The smile on his face vanished without a trace, his eyes narrowed and glared in this direction.

Oh my god, you look even uglier when you're not smiling.

Yang Ruqing quickly retracted her gaze, feeling a pang of pain in her heart!

Mr. Fang snapped his chopsticks on the table.

Then he stood up, put his hands behind his back, and glared fiercely at Yang Ruoqing's side before leaving with two attendants.

Here on the table, everyone let out a sigh of relief.

“I hate people like this, thinking they're something special just because they have a couple of stinky dollars!” Li Da’er said angrily.

"If I were still the kind of punk I used to be, I'd have slapped him good this morning!"

Chang Geng patted Li Da'er's shoulder: "When we're out and about, it's best to avoid trouble."

"A strong dragon can't subdue a local snake, who knows what that young master's background is!" he said.

Yang Ruqing took over the conversation: "We don't start trouble, but we're not afraid of it either. We won't take advantage of others for no reason, and we won't let others take advantage of us easily!"

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"Well, the young lady from the East House is right," said Li Da'er.

The young man who just tried to curry favor unsuccessfully and left in a huff, he’s obviously a narrow-minded person.

"You're saying he won't come to pester our young mistress again, are you?" Li Da'er asked.

Chang Geng's face, which had just eased a little, instantly became serious again.

“Let's eat quickly, and go back as soon as we finish!” Chang Geng said.

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“I'm full, I won't eat anymore, let's go back!”

Li Yuzhu quickly got up and said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him.

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Yu Zhu Ge's age, he is at the perfect time to eat.

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Among those who had previously complained about not eating enough, he was one of them.

I haven't eaten much yet, and I have to leave.

She saw Li Yuzhu's concern in her eyes and smiled faintly: "It's nothing, you sit down and eat slowly."

Soon, everyone finished their meal and walked out of the teahouse towards the inn.

Now, nightfall had descended. The streets of the small town in the South were strung with lanterns.

One after another, they illuminate all around like daylight.

On both sides of the street, the stalls of the night market were one after another.

On the street, there were many people speaking different dialects. Obviously, merchants traveling from north to south and east to west all transferred here.

"Uncle Chang Geng, I want to browse around here and buy some things to take back."

Yang Ruqing turned to Long Geng who was walking beside her.

Since leaving the winehouse, Chang Geng and Li Da'er walked on either side of her.

Apparently, Yang Huazhong is not here. Chang Geng Shushu is treating her like his own daughter and protecting her.

Upon hearing Yang Ruohong's words, Chang Geng glanced around.

Colorful and flowery things are indeed what girls like.

The man couldn't bear to go against Yang Ruqing's wishes, nodding his head: "Alright, uncle will accompany you."

On the side, the eyes of the other men had long been attracted by these colorful things.

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It's too hot to go shopping during the day, but it's cool at night.

Everyone had divided the money and all wanted to take some things back home for their parents, wives and children.

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Then, Yang Ruqing said to everyone, "Let's all go for a stroll together and buy some gifts to bring back to welcome our relatives."

Okay!

The crowd's emotions surged once again. The unpleasant incident that had occurred earlier in the teahouse had vanished without a trace.

Three gathered in a group, five in a gang, all heading towards the stalls they liked.

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Asking, bargaining, back-and-forth haggling...

Chang Geng and Li Da'er always stayed by Yang Ruqing's side.

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"Uncle Chang Geng, aren't you going to bring anything back home for your aunt and Xiaoyu?" Yang Ruqing asked curiously.

Chang Geng shook his head: "It's enough to have food and clothing."

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Yang Ruqing secretly stuck out her tongue.

This man is truly a kindred spirit to her old man, Yang Huazhong.

No wonder Guihua's aunt and Sun were chatting together. They always talk about how honest Long-Geng is, he doesn't understand anything fancy or pretentious.

Haha, honest men won't win women's hearts.

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But, the honest man cared about his family! He went back and turned in every single copper coin of silver, not a penny less. That was more valuable than all the flashy things in the world!

“Big ears, why don't you buy anything? Get some flowery cloth for your wife.”

Yang Ruqing egged Li Da'er on again.

Li Dayao also shook his head as if he didn't know what to do.

"I'd like to bring something back to please her, but that woman, she nagged me at the door before I left, reminding me over and over."

"Don't let me spend money recklessly, and don't allow her to take anything..."

Upon hearing what Big Ears had to say, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

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“Your sister-in-law is just saying one thing but meaning another, she’s worried about you working so hard to make money!”

She said.

"If you buy it back, she'll be sure to be happy."

"Really?" Li Da'er's ears twitched, and his mind raced.

Yang Ruqing nodded very affirmatively.

Li Dahu thought about it: "Alright, then I'll buy two jars of this local wine for my father-in-law. I'll first coax the old man into a good mood, and my wife will also have face."

"I just came from over there, and I saw an old man selling wine. He was selling the osmanthus wine made in this area!" Yang Ruqing said.

Three people went that way together. An old man was sitting by the road, his back against a half-man-high altar.

Just as he was selling wine.

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The three of them tasted a few sips of wine and all thought it was good.

Then the old man took out several empty gourds, each about the size of an adult's fist.

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Li Da'er bought a jar of for his father-in-law.

Yang Ruqing bought four altars at once.

These are for Old Yang, Old Sun, Lu Tiejiang, and Wang Hongquan.

Chang Gung still doesn't want to spend money needlessly.

However, Yang Ruqing bought the wine jars, all of which he snatched and carried in his hands.

As the three were about to head back, a man emerged from behind a tree with a red lantern hanging on it and stopped a woman who was out shopping at the night market.

“It’s the young master Fang from the teahouse before!”

Li Dahu had sharp eyes and immediately recognized the man.

"My goodness, this boy is really bold! He dares to harass a young lady on the street..."

"Looking at her attire, she's not a girl, but a daughter-in-law," Chang Geng corrected Da Er's words.

Big Ears waved his hands: "Oh, it's all the same anyway, it's just teasing. That's too much!"

"That young daughter-in-law is alone, and now that she's been caught, it's hard to leave. What should we do?"

Seeing that young Master Fang drag the young bride to a secluded corner, Chang Geng frowned and asked.

Yang Ruqing looked at Chang Geng in a little surprise.

Though he is low-key and doesn't want to cause trouble.

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However, the honest and kindhearted man could not bear to see such a thing.

In him, she saw the shadow of her old father Yang Huazhong.

Yang Ruqing said: "Let's not be hasty, let's see and then talk."

Thus, the three of them hid behind a large tree on the edge and just happened to hear the conversation between the two people in the corner.

Before Fang Gongzi could finish his words, Yang Ruqing didn't have time to hear.

All I heard was the young master raising a hand to slap his new wife: "Five wen?"

The young daughter-in-law flushed red, glared fiercely at Master Fang, gritting her teeth.

"Tsk! A few measly coins? As if that's something to brag about! This old lady isn't someone who cares about such trivial things!"

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