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Hearing Lao Yang's question, Yang Ruqing smiled, looking confident and composed. "Isn't it just about emptying its belly of pig food? What's so difficult about that!" Old Yang's eyes lit up immediately, "Fatty, then tell me quickly, what good idea is it?" But she shook her head. Old Yang was startled. "What's wrong?" Yang Ruqing glanced at Yang Huaming and said with a curled lip, "Employ people without suspicion, and suspect people without employing them. Fourth Uncle's sarcastic words just now made me feel uncomfortable!" If you're not happy, of course you won't be willing to speak. Old Yang understood. He turned his head and glared at Yang Huaming. Yang Huaming looked extremely aggrieved, stubbornly arguing: "How did I get dragged into this again? Just say what you want to say..." "Lao Si, shut your mouth!" Lao Yang shouted at Yang Huaming. Yang Huaming shut his mouth. Old Yang turned back to Yang Ruqing and smiled, his face full of warmth. He coaxed Yang Ruqing: "Little Fatty, you are a good granddaughter to grandpa. Don't be like your fourth uncle, so narrow-minded. Selling our pigs is a big deal, if you have any ideas, speak up!" Yang Ruqing remained unmoved by all the persuasion. "Are we selling pigs?" she was surprised. “This pig, I indeed nursed it for half a year, now that you’re selling it, have you thought about giving my family a share?” Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile. At the start, when the family split up, my three households left with nothing but our clothes. Mr. Sun used to painstakingly raise pigs, cows, chickens and ducks. The Tan family was left with only half their property, and they didn't even have enough eggs to feed themselves! The only old hen was still the one given by Guihua's aunt! The old hen lays one egg a day, and Mrs. Liu is eyeing it covetously. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! The big fat pig that we sold today, half the credit actually goes to Mr. Sun. >So Lao Yang and his people promised them a bowl of pig's blood. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! "So, grandpa spoke wrongly. This selling of pigs is your family's business. Helping you is out of kindness, not helping is my duty." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! Yang Ruqing corrected Old Yang's words.
Old Yang's smile froze for a moment. “Fatty, you can’t write two Yang characters with one stroke. Just say it, what do you want in exchange for telling me this method?” He steered clear of that topic from before. “Selling this pig is to give your Uncle Wu money for his wedding.” “Your Uncle Five loves you siblings dearly. You can't bear to see him remain unmarried and a bachelor, can you?” Old Yangtou asked. Yang Ruqing rolled her eyes secretly. The old man saw that his siblings were close to their fifth uncle and brought him out, playing the family card? “It's because of Uncle Five that I bother with this.” Yang Ruqing didn’t hide it. "Well, that's a different matter. This pig was raised by my mother. Now that you've sold it, shouldn't you give my mother some meat as a reward?" Getting straight to the point, he demanded pork. Old Yang was taken aback. “Of course,” Old Yang said immediately, “When your fourth uncle gets married, you’ll all go over to eat meat and drink. Everyone will get to eat meat!” > Yang Ruqing scoffed, "That's not even close." "Then how would you define it?" Lao Yangtou asked. Yang Ruqing said, "Grandfather, you either send ten catties of meat over, or exchange it for money. If I don't see either meat or money today, I won't say any more!" When Lao Yang heard this, the smile on his old face vanished without a trace! “Is there any reason to betray someone like this? Panya, this is extortion...” Old Yang's head trembled as he spoke. Yang Ruqing retorted boldly, "This pig was raised with great care by my mother. I'm not even asking for half the money from you!" “Deadweight, you're so heartless, you're a robber!” Yang Huaming also angrily scolded. Please provide the content you would like me to translate. I'm ready! ? He pointed at Yang Huazhou, who had been silent all along beside him, "Look at your Uncle Five, he really wasted his time on you!" Yang Ruqing also glanced at Yang Huazhou, "One thing at a time, I'll privately lend money to my Uncle Five for his wedding later. This hard-earned money from raising pigs, I must get it today!" “We’re not selling this pig. Your method, Fatty, just keep it to yourself!” Yang Huaming shook his hand and began to untie the rope. Lao Yang didn't stop him, it seemed he approved of Yang Huaming's actions. It's better to not sell and let Butcher Chen scold them for being two-faced, than to be cheated out of money by Patter! But, things have gone too far now, it's not something they can just stop. Yang Ruqing laughed and said loudly, "Well, grandpa and Fourth Uncle, if you both refuse my help, there's nothing I can do about it." “Well, I don't have many good qualities. The only thing is that I always tell the truth!” “When Chen the butcher comes to ask why I'm not selling, I'm afraid I won't know how to lie...” Several hands that were untying the ropes trembled. Yang Huaming stared at Yang Ruqing with bloodshot eyes: "Dead fat girl, what do you mean? Are you trying to expose everything?" Yang Ruqing shrugged and looked up at the sky. "Damn it! I'll kill you!" Yang Huaming rolled up his sleeves and was about to come over and hit Yang Ruqing. Before he even got close, he took a blow to the head. > Yet, Yang Huazhong was seen sitting in a wheelchair, still clutching the crutch in his hand. “Right in front of me, you dare to hit my daughter? Old Fourth, are you tired of living?” Yang Huazhong's face was ashen. The man listened clearly to all that had just been said. He's feeling a little regretful about being so eager to help now. Having to push one's own daughter into this situation, only to end up with a hot face and a cold bum! Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ? “My daughter is right, that pig was raised by its mother.” Yang Huazhong swept his gaze over the crowd and said in a deep voice, "For Lao Wu's wedding, I, as the third brother, will give him 200 wen as a dowry!" But this piglet, our family deserves a share of it, or else we'd feel bad towards the daughter-in-law who worked so hard for half a year! This is a bit of a trick question! The <<<>>>tags are meant to be placeholders for content. You've put nothing *inside* the tags, so there's nothing to translate. If you had some text inside the tags like "Hello world!", I could translate that for you. ? The man slammed his cane on the ground with force. The ground had been poked with several holes. Yang Huaming was stunned, clutching his head and hiding to the side in pain. Yang Huazhou was staring at Yang Huazhong with a face full of emotion.
Old Yang's facial muscles twitched violently. He looked at the father and daughter before him with a complex expression, feeling somewhat trapped. Then, Lao Yang waved his hand and said to Yang Huazhou, "Go get ninety wen from your mother and give it to your third brother and the others. Let them buy ten catties of pork to reward themselves!" "Good!" Yang Huazhou was about to leave when he was stopped by Yang Ruqing. "Fatty, what else do you want?" Lao Yangtou asked through gritted teeth. Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Grandpa, why are you just like my uncle, not knowing how to calculate? Pork in the market costs fifteen coins per catty. With ninety coins, you can only get six catties!" Old Yang was so angry that he nearly choked on his own blood! This girl, she's clearly saying the most heartless things. Her waist was slender, yet her spine remained straight, and her eyes were incredibly clear. Could this really be a twelve-year-old country girl? Lao Yang, who had lived most of his life, increasingly felt that he couldn't see through his granddaughter! Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! ? (It's been a long time since I asked for votes. Those who like this book, please cast your precious votes for it. Xiaoyu is a machine from Taiwan and needs your help to add some fuel, roar!) > |