Yang Ruoqing said: "I accept it because I don't want to go against his wishes."

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

"After thinking about it, I still don't want my mother and the others to know that Mu Zichuan gave me charcoal in private!"

She had already told Mu Zichuan very clearly today.

This is only once, so I won’t be the example below.

I believe he will not come again in the future.

Yang Ruoqing felt that this small episode would prevent her parents from knowing about the kind buns of buns.

If they know, they have a grateful heart and will inevitably have some entanglement when they look back.

"Tang Yizi, take the charcoal back and burn it."

Yang Ruoqing urged again.

Luo Fengtang thought for a while and nodded: "Yes!"

"I'll bring it to you in the kitchen."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and entered the kitchen.

“Huh?”

Her scream of surprise came from the kitchen.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?"

Luo Fengtang followed in immediately.

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the corner of the wall with a puzzled look on her face.

"No, I just put the charcoal here, why did I disappear after turning around?"

She asked.

"Maybe I've put it in another place? Looking for it?"

Luo Fengtang proposed.

"Impossible, the place I put myself is definitely not wrong."

She said very confidently.

Luo Fengtang was also confused, and he scratched his head and took a look.

"The mouse cannot hold it, and the charcoal will not fly away by itself. Aunt San and the others are all cooking fires in the house. Could it be..."

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

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

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

Logically speaking, there is not such a bold thief.

I didn’t expect that I didn’t expect that this thief is really amazing!

"Who could steal it?"

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and thought.

The first person who doubted that flashed through my mind was Aunt Si.

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

Maybe I came back from the cottage and came to the kitchen to peep.

Then he saw it and took the lead.

Damn it!

"Catching the thief and stolen stolen, Qing'er guessed it, just be careful next time."

Luo Fengtang comforted him from the side.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and she could only do this.

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

"Yeah, OK."

Luo Fengtang left.

Yang Ruoqing was still standing in the kitchen, looking at the empty corner of the wall and frowned.

It seems that the charcoal sent by Mu Zichuan is destined to be burned.

What an arrogant thief, it’s best not to be caught by my sister when I look back!

...

In the front yard of Liu's house.

Yang Huaming was sitting on the stool with his legs crossed, knocking melon seeds.

Liu sneaked into the house and turned around and closed the door.

"Dad He'er, let me tell you a big happy event!"

Liu turned around and ran towards Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming saw Liu's big belly at first sight and was scared and almost slid off the stool.

"Oh my mom, why is my belly bigger again when I went to the toilet this time? I haven't touched you for more than a month..."

“Boom~”

Liu gave Yang Huaming a blank look, lifted up the hem of his clothes, and pulled out a small twine bag.

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

"What?"

Yang Huaming leaned over and saw the things in the bag, his eyes lit up.

He threw the melon seeds in his hand into the plate, reached out to grab a piece of charcoal and looked at it.

"Hehe, this is second-class charcoal. This one burns in Yongxian House in winter, so it's so warm!"

Yang Huaming slapped his mouth and said.

"How did you get it?" he asked Liu immediately.

Liu looked proud and whispered: "I came back from the toilet and saw that the kitchen door of the third bedroom was not locked, so I sneaked in and took a look."

"I saw this, I was afraid that it was bought by Fatty, so I brought it back."

"Well, don't bring me white!" Yang Huaming nodded and praised.

Liu was even more proud.

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

"If I ask about my mother's place, I will say it was sent by my mother's house. How about it?"

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

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

"Where can you sell it? The villagers are all paupers and can't afford to burn it!" Liu said.

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

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

"The second brother, his father-in-law, has been on his birthday these two days, and the whole family has returned to the village." Yang Huaming said.

"Sure, then you turn around and take it off."

"I'll go now."

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

Lao Yang’s house 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 narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

"I heard in the town that Sanfang had been doing tofu trading with Juweixuan. I was afraid that I had made a lot of money, and the charcoal was burned!"

Yang Hualin looked angry.

Yang Huaming did not pay attention to these things, but only urged Yang Hualin.

"Second brother, please help me get rid of the charcoal, I can get some pocket money."

Yang Hualin's eyes fell back into the bag and thought about it: "This second-class charcoal is sold for eight cents per pound in town, and I will collect it for you five cents."

When Yang Huaming heard the price, he was so anxious that he started to yell.
To be continued...