Wanghai County, Qingshui Town.
Yang Ruoqing found an opportunity and invited Hongxiu to a hidden place to ask about things.
"Is there anything strange here these days?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Hongxiu thought for a while and said: "How should I put it? These two women are waiting for their husband-in-law to come over. For the time being, the two of them seem to have reached a reconciliation and no longer fight for jealousy. They probably want to divide Wuyou and me equally, and one will take the other." Give one to their husband-in-law!"
"Every time the two of them discuss these matters, they will light a stick of incense to stun us both. Other times, they are very kind to us, and take good care of us with good food and drink."
"It seems that they all want to win over us and use them as tools to fight for favor in the future!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded. Many times, the way women compete for favor is very childish and stupid.
It's like watching the TV series "Oranges Are Red" before. The lady can't give birth to children and is old and beautiful. In order to win back the heart of the master, she doesn't hesitate to find a young girl with facial features that is very similar to her to give to the master. .
Trying to drag the master back from the second wife, and also trying to use these young girls dedicated to the master to arouse the master's old feelings and memories of herself, in order to consolidate her family status and weight in the master's heart...
Indeed, this trick worked, and the girl really made the master interested.
And it is true that the master returns to his hometown more frequently than before.
However, Zhang San is Zhang San, and Li Si is Li Si. No matter how similar they look, Zhang San cannot replace Li Si.
"Then have you seen the husband they talked about?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Hong Xiu shook his head: "I didn't see the real person, but I heard that the husband sent someone to the town to contact them. It seems to be to deal with the last fire incident and the situation of the four men who appeared out of thin air."
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It is impossible to find out the circumstances of the disappearance of my subordinates. They were buried long ago."
Buried deep in Changping Village.
"Hongxiu, I came here today to ask you, do you recognize my cousin Yang Yongxian?"
"do not know."
Yang Ruoqing thought about it carefully and said, "Well, when you and I returned to the village, my cousin seemed to have already identified the old Yang family. You must have never met each other."
"Why did Sister Qing'er suddenly ask this? Did you discover something?" Hongxiu also asked.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's possible that the person sent by my husband to contact Chu Xiuping and the others is none other than my cousin Yang Yongxian!"
Hearing this, Hong Xiu showed some surprise.
"Sister Qing'er, if that's the case, then Wuyou must withdraw, otherwise it won't be a big deal if the secret is exposed. I'm worried that she will be in danger!"
Why didn't Yang Ruoqing think this way?
Yang Yongxian didn’t recognize Hongxiu, but Yang Yongxian recognized Luo Baobao!
Even though it has been nearly three years since Yang Yongqing rebelled against Changping Village, Luo Baobao has also grown from a thirteen-year-old girl to a sixteen-year-old girl in those three years.
But three years can't make much difference in her facial features!
So as long as Yang Yongxian sees it, Yang Yongxian will definitely be able to recognize Baby Luo. If that happens, the daughter will be in danger.
Yang Ruoqing would crush anyone who might pose a safety hazard to his daughter.
"Hongxiu, go tell the baby and ask her to withdraw first." Yang Ruoqing said.
Hongxiu nodded.
After leaving here, Yang Ruoqing went to Baozhang's house.
On the other side, brothers Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong also followed the address provided by Hongmei and found the 'Yelai Inn' in Qingshui Town.
Yuelai Inn is located in the west of the town, with a large forest behind it.
A long time ago, the economic and cultural center of the town was on the west side. Later, some changes occurred and the economic and cultural center moved to the south.
As a result, the Yuelai Inn area gradually became neglected. Usually, those who came to Qingshui Town to visit and be guests would choose to stay at the inn in the center of the town. It was more convenient to buy and sell things there and there were many shops of all kinds.
And if it's a caravan, or one with a lot of things and people, it's not very convenient to go to the inn in the center of the town, and it's not convenient because there are so many people.
Therefore, caravans usually choose to come to Yuelai Inn in the western suburbs.
Yang Yongxian and the others happened to be staying at Yuelai Inn.
At this moment, in the Tianzihao guest room of Yuelai Inn, there was an Eight Immortals table. Yang Yongxian sat on one side, Lao Yangtou sat opposite him, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming sat together, and Yang Yongzhi sat alone on the other side.
One of Yang Yongxian's followers came over and made tea for everyone.
During the process of making tea, no one in the room made a sound, and several pairs of eyes followed the hands making tea.
It was not until the entourage finished making tea, exited the room, and closed the door behind him that Old Yangtou couldn't wait to speak out.
He looked at Yang Yongxian with a heartbroken look on his face: "Grandson, I'm here just to ask you a question!"
"In your heart, do you still have our old Yang family? Do you still have me and your grandma?"
"Have you ever cared about the love that your grandma and I have raised you over the years?"
Yang Yongxian had a calm expression on his face, and waited patiently for Old Yangtou to finish speaking, and then he smiled faintly.
"Master, you are asking this, and I have not lost my memory. How could I not remember this?"
"Moreover, no matter when and where, you and my grandma will always be my ancestors. Without you, there would be no dad, and no me!"
A glimmer of light flashed across Lao Yangtou's eyes, and he raised his hand and patted the table, "Okay, since you remember everything, do you still remember that when you were a child, your aunt loved you and gave you snacks without being given to anyone? "
Yang Yongxian immediately became happy when he mentioned this.
"Master, have you forgotten something?"
"Um?"
"Master, I am the eldest grandson, and my aunt is your youngest daughter, but I, the eldest grandson, am one or two years older than my aunt! Why does my aunt love me? Huh?"
After a few words, Lao Yangtou was immediately told that he was dumb.
Lao Yangtou was busy organizing words to sensationalize, but he ignored the age relationship between Yang Huamei and Yang Yongxian!
Yes, although Mei'er is the aunt and Yongxian is the nephew, the nephew is two or three years younger than the aunt!
Awkward!
"Yongxian, don't just look for loopholes in your father's words!" Yang Huaming knocked on the table, interrupting Yang Yongxian's words.
"Let me ask you, do you still think you are a member of Lao Yang's family? If you still care about some family ties, put Dabai back. Don't let your aunt worry!"
Yang Yongxian seemed to have heard a huge joke, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled weirdly.
"Fourth Uncle, don't you feel guilty for asking me what I said?"
"I feel guilty? What have I done to feel guilty? Do I need to feel guilty?"
Yang Yongxian shook his head, "I was expelled from the Yang family. Now, you come here to talk to me about the old Yang family's affairs? Can you stand it?"
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