out, and the warden quickly put down the wine cup and personally escorted Yang Ruoqing out of the prison.
"Master Warden, the new Mr. Yang Wenxuan here today has been very kind to my family in the past."
After Yang Ruoqing stood still, she said to the warden.
The warden smiled hurriedly and said: "Don't worry, girl, as long as Mr. Yang Wenxuan is here for a day, I will try my best to take care of him..."
The duty of the warden is to guard every prisoner sent here, and to investigate the crimes and so on. That is the county warden's business.
So when he heard Yang Ruoqing's words, his habitual thought was that Yang Ruoqing was protecting Yang Wenxuan, so he quickly expressed his stance.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and waved, and added: "The kindness of Mr. Yang Wenxuan was so great that it almost made my family bankrupt and ruined."
"So now that he is in jail, I must return the favor," she said.
Hearing this, the warden felt slightly embarrassed.
Is it because I made a mistake?
Yang Ruoqing glanced towards the entrance of the cell, and then said to the warden: "My uncle Wenxuan loves the excitement the most, and what he fears most is being alone."
"If he is too lonely, he might do something drastic. He might even hit his head against a wall and die."
"So, I would like to ask the warden to do me a favor and get a few more inmates to go to my uncle Wenxuan to keep him company. Is that possible?"
While speaking, Yang Ruoqing took out a piece of silver and handed it over.
The warden glanced at the ingot of silver and his heart moved.
But he didn't just say yes. He was struggling, hesitating, and even weighing.
Why?
Although this is a prison, he is the warden and this is his own territory.
However, if some things go too far, especially if the offender is a repeat offender, if things go wrong due to poor supervision, he will not be able to bear the consequences.
At this moment, the warden understood Yang Ruoqing's request.
It's nothing more than finding a few prisoners to go in and give them instructions to 'greet' Yang Wenxuan properly.
If something goes wrong...
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