"Third sister-in-law, fifth sister-in-law, Qing'er, what do you think of this matter?" Ms. Liu asked Ms. Sun again.
Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly: "What can we think about this matter? Master Qing'er can ask for money to move his elder brother's grave, and he can make the decision."
Mrs. Liu stamped her feet anxiously: "Why do you mean he can just make the decision? The relocation of the grave is related to the fate of our entire old Yang family. If the grave is not good for us, what can we do? Besides, the eldest brother has His death was not in vain, he died of illness, and his grave should not have been moved, but this old man moved his grave based on two dreams of his own, which is ridiculous!"
"Besides, we have seen many people move their graves. How can anyone move a grave and bring so many chickens, ducks, and geese as offerings? I counted, there are thirty-three of each, plus one There are only hundreds of them, it’s so extravagant, so extravagant that I have to wonder what the real purpose of moving the grave is!”
"Fourth Aunt," Yang Ruoqing picked up the conversation, "If you feel weird, you can ask my grandma in person. There's no point in whispering to us. We don't care about grandma's affairs. I can’t control it.”
Ms. Liu didn't dare to ask him face to face. She wanted to win allies.
But unfortunately, Sanfang has decided to stay out of this matter. Regardless of whether Dafang is getting rich or otherwise, Sanfang will only rely on its own strength to support it.
Facts have proved that Da'an of the third room, as well as Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang who are related to the third room, are already noble enough.
This has nothing to do with the Luo family ancestral graves and the old Yang family ancestral graves. It is purely a personal effort.
Mrs. Liu's call received no response, so she had no choice but to go about her own business.
Halfway through the process, Mrs. Liu still couldn't control her gossip. She pushed the garlic in her hand to Bao Suyun beside her and stood up.
"No, I'm still worried. I have to go and see what's going on!" Mrs. Liu said, turning around and running out of the kitchen.
Bao Suyun smiled helplessly.
"Why is Fourth Sister-in-law so curious? Isn't it just to move the grave? It seems like there is some big conspiracy..."
"Fifth Aunt, you are really right, there is indeed a conspiracy." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Ah?" Bao Suyun was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Sun, and when she saw Mrs. Sun nodded slightly, Yang Ruoqing approached Bao Suyun and told her the matter in a few words.
"What? Such a good hole?" Bao Suyun opened his eyes wide in surprise. He was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.
Yang Ruoqing stepped back and continued to pick up vegetables with a calm face, "Well, if I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed it. However, this offering was made of poultry instead of livestock. Liu Dixian told my father to use it at that time. Pigs, cows and sheep, otherwise we won’t be able to feed that tiger.”
"Then why didn't your father listen to Liu Dixian? What would happen if the chickens, ducks and geese were replaced? Should we...should we remind him again?" Bao Suyun asked worriedly.
Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips: "Fifth Aunt, we went to remind you out of good intentions, but my grandparents obviously don't want our brothers to know the truth, so why don't we hurry up and remind them that they will see us? Instead, they would blame me for eavesdropping.”
Bao Suyun hesitated, and Sun nodded slightly, agreeing with Yang Ruoqing's words.
"Besides, since my grandma replaced the pigs, cows and sheep with chickens, ducks and geese, it means they don't plan to use pigs, cows and sheep. They have their own plans," Yang Ruoqing continued.
"Go and tell them. When the time comes, they will ask your fifth house to help replenish the pigs, cattle and sheep. Will you do it? Or not?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
This brought Bao Suyun to question.
"I won't go, I won't talk anymore, it won't mean anything if I say it, but it will make us more troublesome." Bao Suyun wanted to understand the mystery, and his face became a little cold.
Mrs. Sun came over and said to Bao Suyun: "I heard that Liu Dixian suggested that Qing'er's great-grandmother move there at first, so that she could protect the whole descendants of the old Yang family, but Qing'er's grandma refused. I only moved to Uncle Qing'er."
"Then this matter will become the boss's business, and we won't be able to deal with it," said Sun.
Bao Suyun nodded, "If Bamei and Liu'er knew about this, they would probably have something in their hearts, right?"
Yang Ruoqing sneered: "If you don't have any reason, you are either a saint or a fool. My master is obviously purposeful and is going specifically for my eldest cousin!"
"Let's not get into trouble. If Fourth Aunt asks, let her ask. My grandma will never tell her the truth even to death."
Moreover, Yang Ruoqing's curiosity was completely aroused, and she wanted to see if the Crouching Tiger's Lair mentioned by Liu Dixian was effective or not, and what kind of earth-shaking and immediate blessing it would bring to the big house!
When the sun was about to set in the afternoon, Yang Huazhong, Daan Xiaohua and the others returned from Xujiacun.
Xiaohua held a black bundle roll in her hand. Inside the bundle roll was a wooden box. Inside the wooden box was the skeleton of Little Peanut's mother.
Xiaohua wore a white flower on her bun, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. Daan followed Xiaohua closely, holding Feng'er in his arms.
Because Xiaohua's biological mother is not from Changping Village, she cannot pass through the village. She can only pass through the northern periphery, and then go directly to Mianniu Mountain...
After hearing the commotion, Yang Ruoqing and others also came out one after another, and then followed the team towards the mountain behind the village.
As soon as we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we met on a narrow road halfway up the road with another team moving tombs.
Yes, it was Old Yangtou and Master Jin and his party invited by Old Yangtou.
They had moved Yang Hua'an's bones to the new tomb. At this moment, the group of people had finished their work and were walking down the mountain talking and laughing.
The two teams met on the path at the foot of the mountain. The leader Yang Huazhong and Lao Yangtou and his son looked at each other. Yang Huazhong was stunned. He couldn't believe that the old man had hidden it from his sons and went to find someone in private. Things have been sorted out.
As for Old Yangtou, when he saw that Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, Yang Yongzhi and others were so busy working on the little peanut mother, the old man was very unhappy. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and he was about to reprimand Yang Huazhong.
Master Jin quickly came up and pulled Lao Yang's head aside.
"You go first." Master Jin and Yang Huazhong said here.
Yang Huazhong nodded, looked away from Lao Yangtou, and walked forward.
Seeing their team walking past, Old Yangtou was very angry and said to Master Jin: "Why are you dragging me? I was just about to give him a few words!"
Master Jin said: "Old Uncle Yang, didn't you see that they brought the dead with them? We living people have to make way for the dead. The dead are the most important. This is a rule and cannot be messed with!"
Old Yangtou was still angry and said: "Then the eldest son of my family is also deceased. Why doesn't the third son follow the eldest brother first?"
Master Jin smiled awkwardly. He was only responsible for collecting money and doing things, and didn't ask anything about other matters of Lao Yang's family.
"Come down the mountain, Old Uncle Yang, it's getting late." Master Jin said.
Old Yang nodded, turned his head and glared fiercely in the direction of Yang Huazhong and the others, and went down the mountain angrily.
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