"Haha, the young master is good." Hu Zi sneered awkwardly, squatted aside, scratched his head and remembered things, as if he was thinking about which girl beside him was better.

Seeing him like this, Yang Tianfeng secretly felt funny and glanced at the two girls hiding in the tent.

The sisters still looked timid, but they were much better than in the carriage. They stared at the black eyes and looked around at the scenery.

"Hey, what are your names?" Yang Tianfeng raised his eyebrows and asked.

The two girls looked at each other, and one of them plucked up his courage and said, "My name is Wan'er, and her name is Juan'er."

"What's this name?" Yang Tianfeng laughed and said, "What's your surname?"

"I heard from the master that his surname should be Chu." Juan'er lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

Yang Tianfeng nodded, sympathizing with them very much. He was sold by his parents since childhood. Not only did he suffer a lot, but he couldn't even confirm his surname.

"Two little girls, you are lucky!" Zheng Laocheng suddenly said: "I heard a few words just now. If it weren't for this, this commander, you would have been given to the Japanese. Then - hehe."

Yang Tianfeng smiled faintly, looked at Zheng Laocheng and said, "The boss of the boat is not at all happy, why do you keep half of your words?"

In fact, Yang Tianfeng felt like a mirror in his heart. In front of the traitor and puppet army, which ordinary person dared to scold the Japanese!

Zheng Laocheng smiled embarrassedly, holding the oar, but he felt very regretful.

The river water was flowing, and the sun had already set in the west, but it was still trying hard to sprinkle light and heat.

"Boss Boss, how long will it take to arrive?" Yang Tianfeng looked at his watch. It was almost four o'clock.

Zheng Laocheng looked at the surrounding scenery, made a rough judgment, and said, "At most, there will be another half hour. Don't worry, young master, you will definitely not let you walk on the night road."

Half an hour, that is, an hour. Yang Tianfeng nodded and asked, "I want to buy a few boats, but I don't know where I can sell them nearby?"

Zheng Laocheng thought for a while and said, "If you want to buy a boat, you can go to Shilipo. In recent years, the mud and sand have accumulated severely, and many people who rely on boats to make a living have changed their careers."

After buying their boats, will they cut off their life when the flood comes? Yang Tianfeng had this idea again. Will purchasing food and saving a group of people indirectly starve many people to death? This is really a difficult question to explain. Perhaps there are too many things in the world that are difficult to distinguish, and if you think too much, you will not be able to do anything.

Take Huayuankou’s dam breaking as an example. The advantageous aspect is that the new Yellow River channel was formed and new natural dangers were formed, thus preventing the Japanese army from advancing westward, causing the Central Plains to defend for another six years without falling, ensuring the safety of the rear. However, the Yellow River flowed eastward, which also caused huge casualties and property losses to the people of Henan, Anhui and Jiangsu provinces.

The two evils are the least and choose between several bad plans. This is the helplessness of the weak country. Not only China, but the Netherlands once flooded its own territory in order to resist the invasion of France; Russia burned even Moscow to defeat Napoleon and defeated Napoleon. The response plan he had come up with hasty is inevitable, but is there a better choice to have the best of both worlds? Obviously, this question does not need to be answered.

As it got dark, Yang Jiayuanzi lit lanterns, especially on both sides of the gate, which were larger and brighter.

This is the third time that Meng Qiulan sent her servants to the gate to inquire whether Yang Tianfeng has returned, but this time the servant brought back good news: the young master just came back and went to see the old lady.

This is the rule, just a circle, and after a few words, I came back. Meng Qiulan thought so. She hurriedly asked the servants to serve the meal and waited for Yang Tianfeng to come back for dinner.

But today is different. Yang Tianfeng hurried back, sending someone to invite Zong Baichuan, while coming to the back house, preparing to persuade Old Lady Yang to support her actions.

The food was just being arranged in the old lady Yang's house. Yang Tianfeng hurriedly walked in, said a few words to the old lady, and then instructed the servants to add another bowl and chopstick.

"Son, these foods are not suitable for your taste, so you should go back to the front house to have a meal!" Old Mrs. Yang said the truth. The dishes on the table were made according to her taste. There was no meat, they were all vegetables, and the heat was relatively old.

"I'll eat here, and I can eat two more bowls with my mother." Yang Tianfeng's mouth was as sweet as honey, because he knew that only by coaxing the old lady well could he do some of the things he had to do.

"Haha, good boy, I know I'm happy to make my mother happy." Old Mrs. Yang's eyes were so slit that she immediately ordered the kitchen to add two more sons' favorite dishes.

During the meal, Yang Tianfeng was really working very hard. When Old Mrs. Yang saw that her son had eaten a lot, she would definitely recover as well as before. She was also very happy.

After the meal, Yang Tianfeng started chatting with the old lady again.

"Shuanzi, don't pretend to be filial here." Old Mrs. Yang said with a smile: "I must have done something big to please my mother so much. I can't tell you that little bit of care."

Hehe, Yang Tianfeng laughed dryly and said, "Mom is so gaze-like, she is so conscious! My son does have something important to tell her..." He paused for a moment, waved his hand at the servants in the room, "You all go down."

Only Yang Tianfeng and his mother were left in the house. Old Mrs. Yang smiled and drank the tea with a serious smile, and said slowly: "I heard from the servant that you brought two little girls from outside, and they looked exactly the same and pretty. Do you want to take over the house again?"

"Mom, where are you thinking? Who is so quick-talking that ruins my reputation?" Yang Tianfeng said aggrievedly: "It's just that I saved it, and my son doesn't have the intention."

"It's better to wait a few years." Old Mrs. Yang nodded and said, "It's not growing yet, I really can't help but struggle."

Yang Tianfeng smiled bitterly, not even the old lady was concerned about the benefits, and she could not get rid of her lustful reputation.

"Tell me, what's the important thing?" Old Mrs. Yang asked casually: "Is there anything more important than asking her mother to hold her grandson? Qiulan has been in our house for a long time. Why is her belly? That female student is pretty good, she has a big butt and can give birth. When will you get married?"
Chapter completed!