Yang Ruqing smiled and shook her head: "Staying at the imperial restaurant in Tiansen, I've been eating all sorts of delicacies. I feel like I've gained a whole circle."

Sun said: "Talking nonsense, you must be worried, your chin is so pointed!"

Yang Ruqing curled her lips. Mother is mother; upon meeting, the first thing she cares about is her health.

On the side, Yang Huazhong was also smiling foolishly, watching the two of them being affectionate.

When it was almost time, he squeezed in a word.

"Qing'er, how did that matter go?" he asked.

Yang Ruqing then withdrew her gaze from Mrs. Sun and looked at Yang Huazhong, then raised her hand to make a gesture indicating that it was done.

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Yang Huazhong's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Really? Can I get it back? That would be great!"

“My grandpa and I have been discussing this at home. Even if we can't get back 40%, getting back 20% would be good enough.”

"Your fourth uncle won't be siding with us anyway. When the 20% comes back, we'll split it between your fifth uncle and second brother. They both have to raise two children, it's not easy." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruqing curled her lips, "Father, you don't have to worry. Back then they took so much from us, now, we're going to get it all back, with interest!"

"Principal and interest? What does that mean?"

Old Yang's voice suddenly cut in, and he rushed into the room from the front door.

Behind him, Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongzhi followed.

Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongjin didn't come because they had already returned to their hometown and county to manage the businesses at the taverns.

“Qing’er, quickly, quickly tell grandpa how this matter was resolved?”

After Lao Yang's head entered the main room, he continued to question Yang Ruqing here.

Seeing the few more strands of white hair on Lao Yang's temples, Yang Ruqing could guess what kind of emotional journey he had gone through this past month.

Looking at his father and two cousins again, one couldn't tell if it was the sweltering summer heat or the ever-present weight of this matter hanging over their heads, but they all looked haggard.

Yang Ruqing said, "Grandfather, let's sit down. Allow me to tell you about this in detail."

After a packet of cigarettes, Yang Ruqing told everyone how she brought down the Yang family in vivid detail, just like a storyteller.

After finishing, for a long time, Lao Yang sighed deeply.

“It's easy to know a person's face, but hard to know their heart. It's difficult to truly capture the essence of someone just by drawing their outward appearance.” said the old man.

"Your nephew, WenXuan, it's a shame he's not performing! He has such talent!" he added.

As soon as this was said, everyone burst into laughter, even Mrs. Sun had to cover her mouth to stifle her giggles.

Old Yang seemed to be in a good mood today, even cracking a small joke.

“Isn't that right? When he first came to our place, he was as obedient as a dog,” Yang Yongzhi said.

"I found it strange at the time, he would chat with everyone in our house all day long, even not letting go of Ju."

"Later on, after all the fuss, it turned out it was all about our family fortune. I felt back then that this person had a bad heart and when they opened one eye and closed the other, a wicked scheme came to mind."

“Only now do I realize, compared to his jealousy over concubines and brawls that resulted in death, taking 40% of the profits is nothing! Hahahaha...”

Yang Yongzhi's words, especially the last two sentences, really made everyone's hair stand on end.

"I can't believe it, he's actually involved in a murder case! Oh dear!" Old Yang couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"It's a shame. I used to admire him so much, thought this nephew was quite good. Turns out he's a murderer and arsonist after all. Oh well, what a pity!" the old man added.

Yang Yongxian simply covered his mouth, his slightly obsessive-compulsive tendencies kicking in. "Just the thought of having eaten with a murderer makes my stomach churn," he said.

After everyone had taken turns condemning Yang Wenxuan, Lao Yang asked Yang Ruqing, "So, according to you, what you want is for your grandfather to go to their door in person to apologize, return our things, and then we won't hold a grudge against them, release Yang Wenxuan, is that right?"

Yang Ruqing said, "The first half of what Master said was right, but the second half was wrong."

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He killed a man, leaving one family with white hair and another with black. He orphaned children who no longer had parents.

"Whether we can get released from prison or if it's a matter of life for death, that's not up to us to decide. We have to wait for the government's verdict." She said.

She came to Yun City this time to uncover these pieces of evidence, and now her mission is complete.

“Father, you stay and chat with Grandfather and the others. I’ll go to the backyard to prepare lunch. Since Qing'er is back today, everyone should stay here for lunch.” Sun smiled and said.

Yang Huazhong naturally nodded happily.

Old Yang and the others didn't refuse.

Yang Ruqing said, "I haven't cooked for Mother in a long time. I'll go too."

Now it is the beginning of June in the lunar calendar, and it's the hottest time of summer.

In ancient times, there was no electricity, no fans and air conditioners, nor refrigerators. Everything was purely natural.

It was a bit stuffy in the kitchen, so the two of them took the dishes along with the vegetable basket and went outside to the old locust tree under the courtyard door to pick vegetables.

Luo Baobei and Da Zhi had been affectionate with Yang Ruoheng before, then ran away.

After all, it was just a child's whim. He took some snacks and toys that Yang Ruoqing had brought back and immediately ran off again.

Here, Yang Ruqing crouched beside Mrs. Sun, helping her pick vegetables while chatting.

"Mother, during my absence, how are all of you doing? Have Grandpa and Grandma stayed healthy?" she asked.

Mrs. Sun was skillfully shelling peas with her pliers, placing the plump, round peas into a small bamboo basket beside her. She chatted with Yang Ruoheng, "Half a month ago, your grandfather accidentally twisted his ankle and had to stay in bed for a few days. Everyone else is fine, nothing happened."

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"Huh? Ga Gong twisted his ankle? I'll go take a look!"

She said, stood up and was about to leave.

When Sun called out to him, "You've just gotten back, what are you rushing for? Besides, your grandfather-in-law's foot is already healed, he shouldn't be in the house right now. He probably went into the village to play cards with Old Ginger and a few others."

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“Huh? My grandpa actually learned how to play cards?” Yang Ruqing expressed surprise at this.

This kind of cards is made of bamboo slices. Holding it in your hand feels much like holding a large bamboo fan.

Men in Zhuang Hutong like to fight, but they are usually young people. Older people don't fight much.

I didn't expect that even the elderly have learned this now, hahaha. If grandmas and aunties go to the village square to dance again, Yang Ruqing would wonder if she has traveled through time, hahaha...

The two chatted about family affairs while working diligently.

Sun Shi shelled the beans, while Yang Ruoqing was picking string beans there.

The long beans, which have grown to the length of an arm, were pinched into finger-length sections. The cucumbers and eggplants were all sliced.

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