Yang Xiaoqian returned home.

The windows in the house are bright and clean, the bedding on the bed, and Yang Xiaoqian's clothes are all clean.

Rhubarb and Xiaomao are both fat and very energetic.

Yang Xiaoqian was very moved, when he left, he handed over the home to Li Fangfang to take care of, and in the days when he was away, Li Fangfang took care of this home in a good way.

"Rhubarb, Aunt Fangfang has something trivial, I'm going to help her settle it, it's not a big deal, don't worry." ”

Yang Xiaoqian patted Rhubarb's head and pointed to Li Fangfang's house next door and said.

Rhubarb wagged his tail a few times, as if relieved.

Yang Xiaoqian took out the ten "spirit stones" in the canvas bag, put them in a wooden box at the head of the bed, and said solemnly to Rhubarb: "Rhubarb, these things are very valuable, you can help take care of them, don't let people come in and steal them!"

Rhubarb snorted a few times, and it was a kind of agreement.

Yang Xiaoqian found a sack from home, folded it neatly and put it in a canvas bag.

Then, before dawn, he rode on the 28 bars and left.

Li Fangfang's maiden home is in Lijiazhuang, more than ten miles north of Yangjiagou, and Yang Xiaoqian went to the town to pick up some cash before going to Lijiazhuang.

If you want to settle Li Fangfang's affairs, you can't do it without money.

"Aunt Fangfang's drunken father actually wants to marry her to a bad old man who is older than him, it's really infuriating!"

Yang Xiaoqian rode towards the town, and the roots of his teeth itched with hatred.

When he was a child, he saw Li Fangfang's drunkard father come to Li Fangfang to ask for money to buy wine and drink.

It was dawn when Yang Xiaoqian came to town.

I found a food stall, bought a bowl of tofu brain and five fried dough sticks, and started eating breakfast with a plate of free pimple pickles.

He is now worth more than 400 million, and there is nothing in this world that he can't afford to eat, but he still likes to maintain his previous living habits, because he is a rural person in his bones, and he doesn't want to deliberately change.

There is a limit on the amount of money that can be withdrawn from the bank ATM, so he waited until the bank opened for work, changed several banks, and withdrew a total of 5 million from the bank counter, which was full of a sack of money.

There was no back seat on the 28 bars, so he carried a sack of money and rode towards Lijiazhuang.

At this time, a booming salute sounded in the sky, and several pedestrians on the road ran towards the place where the salute sounded, talking as they ran:

"Today is the day of the old man Wu's great joy, let's go over and eat some candy!"

"Tut, the old man Wu is not shallow, he is in his seventies, and he has found a little wife in his twenties! Hey, look at people, look at us, we are almost forty years old, and we are still a bachelor!"

"Isn't it! This person has to die more than a person! No way, who let the old man Wu run a factory at home and have money!"

……

Yang Xiaoqian frowned and stopped, and said in his heart: "Wu Laozi must be that bad old man! Fortunately, I heard these people's discussions, otherwise I would have gone to Lijiazhuang to make a fuss!"

Yang Xiaoqian turned the head of the car and followed the pedestrians towards the side where the salute sounded.

On the road, I heard the sound of a cannon salute, and more and more pedestrians rushed towards Old Man Wu's house.

Soon, Yang Xiaoqian followed these people to a magnificent three-story villa.

The whole villa was filled with dense crowds inside and out.

Rows of cars were parked on the road in front of the door.

After the deafening salute, the wedding was about to begin.

"The martial family is wealthy, the old man Wu is over seventy years old, and the wedding of a little wife is so grand!"

"That's right, I heard that the mayor of our town, the president of the commercial bank and other big names came to congratulate Old Man Wu today!"

"Hehe, Wu Laozi is in his seventies, can you still find a little wife in her twenties!"

"Shhh

……

There was a commotion in the crowd around them, and there was a lot of talk.

"I'm going! The wedding of a bad old man is so grand!"

"Fortunately, the wedding hasn't started yet, but fortunately it's a step early!"

Yang Xiaoqian carried a sack of money and squeezed into the crowd.

"Little peasant, what are you squeezing in? What's the use of you squeezing in? Can you squeeze into the samurai compound?"

……

Some people in the crowd scolded Yang Xiaoqian one after another.

Only relatives and friends of the samurai family who are with them can enter the samurai compound, and the people outside are all watching the excitement.

Yang Xiaoqian squeezed to the gate of the martial arts compound with a sack on his shoulder.

A long table was set up at the gate, and eight middle-aged bookkeepers sat behind it.

Relatives and friends of the samurai family continue to come to the door to follow the members, receive a bag of candy after keeping the account, and enter the samurai compound to watch the wedding.

"Hey, little peasant, go, go, don't stand in the way of the people who follow behind!"

A middle-aged man with glasses at the account table thought that Yang Xiaoqian was blocking in front of him, frowned and waved his hand impatiently to blast him away.

"I'm also a follower!"

Yang Xiaoqian looked at the middle-aged man calmly and said lightly.

"You, just you, I'll go! Our martial family has relatives and friends like you who ask for food? Why don't I know you! Let's go!"

The man with glasses blasted Yang Xiaoqian away with some annoyance.

Several other middle-aged men who were in charge of the accounts stopped what they were doing, and also frowned and looked at Yang Xiaoqian, obviously no one knew that the Wu family had such relatives and friends.

"Did you know me like that?"

Yang Xiaoqian took out a thick wad of money from the canvas bag, put it on the table in front of the man with glasses, and sneered.

"Ten thousand!"

The man with glasses immediately picked up the pile of money and looked at it, sighed in his heart, looked at Yang Xiaoqian with shock and reverence, and stood up involuntarily.

In this kind of town, it is very rare to have 10,000 yuan with a follower.

Damn!

It's 10,000 yuan!

It seems that this young man must be a big man who has a very good relationship with the samurai family!

The man with glasses immediately changed his flattering smiling face, and said with a smile: "I know!

The eyes of several other middle-aged men who were in charge of the accounts looking at Yang Xiaoqian were also full of shock and reverence.

"And what's my name?"

Yang Xiaoqian sneered.

"Hmmm......"

The glasses man was embarrassed.

"My name is these three words!

Yang Xiaoqian took the pen, filled in the three names of "Ganni Brew" in the account book, and then took a bag of sugar and carried the sack into the martial arts compound.

"Remember!

The man with glasses smiled and nodded, and watched Yang Xiaoqian walk into the martial arts compound.

"Hey, Lao Wu, what's the name of the little rich man just now? It's 10,000, it's too generous!"

Several other middle-aged men in charge of the accounts asked the glasses man curiously.

The man with glasses sat down and wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the account book and looked at it carefully, then turned his head to look at them and said, "Dry neon brew!"

Dry. You. Mother?

The other bookkeepers thought that the man with glasses was scolding them, and they all stood up, their faces green.

A grumpy man stepped on the glasses man's hair and yelled, "me." You. Mother!"

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