Old Yang said, "Qing'er ah, we two seem to have come to the same realization, your mother thinks the same way as us."

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“But your fourth uncle and aunt don’t think that way.” he said.

"What are the fourth brother and sister-in-law thinking?" Yang Huazhong asked, a bit nervously.

“They should be able to see such an obvious truth, shouldn't they? This clearly shows that they don't take our He'er seriously, nor do they take our Lao Yang family and her husband seriously!” Yang Huazhong added.

Old Yang said, "These principles, Lao Si understands. But he can't resist that stubborn little Miss He!"

“That dead girl, she's looking for death but can't find it, she won't marry anyone but Yijinbao.”

After hearing Lao Yang's words, Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong were also speechless.

At the silent moment, footsteps could be heard outside again.

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Next, Yang Huaming also arrived.

Yang Huaming has been frequently traveling between the town and the village lately, but Yang Ruqing hasn't seen him for over ten days. This is because he leaves early and returns late every day, just as Yang Ruqing does.

At this sight, Yang Ruqing was taken aback.

Uncle Si has lost a lot of weight.

Once upon a time, the Fourth Uncle, with his rosy lips, pearly teeth, handsome features, and dashing air, had somehow already entered middle age.

The complexion on this face is sallow due to weight loss, and there are more wrinkles appearing around the face.

The burdens of life, worries and troubles, are like invisible mountains pressing down on his shoulders.

He looked haggard and aged. Standing next to Yang Huazhong, although he was actually four or five years younger than him, he appeared to be older by four or five years.

“Father, Third Brother, Third Sister-in-law, Qing'er, you are all here!”

After Yang Huaming entered the main hall, he greeted everyone first.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, smiled at Yang Huaming, called him "Fourth Uncle", and coaxed the baby Luo Bao in her arms to call him too.

"Si ga ga..."

A one-year-and-three-month-old baby camel is diligently learning to speak.

The pronunciation of the two characters 'ga gong' is inaccurate, so it sounds quite comical when said out loud.

Indeed, even though Yang Huaming's face was clouded with worry, he couldn't help but smile faintly when he heard Luo Baobei's childish and comical voice.

"Hey, baby, be good." He reached out and gently squeezed Luo Bao's hand.

A child's hands are chubby and small.

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Because Luo Baobei has the good habit of drinking goat's milk for a long time, there is still a milky scent on his body.

Yang Huaming was momentarily stunned, clutching the small hand, he suddenly thought of his unborn great-grandson at home.

A man's heart softened by a few points in an instant.

When Yang Ruqing saw Yang Huaming like this, she also vaguely guessed something.

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Sighing, Fourth Uncle was a softhearted person after all.

"Fourth Uncle, please sit down. We were just talking about He'er." Yang Ruqing said.

Yang Huaming came to his senses, nodded, and gently squeezed Luo Bao's hand again. Then he turned and sat down at the table.

As soon as he sat down, his older brother Yang Huazhong couldn't help but start criticizing him.

"My father told me that Yu Jinhao's family was putting on such a spiteful attitude and proposing such harsh terms, you would still agree to this marriage?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Huaming looked up, was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a dejected face.

"The rice is cooked, the wood has become a boat. No matter how bad things get, what can we do?" he said.

"My best friend is determined to get married, she says if she doesn't she will die, one life for two. What can I do?"

"Oh well, children grow up and become their own people. After all, a daughter is eventually raised by another family. That's just how it is, I suppose." Yang Huaming said.

Yang Huazhong and Lao Yangtou didn't know what to say after hearing this.

Whatever you say, it's all pale and powerless.

Huo'er, after all, is Yang Huaming's daughter. Grandpa and Third Uncle, a slap separates by a layer, can't interfere too much after all.

Here, Yang Ruqing listened silently to all this and couldn't help but speak up.

"Fourth Uncle, I ask you, how many portions of dowry did Yu Jinfu offer?" she asked.

Yang Huaming thought for a moment and said, "The bed, tables and chairs, wardrobe, washstand with basin and buckets, tableware, clothes, bedding, shoes and socks, all of them will be prepared as dowry by the bride's side."

Besides, there was also a hidden stash of ten taels of silver.

"So many? Why doesn't he just rob them!" Lao Yang gritted his teeth in anger, his old face contorting with rage.

Yang Huazhong was also shocked.

"As the innkeeper, you wouldn't make more than three or four taels of silver in a month at most."

"This marriage to a Dutchman will drain our family fortune. Little Chrysanthemum, Third Sister, and Young Kang won't survive."

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"Father and Mother, you haven't been offering incense anymore?"

"Jiuer grows bigger each year. You've lived in those three west rooms for so many years, shouldn't it be time to build new houses?"

“You got married and pushed your daughter into a pit, even bankrupting the family. Think this through carefully!”

As for Ho'er, you be ruthless! Yang Huazhong said with some excitement.

Yang Huaming was speechless.

Yang Ruqing said again, "Fourth Uncle, have you ever thought that Yu Jinbao might have set these harsh conditions, especially demanding ten taels of silver as a bottom line, at He'er's own suggestion?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Huaming stared blankly at Yang Ruoqing, momentarily unable to grasp the meaning behind her words.

Yang Ruohua handed the drowsy Luobo to Sun, who was standing beside her, and walked over, saying: “So Luoer wants to squeeze ten taels of silver out of you herself, then take the silver and dowry to live her own life.”

"Won't that happen?" Yang Huaming said.

"It's not me saying this, but with that silly mind of hers, how could He'er have come up with this?" Old Yang also asked.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have a big belly at such a young age because of men, oh!

Yang Ruqing said, "Everything is relative."

"After all, Holland is already thirteen years old. The image we have of her might be different from who she truly is!"

“These, of course, are just my guesses, for reference only, Fourth Uncle. In the end, whether to marry or not, Fourth Uncle, you make the decision. Once you decide, we won't say anything more.” she said.

Yang Huaming sat there blankly, his face a complex expression, probably pondering what Yang Ruqing had just said.

Everyone was silent.

After a long time, Luo Baobei started to get impatient in Sun Shi's arms.

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"The baby is asleep, I have to take her to bed, grandpa, fourth uncle, I'll leave first, you guys continue chatting."

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Yang Ruqing stood up, took the baby from Luo Baobei's arms, and addressed Lao Yangtou and the others.

Old Yang said: “We should go back too. Talking about this over and over again won't change anything. The key is in your fourth uncle’s mind.”

Yang Huaming frowned: "I will go back tonight and think about it carefully. Tomorrow, I will have the result."

So, everyone just dispersed.

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Yang Ruqing took Luo Baobei back to her own courtyard next door.

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Sun said, "Just stay here and sleep. There are ready-made beds and bedding."

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Yang Ruqing thought for a moment, and decided to stay.

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