The sturdy farmer's wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 40 Take mine and give it back to me

Lin Lijun saw that Yang Zhaoshi raised his hand and was about to hit someone, so he quickly pulled Yang Yuanxiang over, hid behind him, and looked at Yang Zhaoshi.

"Auntie, I'm here today because I have something to talk about. Is uncle at home?"

Yang Zhaoshi glanced at Lin Lijun angrily, tilted his head and said.

"It's useless to look for him, I'm in charge of Lao Yang's family, so just tell me what you have."

As he said that, he gouged out Yang Yuanxiang's eyes fiercely, wishing he could rush over and pinch her two paws to relieve his anger.

Lin Lijun didn't care about her attitude, so he smiled.

"Auntie, I heard from Miss Xiang that you moved some beds, quilts, etc. from the second room of the Yang family. Is there such a thing?"

When Mrs. Yang Zhao heard this, she immediately became angry. It was clear to tell people that she was always shameless and robbed her married son's house. Thinking of this, Mrs. Yang Zhao was so angry that she didn't stay idle and pointed at her. Yang Yuanxiang, who was standing behind Lin Lijun, scolded.

"Damn girl, what nonsense are you talking about? It was bought by your father to be filial to me, do you understand? This is called filial piety. I am his mother. It is given to me by him. It is a matter of course, even if I brought it So what, my son's is also mine, do I call my son's robbery?"

Yang Yuanxiang stood behind Lin Lijun, smiling on the skin but not on the flesh.

"What do you mean, taking my father's is not robbing, but taking someone else's is robbing?"

When Yang Zhaoshi heard it, she was a little confused about what Yang Yuanxiang was going to say, but thinking of the soft cotton wool, she had only slept half the night, and immediately gritted her teeth.

"What's wrong? Didn't my son buy it, or you, a dead girl? Do you have money? You are a loser, and you can't buy back this good cotton wool even if you sell it."

When Yang Yuanxiang heard this, she was so angry that she laughed.

"Then I'm really sorry for you. It's really not my father who bought the cotton wool. It's a fool who thanked me for serving him food and drink every day. I bought it to thank me. I still have the certificate of opening the cotton wool shop here. I was the one who pressed my fingerprints, and to put it bluntly, I’ll tell you that the sheets and quilt covers and the new cotton bed are all mine, and all the things you robbed are mine.”

After hearing this, Yang Zhao's eyes widened, and he quit immediately.

"Fart, this is bought by my son, you are lying and deceiving..."

Yang Yuanxiang didn't care what she was doing, he showed the evidence to Lin Lijun, and Lin Lijun nodded after seeing it.

"Auntie, Miss Xiang really bought this, I think you should return it to her."

When Yang Zhao heard the result, he obviously didn't believe it, so he pointed at Lin Lijun and Yang Yuanxiang.

"You guys teamed up to lie to me, the old woman, and you're trying to kill me. Hey, why is my life so hard? My son, you haven't come back yet. Look at the life you had with that whore. Bastard, she is trying to force your mother to death, where are you, come out and say something..."

Mrs. Yang Zhao sat down on the ground as she spoke, crying and making noises. The old man Yang stood not far away, smoking leaf cigarette with his head down, without the face to look up at Yang Yuanxiang.

"Don't deny it, I have all the credentials, I have to ask you to return it to me today, even if you eat it, you have to spit it out, and you have to return it, if you don't want to, you can return it, it's very simple Yes, you pay me the money, it just so happens that my family owes Du Zishu's family money, and you paid back three taels of silver for me at a time, which makes me feel a lot easier."

When Yang Zhaoshi heard this, he was stunned.

"What, why don't you grab three taels of silver for your broken quilt?"

Yang Yuanxiang looked at her with a half-smile.

"You are still reluctant to return the broken quilt to me. How poor are you? So poor that your son's family will not let you go?"

Hearing this, everyone present quickly backed away, especially Yang Guangli, who had always been standing with Yang Zhaoshi. In order to keep her own bed, she hurriedly dragged her son and daughter into the room and closed the door. Yang Yuanxiang watched Her actions made her sneer in her heart, so you don't have to return the things after closing the door?Her little sister is really naive.

After hearing this, Yang Yuanqing on the side knew that grandma had snatched the new bed in his house, so he was the first to stand up and say.

"Xiang girl, you should move the bed in my room first, the sheets and bedding are all clean, I didn't sleep on it yesterday..."

Yang Yuanxiang was a little surprised when he heard it. He didn't expect that there were still people in the old Yang family who had read books, and their vision was different from people like Yang Zhao's.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuanxiang smiled.

"Thank you, cousin Yuanqing. Fortunately, there are still people in the old Yang family who understand. Otherwise, I have nothing to reason with my cousin."

Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. I can't take such a plunder. If it's yours, you can take it away."

Although Yang Yuanxiang didn't know what he said, he probably knew that Yang Yuanqing asked him to take the bed away, so he beckoned someone to move it.

Although Yang Guangde was in pain, seeing that his son was not willing to take it anymore, he didn't say anything, and called the people in the eldest room, and all went inside. Yang Guanghua was also a scholar, seeing his eldest nephew gave up the bed, Then he got out of the bed in pain.

He just came home today, and before he had time to lie down, he would be taken away. He was not reconciled, but he couldn't lose face, anyway, he was still a scholar.

Seeing Yang Guanghua spit it out, Yang Yuanxiang laughed.

"Grandma, you're still occupying my bed, won't you let me out? I see my grandpa's eye sockets are black, and he must have stayed up all night last night. Do you have the heart to let my grandpa stay up all night?"

When Yang Zhaoshi heard this, her face suddenly turned red. Yesterday she lay on the new bed for half the night, but old man Yang said nothing, so she had no choice but to sleep on the old bed too. Thinking of this, she didn't say a word Having said that, Yang Yuanxiang saw that she didn't speak, so he called someone to move the things out.

As for Yang Guangli, she didn't even bother talking.

"Brothers who are helping, here is the last bed. The elder brother will help me break open the door and take out the bed. After my family moves, I will give him a big red envelope of [-] Wen to thank him. "

When those people heard this, they were all happy, and they scrambled to knock on the door. Yang Guangli was so frightened that he yelled in the room. The door was broken, but in the face of the temptation of Thirty Wen, who would pay attention to her, the crumbling old wooden door was knocked open in no time.

Yang Guangli was lying on the bed and refused to get off. Yang Yuanxiang saw that this was his bed, so he grabbed Yang Guangli's hair and dragged her to the ground without any explanation.

No one thought that Yang Yuanxiang, who had always been honest, would be a person who dared to do something when he made a move. Yang Guangli was pulled by her hair, and she was in so much pain that she cried for her father and mother, and everyone felt the pain for her.

Yang Zhaoshi wanted to help, but there were so many men standing behind Yang Yuanxiang who came to help. If she, an old woman, went up to help, the scene would only be more ugly.

(End of this chapter)