"Well, Matchmaker Zhou took me there to take a look at the door of my daughter's house from a distance," said Tan.

"I also inquired with the people in Baojia Village this afternoon. That girl is very hard-working and can endure hardships. She also has brothers and sisters at home who are easy to get along with. She is not like the fat girl in our third room."

Seeing the displeased look from Old Yang, Mrs. Tan knew that she was going too far again, so she shut up.

"Okay, strike while the iron is hot, and let Matchmaker Zhou propose marriage later." Lao Yangtou said directly.

Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan had just discussed the matter of Yang Huazhou when Yang Huaming burst into the house in a hurry, followed by the shy and pregnant Mr. Liu.

"Father, mother, third brother and the others have captured three piglets, and they are feeding them in the backyard right now."

"Why did you catch three three-bedrooms in one go? Where did the money come from?" Old Yangtou was surprised.

Old Yangtou knew the price of the piggies very well. The three piggies were probably worth three to four hundred cents.

Where did the money come from?

Selling tofu or selling land?

"I don't know where my third brother and the others got their money. Lao Wu and Yong Jin are all watching over right now," Yang Huaming said loudly.

"They don't have a pigsty. How can they put so many piglets in it? They are just trying to break into our pigsty," Ms. Tan said nervously.

Lao Yangtou stood up and waved his hand, "Let's go and take a look."

The large army rushed to the backyard in great force.

The backyard area.

Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun have moved the three little pigs into the newly built pigsty.

Blacksmith Luo asked Luo Fengtang's family to carry the pig trough, which is a rolling stone as long as an adult's arm.

A hollow groove is cut in the middle, just for loading food.

Yang Ruoqing heard from Luo Fengtang that her family used to raise pigs, but in recent years people have not had enough to eat, so they stopped raising pigs.

However, the pig trough for feeding pigs is still there, and it comes in handy again today.

When Lao Yangtou and Tan arrived, Lao Sun and Daniu hadn't left yet. They were all gathered around outside the pig pen and watching.

Inside the pigsty, Yang Ruoqing was carrying a wooden bucket, leaning over and using a gourd ladle to scoop the pig food mixed in the bucket into the pig trough.

Considering that these three little piglets are still young, their teeth, mouth, intestines and stomach are not yet fully mature in all aspects of digestion.

The pig food Yang Ruoqing cooked for them was very soft and semi-liquid.

The ready-made bean dregs at home are mixed with some cabbage sticks, and a little rice crispy rice soup is also put in it.

These days, with such a dietary standard, even humans can eat it, let alone pigs.

As soon as they scooped the pig food into the pig trough, the three little pigs were attracted by the smell and rushed to the pig trough. They inserted the pig's beak into the pig trough and devoured it.

"Bataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

The three little pigs' ears drooped down as they ate, and their three thin little tails swung merrily back and forth behind their buttocks.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily. While adding food, she couldn't help but use the ladle in her hand to gently pat the little piglet that loved to grab food.

"Why don't you give some of the protective food jelly to your brothers?"

"Hahaha"

Lao Suntou and the others were all amused by Yang Ruoqing's words.

Amidst the laughter, a discordant sound suddenly came.

"Third daughter-in-law, where did you get the money to catch so many piglets? Tell me honestly. Could it be that you sold the fields to Lao Yang's family? You can't sell them."

Old Yang pushed aside the crowd and walked over, his eyes locked directly on Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun was startled for a moment, then shook her head.

"Dad, how can we do that? Those fields are our roots, and we rely on them for food and clothing, how can we sell them?" said Sun.

"If you don't sell them, how do you have the money to catch so many piglets and feed them? You still have to spend money."

Old Yangtou had a suspicious look on his face, as if he would not give up until he found a way out.

Old Suntou took over the conversation and said, "Brother, we know you care about those fields. The fields are the foundation of us farmers. But the children did not fool you. They really did not sell the fields."

Lao Yang didn't gnaw his head, and looked back and forth at the three piglets happily eating in the pigpen with a complicated expression.

Yang Ruoqing scooped the last ladle of pig food from the bucket into the trough, stood up and looked at Old Yang with a smile.

"Sir, we have grown rapeseed and wheat in our fields, how do we sell them?"

"Isn't there still two acres of rice fields?" Old Yangtou still looked distrustful.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, "Sir, let me just say this. The few acres of land you gave us are far away and remote, and it is inconvenient to irrigate. Let alone sell them, even if they are leased to others,

People are still not happy about it.”

When Lao Yangtou heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Those fields are his life and heart

On the side, Yang Huaming hurriedly jumped out to help, pointed at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Fat girl, what do you mean, you dislike those few acres of fields? It's not good enough. You just come back. If you come back, let's watch you drink the northwest wind."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Yang Huaming, "We will be given three bedrooms, and those belonging to our three bedrooms will be ours. If there is no reason to pay them back, then step back and say, even if we really sell it, you can't take care of it."

"What?" Old Yang raised his eyes suddenly, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.

"So, you really sold it"

Yang Ruoqing was also drunk. No matter how she explained it, she couldn't explain it.

"Yes, sold," she said.

Lao Yang's knees went weak and he almost slipped, but Yang Huazhou held him up.

"Dad, Sister-in-law San and Qing'er made it very clear that they are not selling or selling, why don't you believe it?" Yang Huazhou said helplessly.

"Then where did they get the money to catch so many piglets?" Old Yangtou asked stubbornly.

Yang Huazhou looked embarrassed.

To be honest, he didn't really know.

"Dad, this is the career path of the third brother and the third sister-in-law. It's not good for us to inquire about other people's family backgrounds like this," Yang Huazhou said.

Old Yangtou still didn't bite, as if this matter would become a worry for him if he didn't solve it.

The fourth child, Yang Huaming, jumped out again, "Even if the family is divided, our father is still the head of the Yang family. Is my father qualified to ask about the unexplained money from the third room? What will happen if the third room gets rich later?"

The ill-gotten gains will bring disaster to our entire Old Yang family."

Ms. Liu helped from the side, "Yes, we must let the third-fang people explain where their money comes from."

The aggressive words reached the ears of Lao Suntou and Da Niu nearby, and they all frowned.

Mrs. Sun looked helpless and turned to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing snorted coldly, "Come on, don't do these high-sounding things. To put it bluntly, aren't you just wondering?"
Chapter completed!