"Go away." The cloud old daddy face has no facial expression of point to the door way.

Cloud woman covers her face, very aggrieved ran away.

After Yun Xiuqing left, his father sat down on the wooden chair beside him angrily. He had been unlucky for several generations before he married such a woman. If it wasn't for Yun Xiuqing's future marriage, he would have divorced her.

Father Yun sighed, then took a sip of herbal tea. He went out of the room and locked the door. He didn't want to see Mrs. Yun again in his life.

Father Yun sat in front of the chicken coop, looking at the chicken that had been quiet, and suddenly remembered that woman Yun had just crawled by his bed to find something. Father Yun frowned at this. How could he forget that woman Yun had lived in this yard for more than 20 years, but she knew everything in the room, including the mechanism in the bed.

At this time, father Yun wondered why woman Yun had been staying at the gate of his courtyard these days. It turned out that she was thinking about the title deed of the ancestral house. There was only one title deed in the mechanism of his bed, which only woman Yun knew except him.

It's a pity that lady Yun's calculation is wrong. Father Yun has already given the land lease to Yun Xiuqing for safekeeping. He's just guarding against this day. Unexpectedly, he's really guarding against it.

Woman Yun ran all the way back to her room. As soon as the door was closed, she began to cry. She didn't expect that father Yun, who had always been cowardly, would dare to beat her for her sake. After crying for a while, she suddenly remembered that she didn't steal the land lease from father Yun's room today. Why did she get a slap for nothing today.

At this time, Yun's father went back to his room, found a word similar to the title deed, began to copy the title deed, and then put the fake title deed into the mechanism in his bed. Now he knows the nature of Yun's wife. If Yun's wife knows that she doesn't have the Title Deed in her hand, she will doubt that Yun Xiuqing has taken the title deed, and will keep looking for Yun Xiuqing's trouble, then he doesn't know If you make a false land lease earlier, you can save Yun Xiuqing's troubles.

In this box, Pu weicang and Yun Xiuqing drove the carriage to the city and came to their shop. Pu weicang directly drove the carriage to the backyard. Yun Xiuqing first jumped out of the car and closed the door of the backyard, and then went to the carriage to carry his luggage.

But when Yun Xiuqing lifted up the car curtain, she found that her baggage was long gone. Yun Xiuqing even knew with her nose that Pu weicang had helped her take it down.

Yun Xiuqing jumps out of the carriage and walks from the backyard to the front shop. As soon as he enters the shop, Yun Xiuqing sees Pu weicang putting her burden on the counter beside him, and then puts the wordless plaque on the table.

Yun Xiuqing was very surprised to see Pu weicang's wordless plaque. The plaque was not a simple piece of wood. Some of it was black, and there were two wild cranes carved on it. The two wild cranes were very lifelike and beautiful: "Pu weicang, where did you get this plaque?"

"This is a hundred year old mahogany I cut in the mountain. It was supposed to be hung at my door, but you've seen my thatched cottage. Such a precious plaque obviously doesn't match my thatched cottage, so I threw it aside. I carved the wild crane on it myself." Pu Wei Cang's face is not red and his heart is not beating.

Pu weicang said these words, but only as a modern man Yun Xiuqing, Yun Xiuqing does not know what wood is good, she only thinks that good-looking wood is good: "so it is, the carving is good."

When Pu weicang heard Yun Xiuqing's praise, he raised his mouth. Pu weicang asked his dead men to look for this plaque in the mountains. It took him a long time to find such a mahogany. Although the mahogany was not cut by Pu weicang, the wild crane on it was carved by Pu weicang himself. Therefore, Pu weicang would laugh so much when Yun Xiuqing praised Happy and honest.