Chapter 1187 Are you still like an elder? (1st update)
"Brother Zichuan, what exactly is Uncle Qing'er begging you for?" Old Yangtou couldn't help but ask.
Muzichuan smiled faintly and said: "It's not a big deal, he just wants to discuss it with me and make me agree to let Aunt Qing'er dig the canal."
"What? ”
“Huh?”
Everyone in the hall was stunned, thinking that there was something wrong with their ears.
Yang Ruoqing was the first to come to her senses. She glanced at Yang Huaan who looked frustrated over there, and asked Mu Zichuan again for confirmation.
"What are you talking about? Is this what my uncle has been pestering you with for most of the day?" she asked.
Mu Zichuan nodded.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell back on Yang Huaan again, looking up and down his plump figure.
"Uncle, uncle, I respect you as an elder and my father's elder brother, and I don't want to say anything to you in public."
"Do you think you still behave like an elder with your words and deeds?"
“When you were doing corvee work, you hid better than anyone else. It’s harmful.”
“Now we’re recruiting civilian laborers and paying them, and you’re more anxious than anyone else.”
“If you really care about the wages, go ahead and do it yourself. The son pushed his wife out to do the hard work. ”
"You are hiding at home, enjoying the fruits of your life, eating and drinking, and waiting to die. Are you still a man? Are you still a human being? Can you handle your fat body?"
Yang Ruoqing's words are accumulated in her heart. It’s been a long time.
I couldn't hold it in any longer and cursed out in one breath.
I also scolded Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and even Yang Yongjin.
Everyone stared at Yang Huaan with contempt.
Yang Huaan blushed, lowered his head, and sat there like a criminal awaiting trial.
Yang Ruoqing spoke again.
“Do you think this matter will be over if you put on such a show?”
“You really think you can hold the corner of my grandma’s clothes and eat for free at my house. It’s all for nothing, why don’t you contribute half of your efforts to the village?”
“I declare that from tomorrow on, you will dig the canal for me!”
When everyone saw Yang Ruoqing going crazy, everyone tacitly kept silent.
She is now the core of everyone, the spiritual leader and the person in charge.
I am usually a junior, smiling when I come in and out, and I treat others in a friendly manner.
But when it came time to actually deal with the matter, no one dared to provoke him with such courage and majesty.
Even Lao Yangtou, who was eager to protect his son, did not dare to refute even a word.
He only dared to blow his beard and stare at Yang Hua'an, and helped scold him: "Did you hear what Qing'er said?" Go dig the canal and get the wages..."
"No wages!"
Yang Ruoqing interrupted Yang Huaan unceremoniously.
Yang Huaan raised his head in shock and looked at Yang Ruoqing with some annoyance.
"Don't all the recruited laborers get paid? Why do I have to work for nothing?" he asked urgently.
Yang Ruoqing said with a cold face: "Who said it was all in vain? I will provide you with three meals a day."
"You are the head of the family, you and your second brother slowly , you serve as a corvee, and the second brother recruits civilian laborers, and I will give the wages to the second brother without leaving a penny!"
"No, I am his father, I have to keep the wages..." Yang Huaan was even more anxious! Yes, he said loudly.
On the side, Yang Yongjin snorted coldly.
"When you were doing corvee work, you hid behind your son and wife, and then jumped out to grab the wages after they were calculated. What a good job you did as a cheap dad!" Yang Yongjin said very dissatisfied.
"Jin boy, what are you talking about? Everyone in the world has a father and a mother, no matter what he does, he is still your father!" Old Yangtou immediately stopped Yang Yongjin.
Then, the old man glared at Yang Huaan again: "You are not allowed to yell any more. Anyway, the wages are calculated for your big house, and everyone gets the same!"
"On this matter, just listen to Qing'er. We will dig the canals tomorrow and don't say anything!" The matter was settled like this, and everyone dispersed to rest in order to accumulate strength for tomorrow's canal digging.
"Qing'er, please stay, I have something else to ask you."
Yang Ruoqing stood up to go back to the backyard, when Mu Zichuan suddenly called her from behind.
She turned around and looked at him: "Now?"
Mu Zichuan nodded, suddenly realizing that it seemed a little late.
"If you are sleepy, it doesn't matter tomorrow." He changed his words.
Yang Ruoqing smiled slightly and shook her head: "If it's something serious about water control, it doesn't matter in the middle of the night."
Mu Zichuan was also very happy after hearing this.
Qing'er is really a good girl who understands justice.
"Where shall we talk?" he asked again.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the main room, where Mrs. Sun was sweeping the floor with Xiaohua, cleaning the tea bowls that everyone had drank from.
So she said: "Then go to your room."
Hearing this, Mu Zichuan felt a hint of joy in his heart.
After the conversation is over, if the atmosphere is good and the timing is not bad, can we talk to her about something else to repair our relationship?
The idea of luck had just turned a corner when Yang Ruoqing suddenly disappeared from in front of her.
I saw her walking quickly towards the door of the hall, "Tangyaozi, wait a moment."
Luo Fengtang and Luo Blacksmith came together from the toilet in the backyard.
Before going to bed, the men all went to the toilet in the backyard to relieve themselves. On their way back to the guest room, they happened to pass by the door of the main room.
As soon as Yang Ruoqing shouted, Luo Fengtang quickly stopped and walked towards her.
"What's wrong Qing'er?" he asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Zichuan has come to discuss something serious with us."
"Oh? Okay, I'll tell my uncle to let him sleep first."
Luo Fengtang turned around and said hello to Blacksmith Luo.
Then returned to Yang Ruoqing, and the two came to Muzichuan together.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "There are many people and many ideas. Let's go, let's hurry up and talk about business."
Mu Zichuan sighed secretly in his heart.
He tried hard to suppress the disappointment in his heart and squeezed out a smile.
"Okay, go to my room and talk."
......
"Zichuan, what do you want to say? There are no outsiders here, just say it!"< br>
As soon as her butt touched the stool, Yang Ruoqing spoke first.
Mu Zichuan nodded.
After pondering for a while, he asked Yang Ruoqing: "As for the flood control strategy, I asked you last time. You said there were three strategies: lower, middle and upper."
"The one we choose now It's the middle strategy to control the water. As for the best strategy, I haven't had the time to ask you for advice," he said.
"The middle strategy is so good, I'm even more curious, how good is this best strategy?"
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing smiled.
"Haha, after sputtering out such a long list of clumsy words, why don't you just ask me what the best thing to do is!"
Yang Ruoqing said.
This scholar, it takes more effort to speak than the average person.
Mu Zichuan was teased by this, and Qingjun's face was slightly embarrassed.
Besides, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but said: "Zichuan also asked me what was in my heart. Qing'er, just tell me what the best strategy is. I want to hear it too."
(End of this chapter)