“I told your fourth uncle and fifth uncle, not to mention anything else, just that your second brother and their family need to rent a house in town.”

“Two ounces of silver? That’s a year’s rent!”

“In the end, there was nothing to be done. Your grandpa had nothing left to say. So he brought me along and went to find your uncle, determined to get back two taels of silver.” He said.

After hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Yang Ruohui, although she wasn't there in person, could still imagine how Yang Huan was struggling at that time...

“So the two taels of silver are now in Da Ma’s hands, right?” Yang Ruqing continued to ask.

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Yang Huazhong nodded: "Well, yes, your grandmother's meaning is to wait until we go back to the town and give it to Yongjin and the others."

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Yang Ruqing smiled: "Grandma is still a sensible person."

Yang Huazhong sighed, "It's all because of Yongzhi. Your grandfather is so angry that he hasn't eaten much these two meals."

Yang Ruqing twitched the corner of her mouth: "This is probably just the beginning. There's one more thing, Grandpa is probably even angrier about."

“What’s the matter?” Yang Huazhong asked nervously.

Sun also put down her chopsticks, looking at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruqing then informed Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi about Yang Rulan's plan to become a concubine for Song and go to Dali.

Hearing this, Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun were stunned.

"Are you ready for the message?" asked Mrs. Sun.

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Yang Huazhong said, “You ask me this, your daughter’s news, when has it ever been unreliable?”

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Mrs. Sun's face kept changing colors: "How could Lan be like this? Why would she give up a good life to become someone else's concubine?"

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"To go that far away? You're purposely abandoning Changping Village, and your own family, aren't you?"

Your second uncle must be heartbroken, and your second mother, knowing this from heaven, must also be worried!

Sun repeatedly exclaimed, her face full of astonishment and worry.

Yang Huazhong's face was also very ugly.

This niece, although he has a very bad impression of her.

But after all, she is her own brother's daughter, her own flesh and blood niece.

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My niece is marrying far away in the distant Liao dynasty. In my lifetime, I'm afraid there will be few chances to see her again.

Thinking about this, the man felt a pang of sadness.

“If I were to become a legitimate wife, marrying into a wealthy and respectable family, at least we wouldn’t feel so much pain.” The man said in a low voice.

"To travel so far and end up as someone's concubine."

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"To be a concubine means to serve people. You have to look at the mistress's face for everything you do. If you don't do well, you'll either be beaten or scolded. It's not a good thing at all!"

"Lan, how can you be so stupid!"

"No, I have to go into the village now. Second brother is probably still in the dark, I need to hurry and stop him!"

Having said that, Yang Huazhong suddenly stood up and dashed toward the entrance of the main hall.

Yang Ruqing and Mrs. Sun also immediately stood up.

“Qing'er’s father, you haven’t finished your meal yet!” Sun shi shouted loudly.

Yang Huazhong waved his hand and said without looking back, "I have no appetite. You sleep first, don't wait for me!"

Here, Yang Ruqing comforted Mrs. Sun: "Mother, don't worry, I'll go to the old house with my father. If Tang Ya comes to pick me up later, just tell him I went to the old house."

After she finished talking with Mrs. Sun, Yang Ruqing quickly chased out of the main hall and went to find Yang Huazhong.

The father and daughter hurried to the front of Lao Yang's house, just about to go in, when suddenly something was thrown out from inside.

It wasn't Yang Ruohua's quick eyes and nimble hands that swiftly pulled Yang Huazhong aside, otherwise he would have been hit square in the face by whatever was thrown out.

"What is that?" Yang Huazhong was taken aback.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the thing on the ground. It was a bundle of pastries tied together.

The pastries splattered out and were scattered all over the floor.

Immediately, Yang Hualin's roar echoed through the main hall.

"You unfilial daughter, have you gone mad or been smashed by the door?"

"I and your mother pampered you, held you in the palm of our hands, loved you to death, and this is how you repay us?"

“To be a concubine for someone else, and even go to the Great Liao? How could you be so vile?” Yang Huilin asked in a trembling voice.

Immediately, the sound of Yang Ruolan's crying and pleading came through.

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“To be his concubine, that would be enjoying wealth and honor, countless times more glorious than marrying the legitimate son of the Liu family in town..."

"Pass gas!"

Lao Yang's roar cut off Yang Ruolan's words.

You little wretch, you only know how to enjoy yourself and be vain!

"Your mother's body is still cold, your younger brother is not yet an adult, and you are enjoying yourself without caring about your father and brother's lives?" Old Yang head asked fiercely.

At this point, Yang Huazhong and his daughter Yang Ruoqing had already finished their respects in the main hall.

Yang Ruqing immediately saw that everyone was standing at the door of Yang Hualin's house in Room Two.

A bundle of snacks thrown out is only a portion of them.

At Yang Hualin's feet, there was still a pile of trampled pastries.

In the distance, some pastries floated in the ceiling, along with wine jars tied with red silk ribbons, and two fish were also floating.

It was estimated that Song brought gifts over to pay respects to Yang Hualin that night.

That day after Song left, Yang Hualin threw away all the gifts and continued to scold Yang Ruolan.

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Look, Old Yang is still lecturing now!

"What do you mean by 'let them live or die'? I married to Sun Ritian, and Sun Ritian won't feel wronged by the two of them?"

Yang Ruolan cried and shouted.

Old Yang fumed, "You're a person, not an object to be sold!"

"Look back for someone from a decent family here. Even if you have to ride in a cart, you'll be treated as a legitimate wife and have some backbone..."

"No!"

Yang Rulan's cry suddenly became sharp and piercing.

"No!"

I would rather sit in a carriage and cry than sit in a cart and laugh!

“I am going to marry that pine tree…”

"That's not marriage, you're becoming a concubine, a second wife, a toy!" Old Yang also roared, unafraid of being heard by the neighbors.

The sound was so loud, it shook the roof.

...also stunned Yang Ruolan.

“I don't care, I've made up my mind like I've eaten a weight-measuring stone. None of you can control me anymore!”

"Bang!"

Old Yang slapped Yang Ruolan hard across the face.

She knocked Yang Rulan to the ground, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

>Old Yang was about to scold again, but suddenly, Liu shi pointed at the blood under Yang Ruolan's skirt and shrieked: "Oh, Ruolan, why is there blood under your skirt? Something terrible has happened!"

At this point, Old Yang also saw that the underside of Yang Ruolan's blue skirt was indeed wet.

The old man looked at his hand, which hadn't fallen yet, and was dumbfounded.

Here, Yang Hualin saw his daughter lying on the ground bleeding, let out a cry and rushed over.

"Lan'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your father..."

"Lao San, hurry, hurry and invite Uncle Fu..."

Everyone carried Yang Rulan into the house and then called for Fu Bo.

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