Yang Ruoqing said: "I accepted it because I didn't want to go against his will." ”

"But if I burn it myself, my mother and they will ask where it came from."

"Thinking about it, I still don't want my mother to know that Mu Zichuan sent me charcoal in private!"

She had already made it clear to Mu Zichuan today.

This is the only time, not an example.

I believe that he will not come again in the future.

Yang Ruoqing felt that this little episode could not be known to her father's and mother's kind-hearted buns.

If they know and are grateful, they will inevitably have some entanglements in the future.

"Tang Yanzi, take your charcoal back and burn it."

Yang Ruoqing urged again.

Luo Fengtang thought for a while and nodded: "Hmm! ”

"I'll bring it to you in the stove room."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and entered the stove room.

"Huh?"

A startled cry of surprise came from the stove.

"What's the matter?"

Luo Fengtang immediately followed.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the corner of the wall, looking puzzled.

"No, I just left the charcoal here, why did it disappear as soon as I turned around?"

She asked.

"Did you go somewhere else? Looking for it again? ”

Luo Fengtang proposed.

"No way, I can't be wrong with the place I put myself."

She was very sure.

Luo Fengtang was also confused, he scratched his head and glanced around.

"Rats can't move, and charcoal doesn't fly off on its own. The three aunts are all roasting the fire in the house, is it ......?"

"It must have been stolen." Yang Ruoqing came to a conclusion.

Just now, she put the charcoal in the corner of the wall, closed the door of the stove room, and went to the next room.

She thought about the blue sky and the day, and everyone was in the next room.

It stands to reason that there are no such bold thieves.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this thief's guts are really amazing!

"Who could have stolen it?"

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and pondered.

The first object of suspicion that flashed through my mind was the fourth aunt.

The fourth aunt is full of confinement, and she has recently jumped up again.

Maybe it's coming back from the thatched house and peeping in the stove room.

Then when I saw it, I took the sheep by the hand.

Damn!

"Catch the thief and catch the stolen goods, Qing'er Moduo guessed, just be careful next time."

Luo Fengtang comforted from the side.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, it could only be like this.

"Qing'er, then I'll go first."

"yes, okay."

Luo Fengtang left.

Yang Ruoqing was still standing in the stove room, looking at the empty corner of the wall and frowning.

It seems that the charcoal sent by Mu Zichuan is destined to not burn.

What an arrogant thief, it's best not to be caught by my sister when you turn around!

……

In Liu's house in the front yard.

Yang Huaming was sitting on a stool with Erlang's legs crossed, knocking melon seeds.

Liu sneaked into the house and turned around to close the door.

"Daddy He'er, I'm happy to tell you!"

Liu turned around and ran towards Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming glanced at Liu's big belly, and was so frightened that he almost slipped off the stool.

"Oh Mom, why did your belly get big again this last time in the toilet? I haven't touched you for more than a month......"

"Huh~"

Liu glanced at Yang Huaming, lifted the hem of his clothes, and pulled out a small twine bag.

"Daddy He'er, come and see what this is!"

"What?"

Yang Huaming poked his head over and saw the contents of the bag, his eyes lit up.

He threw the melon seeds in his hand onto the plate, reached out and scooped up a piece of charcoal to look at in front of his eyes.

"Hehe, this is second-class charcoal, this is burned in the winter in the Yongxian House, but it's warm!"

Yang Huaming slammed his mouth and said.

"How did you get that?" He then asked Liu.

Liu's face was proud, and he said in a low voice: "When I came back from going to the toilet, I saw that the door of the stove in the third room was not locked, so I slipped in and took a look." ”

"When I saw this, I was afraid that the fat girl bought it, so I brought it back."

"Well, no white without it!" Yang Huaming nodded in praise.

Liu was even more proud.

"Daddy He'er, let's get a brazier and burn this charcoal in the house to keep warm." Liu said.

"If my mother asks, let's say it's sent by my mother's family, what's the matter?"

Yang Huaming glared at Liu: "What are we doing with this thing?" That's burning money. ”

"If you want me to say, it's better to sell it and exchange it for money." Yang Huaming said.

"Where are you going to sell it? The people in the village are all poor and can't afford to burn it! Liu said.

Yang Huaming said: "Don't worry about this, I'll take it to the second brother and let him help sell it." ”

"The second brother is in the town, so you still have to send it to the town?" Liu asked.

"The second brother and his father-in-law have been celebrating their birthdays for the past two days, and their family has returned to the village." Yang Huaming said.

"Cheng, then you can take it off when you turn around."

"I'll go."

Yang Huaming added a coat, hid the bag containing five catties of charcoal under his armpit, and hurried out.

The old Yang family at the south end of the village.

Yang Huaming found Yang Hualin, and the two brothers came to the door of the house to talk.

Yang Huaming told Yang Hualin about this, and Yang Hualin squinted his eyes and snorted coldly.

"I've heard in the town that Sanfang is doing tofu business with Juweixuan, I'm afraid I've made a lot of money, and this charcoal is burned!"

Yang Hualin's face was angry.

Yang Huaming didn't pay attention to these, and only urged Yang Hualin.

"Second brother, you help me get rid of this charcoal, so I can get some pocket money."

Yang Hualin's gaze fell back into the bag, and he pondered: "This second-class charcoal town sells for eight cents a catty, and I will collect five cents for you." ”

When Yang Huaming heard this price, he was so anxious that he shouted.

"Second brother, why did you get a monkey essence on my brother's head?"

"This second-class charcoal is obviously ten cents a catty, haven't I bought it?"

Yang Huaming stiffened his neck and said.

"There is charcoal burning in the Yongxian House at home, and my mother sent me to buy it!"

Yang Hualin glared at Yang Huaming angrily.

"You didn't come from the right way, and the portion was not much, and it was not easy to sell it in the town."

"I see that you are a brother, so I helped you get rid of it, so you have to give me a little errand fee, right?"

"If you think it's low, find your own way."

Yang Hualin turned around to go back to the house, Yang Huaming gritted his teeth, "Chengchengcheng, Wuwen is Wuwen!" ”

Even the bag with charcoal was given to Yang Hualin.

Yang Hualin took out twenty-five dollars and sent Yang Huaming away.

Yang Huaming carried the charcoal bag back to the house.

Yang dragged him aside and asked carefully.

After listening to Yang Hualin's words, Yang's face was unhappy.

Yang Hualin counted there: "Five catties of charcoal are not easy to sell in my brother's shop, you are doing this loss-making business, and you are still a monkey!" ”

Yang Hualin said with a smiling face: "I collect his charcoal, which is naturally useful." ”

"Didn't you say you were going to Lao Mu's house to sit for a meeting?"

"It's not like going empty-handed, just with this charcoal."

"Let's just say that it is for Zichuan to warm up at night, and Widow Liu will be happy." Yang Hualin said.

As soon as he heard this, Yang also smiled.

"Well, charcoal is something that the Zhuang family can't afford to burn, and we also collect it cheaply, so I'll bring it later!"