"Ah? What do you mean?"

Yang Huazhou asked again, and everyone else was also very curious.

Old Yangtou smiled and continued: "Everyone is of inferior quality, only good at education. Think about it, those rich families and officials all want to recruit a son-in-law who will be an official in the future."

"In the future, it will be very glorious to be admitted to the Jinshi and the number one scholar exams!"

"And many students from poor families also take this opportunity to marry a beautiful wife and get support from their husband's family's money and connections. This is called the best of both worlds!"

Everyone understood and laughed.

"Those people are really good at picking up bargains!"

"Then brother, I'd better write a letter quickly and tell Yongxian not to come back in a hurry, but to stay in Changhuaizhou and wait for the results to be announced."

"Maybe I'll turn around, our family is in for a double happiness!"

In the face of everyone talking to each other, Yang Huaan smiled and said: "Good idea, I will write him a letter later at night."

In a cheerful atmosphere, the first bedroom retired and it was the second bedroom's turn to pay his birthday.

Both Yang and Yang Ruolan were wearing brand new dresses.

Seeing that there was nothing in front of Lao Yang's head and feet, both mother and daughter stood there with troubled expressions.

"Second sister-in-law, girl Lan, why don't you two kneel down?"

Mrs. Liu asked with a smile.

Yang glanced at the ground, looked at Sun with a begging look on her face, and said in a low voice: "Third brother and sister, can you bring me a futon?"

"What did you say?" Tan's ears were sharp and he sat up straight.

"Lao Er's family, what did you just say you wanted?" Tan asked again.

Yang saw Tan asking, and then saw Yang Hualin kneeling on the ground and winking at her.

Yang shook his head hurriedly, and when he was about to say no, Tan smiled for the first time.

"I have a futon in my house, from the third child's family. You help me go to the backyard and I will get the futon for your second sister-in-law and Lan'er."

Mrs. Tan had already stood up and walked toward the backyard.

Ms. Sun quickly went up to help Ms. Tan.

Here, Yang was still in shock and had not recovered.

By the time she came to her senses, Mrs. Tan had already left the main room.

Yang's back straightened now.

Turning around and looking at the people behind her, especially Liu, who had just made a deliberate noise, Yang snorted calmly.

We need to show Mrs. Liu that in the heart of this mother-in-law, they are both daughters-in-law, and who has more weight.

Soon, Mrs. Tan came over with a futon.

"I just found one futon. It's from Lao Er's house. Who can use it, you or Lan Yatou?"

Tan asked kindly.

Yang was a little unhappy when she saw a futon.

"Forget it, forget it, I'd better kneel down and give the futon to Lan Yatou..."

As soon as Yang opened her mouth, Yang Ruolan knelt on the ground.

"How can a daughter compete with her mother for a futon? She is happy to kneel down and dirty her skirt to wish her father a happy birthday."

Yang Ruolan said with a meek look.

Yang was very happy with this result.

The mother-in-law treats her well, the daughter is filial, and her face is twice as great as her son's.

So, Mrs. Yang put down her skirt and knelt down on the futon in front of her.

"ah!!!"

As soon as she knelt down, she let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

Then, the whole person jumped up from the futon like a big rabbit, jumped to the side, and fell to the ground again.

"What's going on?"

Yang Hualin came over and asked urgently.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Yang was shaking all over in pain, and without caring about her image, she rolled up her trousers to her knees in front of everyone.

Both knees were densely covered with dots of red pinpricks.

The needle pierced very deeply, and blood was still pouring out of the eye of the needle!

"What's going on? What's going on?" Yang Hualin was at a loss.

Next to him, a cane hit Yang Hualin on the head with a bang.

"You're a weakling, you've spoiled your wife to death!"

"I wish your father a happy birthday, but you still want a futon because the floor is dirty!"

"I bother!"

"The futon is here, you ugly woman with a horse face, kneel down, kneel down!"

Tan hit Yang Hualin with a cane and cursed at the same time.

The thick mouthful was definitely spit on Yang's hair.

Yang was so sick that she almost fainted.

Erfang's kowtow ended hastily.

Next it’s the third room’s turn.

Yang Huazhong and Sun took the lead, with Yang Ruoqing, Luo Fengtang, Daan and Xiaoan kneeling in a row behind them.

He kowtowed and said auspicious words.

Luo Fengtang also presented red envelopes to Lao Yangtou with both hands in public.

Lao Yang pinched the heavy red envelope and Lao Huai was delighted.

"You have a filial piety. I will not refuse this money. I will accept it for now!"

"When you and Qing'er get married later, I will use this money to pay for my granddaughter Qing'er's dowry! Hahaha..."

When the old man said this, everyone laughed and cheered in good faith.

Yang Ruoqing blushed with embarrassment.

Luo Fengtang, on the other hand, was unprecedentedly cheeky and grinned.

He also said to Old Yangtou: "Master, I don't want any dowry, and it doesn't matter if I don't give you a straw. As long as your old Yang family agrees to marry Qing'er to me, I will be happy, hehe..."

Everyone in the room was startled for a moment, and then started laughing even louder.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but lightly stamp her foot and pull him aside.

"You are the only one who talks a lot!"

She cursed him in a low voice, her face burning as if she had been drunk.

Luo Fengtang scratched his head, looked at her and smiled: "I told the truth..."

"Still talking? Don't say it!" She stamped her foot again.

He nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you if I don't tell you..."

"We'll discuss some things in private..." She added in a low voice.

He was stunned for a moment, then a surge of ecstasy filled his eyes, and he nodded even more vigorously.

"Borrow it, borrow it, don't block the road!"

A round body suddenly squeezed in from behind the two of them.

He had to squeeze through Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

At first glance, it was Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei turned around and glared at Yang Ruoqing fiercely: "Don't be happy too early. We haven't gotten married yet. You may be kicked out like Lan Yatou at any time..."

Before Yang Ruoqing could speak, Luo Fengtang reached out again and took her hand.

He looked at Yang Huamei solemnly, without any warmth in his tone.

"My sister-in-law is worrying too much. As long as I, Luo Fengtang, am still alive, I will never marry anyone other than Qing'er!" he said.

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment and stared at Luo Fengtang with wide eyes.

Then for a while, the plump lips trembled and trembled, looking like they were about to cry in grievance.

Luo Fengtang didn't want to look anymore, and took Yang Ruoqing's hand: "Let's go over there."

"OK!"

Yang Ruoqing happily agreed and let him pull her over there.

When passing by Yang Huamei, she even twitched the corner of her mouth at Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei was so angry that she threw the remaining fruit on the ground.

Just as she was about to catch up with her, Wang Shuanzi stopped her.

"Fourth and fifth brothers have finished paying their respects. It's our turn."

Wang Shuanzi said, also reaching out to take Yang Huamei's hand.

He was thrown away by Yang Huamei.
Chapter completed!