Bao Suyun was obviously relieved.
"What happened to whose family?" Yang Huazhou asked immediately.
Jiang Guiling said: "It was uncle Huamao's house in Dafang that was stolen. I guess he stole a lot of things. Now Uncle Huamao and Aunt Huang came to the house of the third uncle and the third mother to talk about this matter. Aunt Huang I cried so heartbroken that she fainted twice while I stood there for a while. The third and fourth mothers were there feeding her brown sugar water."
When Bao Suyun heard this, he panicked again and quickly wiped his hands on the apron around his waist. Yang Huazhou said, "I have to take a look at this."
Yang Huazhou said: "I will go with you."
He then said to Jiang Guiling: "Guiling, don't go there tonight. Take care of the children at home and eat first. After eating, you two should have a rest early. Your mother and I will come back when we are done over there. You don't have to wait. Just take care of yourself and your baby!”
Jiang Guiling nodded quickly: "Okay, parents, don't worry, you don't have to worry about family matters."
Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun were about to leave when Jiang Guiling suddenly called out to Bao Suyun: "Mom, wait a minute."
Bao Suyun stood at the door of the kitchen and looked back at Jiang Guiling.
Jiang Guiling stepped forward and personally took off the oily apron from Bao Suyun's waist, then smiled and said, "Okay."
In the Luo family, Yang Ruoqing finished a bowl of lard steamed noodles, her stomach was so full that she had trouble even bending down to pick up something.
I thought that during this period of time, I had been having banquets one after another. Even if I ate at home in the evening, I still ate so well. I must have gained seven or eight pounds at least, otherwise my body would not feel so heavy.
It's time to make the decision to lose weight.
So... when do you start losing weight?
Well, let’s wait until the New Year is over. The New Year and the new look start with losing some fat.
Then when she was about to compete with Wang Cuilian for the job of cleaning pots and washing dishes, there was a sudden commotion in her parents' yard next door.
"What's going on? Why are you crying and shouting, like a quarrel?" Yang Ruoqing said in her heart.
"Qing'er, please go back and take a look!"
Wang Cuilian also heard it, and she looked panicked.
In comparison, Yang Ruoqing was fine, because she heard the voices of two outsiders in the commotion, like Aunt Huang and Uncle Huamao.
"Well, I'll go over and take a look."
Yang Ruoqing did not take the long way to the front yard gate, but climbed directly over the wall into the backyard of her parents' house, and then went straight to the main room.
When they arrived at the main room, Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun had just arrived, and the main room was brightly lit. Lao Yangtou, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huamao, Da'an, Sun, and Xiaohua were all there.
Mrs. Huang was being dragged by Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu and squeezed three people into a big fire barrel. Mrs. Huang cried until her eyes were swollen to walnuts. She was still wiping them with a handkerchief in her hand, and her nose was red from wiping. Yes, it's like having a big red cherry on top.
Mrs. Sun was sitting next to her, holding a handkerchief in her hand. It looked like her own clean handkerchief, ready to wipe Mr. Huang's tears and nose at any time.
Madam Liu was sitting on the other side of Madam Huang, holding onto Madam Huang's back solemnly, her face full of anger, as if she shared the same hatred with the enemy, and one hand was helping Madam Liu caress her heart. Angry.
Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong were asking Yang Huamao about something. When they saw Yang Ruoqing and the couple from Wufang coming in together, Old Yangtou looked directly past Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun, and finally fell on Yang Ruoqing.
"Qing'er came just in time, come over quickly and help us figure out who did this immoral thing!"
Old Yangtou not only nodded Yang Ruoqing's name, but also waved to her directly.
The eyes of everyone else in the room also fell on Yang Ruoqing, including Yang Huamao and Huang, who was crying out of breath.
Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking to herself that she was about to be entrusted with an important task again?
Is this because I ate too much at night and you want me to use my brain to consume energy?
"Uncle Huamao, Aunt Huang, what happened?" Yang Ruoqing came over and sat down on the stool next to her.
When Mrs. Sun saw this, she quickly said: "Qing'er, put your feet in the fire bucket."
Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "No, no, I just came over after dinner, my hands and feet are warm!"
Sun had no choice but to give up.
After Yang Ruoqing sat down, Yang Huamao said to Huang, "Stop crying now and tell Qing'er the whole story."
Huang was already controlling her tears and runny nose when Old Yangtou asked Yang Ruoqing to help figure it out.
When Yang Huamao said this, Huang had already sat up straight and said to Yang Ruoqing in a hoarse voice: "I hid six taels of silver in the pocket of a piece of clothing that I don't wear long and put it at the bottom of the wardrobe. . During dinner tonight, your Uncle Huamao told me to get some money and go to town together tomorrow morning to prepare some New Year goods."
"In the end, I went looking for money, and there was money everywhere. My pockets were all rummaged through! Not even a penny was left for me!"
"Six taels of silver, that's the New Year's goods. It's gone...it's all gone!"
Mrs. Huang was angry and angry. She wanted to finish talking about this matter calmly without crying, but before she finished speaking, tears started to fall from her eyes.
Six taels of silver to prepare New Year's goods?
Uncle Huamao's family seemed to be able to celebrate the New Year with only six hundred taels of silver in the past, but now they only need six hundred taels of silver to prepare New Year's goods. The family's conditions have really doubled several times!
Yang Ruoqing asked Huang again: "Aunt Huang, when did you hide the money?"
"Ten days ago."
"Then when was the last time you saw that money?"
Huang frowned and thought about it carefully, "Yesterday morning."
"Why are you so sure it was yesterday morning?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Huang said: "Yesterday morning, Lao Wu went over and asked us to go to the fifth room to help cook after noon. After Lao Wu left, I immediately went to look for old clothes for work. I even pinched the clothes where I hid money. Kou Dou, he was still there at that time!”
Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and put one leg on the other, thinking in her eyes.
"So, the money was either lost yesterday or today. In short, it was lost in these two days."
Mr. Huang nodded repeatedly, "That thief probably hasn't even had enough money to keep him warm!"
Mrs. Liu then said something that pierced Mr. Huang's heart: "If you can't get this back, sooner or later you will have to keep the money!"
Huang looked at Liu sadly, with tears in her eyes.
Old Yangtou said: "If you can't speak, just say less."
Mrs. Liu was very wronged, "Dad, I am trying to comfort her..."
Old Yangtou smiled bitterly: "Is there anyone who can comfort people like you?"
Mrs. Liu curled her lips, her face full of innocence.
Here, Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation and asked Mrs. Huang: "Aunt Huang, you came to my fifth uncle's house to help since yesterday afternoon. Do you have anyone left at home?"
Mrs. Huang said: "I helped your fifth uncle's house from yesterday afternoon to night, but your uncle Huamao was at home and didn't go out!"
"But this morning we both came to the fifth room to help, and there was no one left at home."
The home Huang mentioned refers to the three old houses where she and Yang Huamao lived.
Their sons got married, their daughters got married, and their sons separated and lived in separate families...
"By the way, Qing'er, I suddenly remembered something!" Yang Huamao, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.
