"Brother Dao, I'm curious. If the old boy really brings his niece here later, will you fulfill your promise and return the three taels of silver to him?"
Sister Hong hooked her arms around Brother Dao's neck, blinked her beautiful eyes and asked again.
Brother Dao grinned, revealing a pair of black teeth.
"Do you think it's possible?"
Sister Hong looked at Brother Dao, her red lips pursed, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
Pay back the money? Return the ball!
It would have been nice not to have killed that old boy!
…
Near the pier, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were walking here, looking for the familiar figure of Yang Huaming among the crowds on the pier.
The carriage stopped in front of the teahouse at the entrance of the pier, and Bao Suyun also stayed there waiting.
This was a decision made by Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang after discussion.
It is very likely that the fourth uncle is in trouble, so he cannot leave. If the two of them come to look for him, they will inevitably collide and rub against each other.
Bao Suyun, who was powerless, could only become a drag. Instead of doing this, it would be better to settle her in a safe place and wait for them to finish the matter before going over to meet her.
Because it was winter, the weather was very cold. Except for those who were sweating profusely from doing strenuous work, most of the pedestrians on the pier were wrapped tightly in hats and scarves.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also wore masks and scarves, with only their eyes exposed.
"Tangyaozi, should we take off our masks and scarves? I'm afraid my fourth uncle won't be able to see us later!"
Luo Fengtang shook his head: "No, fourth uncle will recognize us."
Yang Ruoqing was about to take off the mask on her face, but when she heard this, she had to put her hands down and said, "Okay, then I will take you to the restaurant where I saw Xiaojuan last time."
The two of them walked along the street, and then Yang Ruoqing stopped in front of a three-story restaurant.
"Is it this one?" Luo Fengtang looked at the three gilded words 'Baihua Lane' on the lintel of the restaurant, and then asked Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing put her fingers to her mouth habitually, her beautiful eyebrows exposed outside the mask frowned slightly, and doubts appeared in her eyes.
"Like, I'm not sure. Could it be that I changed my name?" She said to herself.
It has been almost a year since the last time I passed by here. At that time, Luo Baobao followed Zuo Junmo to Yangzhou to find her brother Dazhi.
Yang Ruoqing came here to pick her up. When she went back, she caught a glimpse of Xiaojuan entering a restaurant on the street.
"In my memory, the restaurant that Xiaojuan entered was three stories high. Looking at this street, this one is only three stories high, but its name shouldn't be called Baihua Lane." Yang Ruoqing told Luo Fengtang about her confusion again.
Luo Fengtang said: "It's not difficult. Just wait and I'll go find out."
He looked around, and instead of going over to inquire with the waiter at the door of the restaurant, he went to an old man setting up a stall diagonally opposite the restaurant to inquire.
Yang Ruoqing followed Luo Fengtang with her eyes and smiled knowingly when she saw him asking the old man to inquire.
If it were her, she would definitely go to the vendors next to the restaurant to inquire.
why? This is like the owner of a small store opened in front of the school. It is estimated that there is no one in the school who does not know the owner, from the principal to the teachers.
Even which teacher leads which class, what are the grades of each class in each class, and who are the 'influential figures' in each grade of the school, they are all probably within the information circle of this small shop owner.
It seemed that the old man was a little bit picky at first. As Luo Fengtang threw a few coins, the old man immediately started chatting and pointed towards the Baihua Lane Restaurant. The fire of gossip was burning in the turbid old eyes under the hat. , as if Liu was possessed.
Luo Fengtang probably got the information he wanted. He didn't have time to squat there and listen to the old man running the stall, so he threw a few coins to the old man to shut up. He got up and hurried back to Yang Ruoqing and asked about it. He told her what happened.
"...The old man has been setting up a stall in front of this restaurant for more than ten years. His words should still be credible. This is the restaurant you saw at the beginning, but the owner suddenly changed at the beginning of the year, and the name was also changed later. of."
"No wonder!" Yang Ruoqing said.
"Change the soup without changing the dressing, it's still a restaurant anyway." Yang Ruoqing added.
Luo Fengtang narrowed his eyes, "The old man also told me another thing."
"What's going on?"
"A dragon crossed the river came to the pier, and the various forces were divided into new ones."
"Oh?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and looked around. The novelty in her eyes only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared again.
If it were ten years ago, she would have been very interested in these things, but now, she has experienced much more and has seen through them all.
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves in front die on the beach.
Even the whole country changes hands, let alone a dock in this mere county?
No matter who is the top of the dock now, it has nothing to do with her and Luo Fengtang.
"The most likely reason for Fourth Uncle is that he was tripped up by Xiaojuan. He is the only woman in the world who can trip him up."
Yang Ruoqing added that she thought her fourth uncle was deceived into working as a coolie in a black stone quarry on the border of Wanghai County and Huguang County.
He even let him run back.
As a result, people from the stone quarry went to Changping Village to deal with him. They happened to meet Yang Ruoqing. In front of Yang Huaming, Yang Ruoqing personally cooked the chasing thug and buried him by a river beach outside the village where he could not remember the place for a long time. …
After that incident, fourth uncle Yang Huaming no longer dared to underestimate Yang Ruoqing, his niece.
Whether it was her abilities, methods, or her state of mind that was completely inconsistent with her age, Yang Huaming was completely horrified. From then on, he was willing to put aside his seniority and lower his body to become a follower by her side, running errands and doing things for her, so much so that he usually In dealing with all matters within Lao Yang's family, he changed his previous stance of opposing Yang Huazhong and instead cheered for Yang Huazhong...
Okay, let’s go too far. Anyway, Yang Ruoqing felt that the person holding her fourth uncle back was most likely Xiaojuan or another woman, who should have nothing to do with the new forces in the dock.
But she didn't know that people make mistakes and horses stumble, and this time her guess was wrong.
And the 'slap in the face' arrived quickly.
"Qing'er, Tangyazi!"
Suddenly a familiar voice shouted from behind. As soon as Yang Ruoqing turned around, she saw Yang Huaming running over from a small alley next to Baihua Lane. From a distance away, he could see the smile on his fourth uncle's face. I picked up a chrysanthemum, and the flesh on my cheeks trembled slightly as I ran, and I looked as excited as if I had picked up a gold ingot!
And when she saw that her fourth uncle's clothes were intact, there were no scars on his face, and his mental state was still so good, Yang Ruoqing's heart dropped.
"Fourth uncle!"
She also called out and hurried forward. The moment Yang Huaming came to her, he couldn't wait to say: "My eldest niece, have you purchased all the goods in your store? If you haven't purchased everything, don't buy it yet. Keep the money. Come on, Fourth Uncle has a good and profitable deal for you!"
