Throughout history, in the past, in the middle of the night, except for the gentleman of Liang Shang, who came to report the funeral, the only one who kicked the widow's door at night was left.

Although the leader of the Yang family is eager for quick success and instant benefits, he is not a stolen person. He is not interested in stealing people and money. His mood at this moment is probably equivalent to paying a death.

The Yang family manager took the lead in walking to the door of the side courtyard cottage and repeatedly confirmed to the clan leader whether he was going to knock on his granddaughter's door on this fifth day.

"Knock!" Yang Song leaned over the tip of his nose slightly and spit out a word.

The time and location are now very awkward. Although it is still the Yang family’s mansion, the leader of the clan led a group of people to block the narrow yard with an attitude, which made him feel awkward.

Du! Du! Du! Du! Du! The knock on the door in silence is strange and nervous.

"Who!" Ma Rui leaned against the bed, and had heard footsteps outside the door. At this moment, he pretended to be lazy, with the anger that was disturbed by Qingmeng: "Can you let someone sleep?"

"Young Master Ma Rui!" The Yang family manager was obviously sleepy, but he took a deep breath and tried to keep his energy excited. His voice was raised to the back of his head, and he squeezed out a smiling face that Ma Rui could not see, and shouted in a whisper: "My family leader invites you and your wife to go to the front hall to enjoy morning tea, and I hope the young master will appreciate his face."

At the fifth day of the day, it was the strongest night before dawn. The chickens had not crowed yet. At this moment, I would like to have morning tea, which is mostly not sincerity but sickness.

"No need." Ma Rui's mouth twitched slightly, and he refused patiently and politely: "Thank you, the leader Yang Meiyi, who was tired and tired when getting off the boat, and was tired. Thank you for your gratitude."

This is a bit of negotiation skills. Whether it is the class teacher or the unit leader, you always have to lead someone to talk to your office and enjoy the treatment of home battles. Even if the leader Yang is standing outside the door, he wants Ma Rui to step out of the house and enter the space belonging to the leader of the Yang family, so that he can better exert his momentum and seize the opportunity.

Unfortunately, Ma Rui had known everything in the garden. Now that the other party has something to ask for, of course Ma Rui has the final say!

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Song came prepared and asked his servant to throw a stone to ask for directions. But he spoke out. Although he refused, he did not refuse people, so he quickly stepped forward to take the conversation: "Beer is rare to go back to her parents' home. This first meal cannot be missed with etiquette. I have sent someone to carefully prepare breakfast and tea. It's better to arrange it in the yard on the spot and ask my grandson-in-law not to dislike you!"

The Yang family leader’s routine is that whenever he invites someone to dinner, he always doesn’t like to stay in the house well and has to ventilate everywhere and be shining on all sides.

Fortunately, Ma Rui had experienced it three times before and had long guessed the idea of ​​the patriarch. This was a compromise strategy for the other party. The yard was neither Ma Rui's home court nor Yang's home court. Everyone should not take advantage of the situation.

"Husband doesn't like cold food. You can wait for a while and send it to the house." Yang Shibei responded in time.

As soon as Ma Rui came back from the garden, he consulted some countermeasures with Yang Shibei, but concealed the matter about the fictional master and only talked about the relationship between the Yang family and the Shanhe Sect. However, for Yang Shibei, these are not important. As long as she could see the defeat of the Yang family, she would be extremely satisfied, even if her surname was Yang.

"Uh... OK." Since I had something to ask for, Clan Yang could only agree obediently.

Clan Chief Yang's preparations were sufficient. After going back in the third hour, he reorganized his mood and appearance, and urged the chefs to get up to work. Even the tables and chairs were ready and they could be moved into the yard at any time.

However, although it took two hours to prepare, the first step in the plan went wrong, which made Clan Chief Yang sigh that it was unfavorable and a little worried.

The candlelight in the house was lit, and it sounded like the couple had just gotten up. But of course, only Yang Shibei was busy. After all, the two had ambiguous dual cultivation, and only one person needed to take off their clothes and feel the heat.

With Ma Rui's instructions, Yang Shibei deliberately slowed down her movements and dressed up slowly. She not only lifted the corner of her skirt to her waist, revealing her long green onion legs, but also wanted to lift it up one by one, like rubbing a ball of white flour.

It was not until the sound of coughing sounds outside the door and the sound of strolling back and forth due to anxiety that Yang Shibei opened the door slowly.

"Class leader, uncle, father, good morning!" Yang Shibei pretended to be surprised and bowed slightly, and turned sideways and asked the servants outside the door to come in one by one with the vegetable box in their arms.

The three outside the door were the greatest sincerity of the Yang family this time. The patriarch, the future patriarch, and even the last heir were present. However, they were left outside the door for a long time, and the momentum and posture that had accumulated had collapsed. Except for the patriarch Yang, the expressions of the rest were all depressed.

"Oh, I haven't seen each other for a few days, Bei'er is getting more and more beautiful!" The scene was a little cold. Clan Chief Yang laughed and pretended to be extremely natural and followed the servant who was sending morning tea into the house.

After saying hello, Yang Shibei pretended to ignore it, but instead paid more attention to the snacks and tea in the vegetable box.

"What is this? Take it!"

"This, take it away!"

"Is the kitchen so that it's impossible to see candles? How can you put such an ugly thing on the table?"

Previously, Ma Rui speculated that the leader of the Yang clan would prepare some stepping stones such as gifts, and specifically told Yang Shibei that he could be picky and provocative, and he must suppress the other party in terms of momentum and pick out the shortcomings of the gifts, so he would not have to owe that kindness.

The result was disappointing. Without gifts, Chief Yang actually brought some morning tea!

This undoubtedly made Yang Shibei even more angry and nonsense. She clearly had something she had eaten at home for more than ten years, but she had to pick out a lot of problems.

Of course, it is not wrong to say that Ma Rui is indeed not interested in these carved steamed buns.

The head of Yang clan smiled and looked at his granddaughter with a doting look, as if the loving elders were tolerant of the child who was stubborn and had no anger. Yang Shibei's father had no expression, and he didn't know if it was too tired to get up early, so he ignored everything around him. Only Yang Shibei's uncle looked ugly when he entered the door. When he heard his niece's endless ridicule, he finally couldn't help but argue: "You have only had a few days of food at the Ma family? You will be tired at that time!"

In fact, this is true. Most of the foods taste delicious at first are fresh, and many people often have no feelings about the food they eat every day.

But this is so harsh to Yang Shibei!

Because Yang Shibei has only had one breakfast at Ma’s house since she married Ma Rui!

Isn't this a provocation?

"I'm thinking about you! Don't you enjoy it if you have a few left?" He deserves to be Mrs. Yang's daughter, and there are some things he doesn't need to be taught at all. He didn't arouse conflicts for a long time. The next sentence in anger ignited the atmosphere in the room.

Yes, how many left are there in the Yang family? When will the sharp sword hanging above the Yang family fall?

The uncle changed his face instantly. If he hadn't discussed with his father before coming, he would probably have exploded at this moment. Ma Rui's father-in-law rarely raised his eyelids, glanced at his daughter, and then looked at his son-in-law. His expression was a little nervous, but he still didn't say anything.

From Yang Shibei's words, the leader of the Yang clan already knew that all the strategies he prepared would fail, because the young man who looked sleepy now leaned against the bed must have known his purpose!

The leader of the Yang clan would not guess that the other party was learning about the current situation by eavesdropping, but he was more convinced that his grandson-in-law understood all this because the mysterious master judged the situation. However, the only doubt was that since he knew the current relationship between the Yang family and the Shanhe Sect, why did the two of them still take the initiative to run to the Yang family’s mansion?

"You all go down." The servants who were accompanying him first took off, and the leader Yang sat tremblingly on the side of the round table beside the door.

Yang Shibei's boudoir was not big, and even if all the servants left, the five people in the room seemed crowded, especially because there were not enough seats, and the round table was equipped with only four stools.

Ma Rui sighed inwardly that Yang Shibei was a little anxious. Whether on the bed or on the table, she was always so straightforward, which led to not following her own pace. She had to slap the spirit of the Yang family and make the other party unable to help but speak first. This is a good opportunity for negotiation.

"Bi'er, come and have something to eat." Since this is the case, it's better to be the first to speak out. Ma Rui sat opposite the leader Yang without hesitation, facing the door, which is the master's seat. He ignored the two elders who were still standing and greeted his wife casually: "Sit!"

According to common sense and custom, it is obvious that if there is someone in this room to stand, it must be Yang Shibei.

However, as soon as Ma Rui spoke, he showed his voice in the room.

Yang Shibei was not polite, and sat down, but didn't speak - everyone knew that she had been fed abortion pills, which led to the final infertility. How could Yang Shibei still eat Yang's food?

"Next time Mr. Ma is coming to visit, please be sure to notify you in advance! Look at these teas prepared in a hurry, it seems that I am not sincere enough!" The leader Yang was polite, as if the elders were concerned, but he raised his doubts in a vague way: "It's a turbulent time now, why do you couple have time to go back to Chuiyun Shou to sit?"

The leader of the Yang clan only knew that Shi Ang took his sister to Chuiyun Town, and did not bring Yang Shibei and Ma Rui at the same time. Moreover, they could live in the Yang family's residence freely, so they thought that these two had nothing to do with the Shanhe Sect, and they had no idea that there were other disciples of the Shanhe Sect.

"Beer's mother is back, I'll come and take a look." Ma Rui's eyes lit up. It sounded like the leader Yang didn't know much! That would be even simpler, and he directly led the topic to the mountains and rivers.

After thinking about it again, the great disciple of Shanhe Sect called Wu Dayong the mentor, and just now I learned that Wu Dayong and Shi Ang were not in harmony. In this way, the relationship between the great disciple of Shanhe Sect and Shi Ang was not much better.

No wonder the thin man who used to call Shi Ang's sister, Mrs. Yang, was "the young man with a slut". It turned out to be for Shi Ang.

"Oh... She has been in some trouble recently, and I guess Young Master Ma knows it too?" Sure enough, the leader Yang couldn't sit still, looking anxious and heartbroken. Those who didn't know thought that the old man was working hard to rescue his daughter-in-law.

"I have a little misunderstanding with the Shanhe Sect!" Ma Rui said lightly: "But with the history teacher, my mother-in-law should be fine, and her family is easy to talk to!"

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly and snatched before the leader Yang.

It was Ma Rui's father-in-law.
Chapter completed!