No matter whose hands this book ended up in, she was finished.

In fact, she would not guess that it was Yang Weili who took the book. She would only think that it should be the same people as in the ancestral home.

"God damn it, damn it." Feng Xiuqin was so anxious at home that she kept cursing.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Quanhai asked with a sigh, "What on earth happened?"

"Which notebook is missing?" he asked. "Tell me what it looks like. At worst, I will buy you a new one."

"Quan Hai," Feng Xiuqin suddenly stopped and hurriedly grabbed Yang Quanhai's hand, "we are husband and wife, and I do these things for our family."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yang Quanhai became a little nervous when she said this, "If you have any problem, tell us and we will solve it together."

"It can't be solved, you can't solve it." Feng Xiuqin cried, "Go to the second brother, yes, go to him, he will definitely find a solution."

No matter what, they and Yang Quanting are a family. If the things in the book are known to others, especially Yang Quanting's opponents, then the Yang family will really be finished.

Their family's current situation depends entirely on Yang Quanting, and Feng Xiuqin knows this very well.

"Tell me first what the matter is?" Yang Quanhai said, "I already gave you money for the ancestral house matter last time, so I can't ask for it anymore."

Yang Quanhai lowered his head and sighed, "It's all my fault."

After saying that, he patted himself and stood up as if resigned to his fate, "Let's go."

The old wife has become like this. Although he doesn't know what it is, it is rare to see her anxious like this.

Feng Xiuqin had always made the final decision in the family. If Feng Xiuqin couldn't solve the problem, they would go to Yang Quanting.

This was what happened at the ancestral home last time. Although she didn't know what it was this time, Feng Xiuqin said she wanted to find Yang Quanting, so Yang Quanhai had no choice but to follow him.

As for Yang Weili, as soon as Yang Weikun said the words "private account", Yang Quanting also walked out of the room.

Then, the whole family's eyes were focused on him.

"What private account?" Yang Quanting said, his eyes falling on the notebook in Yang Weifeng's hand.

Yang Weifeng handed the notebook over and said, "Take a look."

"Where did you get it?" Yang Quanting looked up and asked Yang Weili with a frown.

"The kang hole in the ancestral home." Yang Weili touched his nose and said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to think of the time when he stole Feng Xiuqin's food stamps when he was a child.

"Why did you think of going to that place..." Xu Guizhi asked.

"Someone negotiated terms with me," Yang Weili said, his eyes getting colder. "They said they had evidence of the Yang family, so I came back."

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to care about the affairs of his ancestral home.

"Go and ask your uncle and the others to come over." Yang Quanting said coldly.

Yang Weifeng nodded and went to the living room to make a phone call.

Who knew that the person answering the phone over there was Yang Weichang, Yang Quanhai's youngest son, "Brother, what are you doing with my parents?"

"They should have gone to your house when they went out," Yang Weichang said, "They should be there in a while."

"That's it," Yang Weifeng said, "tell your brother and you both will come to our house."

After saying that, Yang Weichang hung up the phone before he could ask.

"Uncle, they should be here soon," Yang Weifeng said with an unclear expression, "No one was home when I called, and they said they were coming to our house."

Why are you here?

For people in the Yang family, they can guess it without even thinking.

This happened too many times in the past.

"She must have discovered that the notebook was missing." Yang Weikun said, "She's not too stupid."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yang Weili's sneer.

But this time no one in the yard scolded him.

When Yang Quanhai and his wife arrived, the Yang family was having dinner. Except for Yang Weili, who was enjoying the meal, no one else had much appetite.

After dinner, Zhao Yongmei and Liu Juanhao each took their children back to their rooms.

"According to her temperament, she should have at least one more book." Yang Weili said, "I originally wanted to find a land, but I ran out of time."

It was almost dawn, and I was afraid of being discovered.

He was looking at Yang Quanting when he said this, and his meaning was very clear, asking Yang Quanting to find the remaining hidden notebooks.

Yang Quanting didn't say a word, picking up vegetables and eating in silence, but he felt as if he was suddenly older.

First it was about the ancestral home, and now a ledger came out, which really hit Yang Quanting a bit.

Before the meal was finished, Yang Quanhai and his wife came.

Feng Xiuzhen was stunned when she saw Yang Weili in the living room. She had been thinking about who might have taken her notebook, but Feng Xiuzhen had never thought about Yang Weili.

But when she suddenly saw her, Feng Xiuzhen remembered that when she hid food stamps, this boy discovered and stole them.

It was also from that time that she became more cautious, hiding things in three caves and not putting them all in the same place.

Feng Xiuzhen secretly observed Yang Weili.

Yang Weili glanced at her indifferently, and then continued to droop his eyes, as if he didn't see them.

Really no tutor.

Feng Xiuzhen sighed inwardly.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Quanting asked, looking at Yang Quanhai.

Yang Quanhai's first reaction was to go see Feng Xiuqin.

Yang Quanting felt a little chilled in his heart.

Yang Quanhai didn't know anything about such a big thing.

He and Feng Xiuzhen have been married for so many years, don't they still know who she is?

He didn't even know what the person next to him had done. Yang Quanting really didn't know what to say about this big brother.

"That's it...second brother, you have to save me." Feng Qiuqin gritted his teeth and cried.

"Explain what's going on." Yang Quanting asked calmly.

Yang Weili glanced at him and saw that he was still holding a cup of tea and drinking it as usual.

This... made Yang Weili suddenly feel a little unsure.

Will the old man continue to favor them this time?

Just at this time, Yang Quanhai's two sons also arrived. Seeing Feng Xiuqin crying, they asked Yang Quanhai, "Dad, what's wrong with my mother?"

what happened?

Yang Quanhai also wanted to know what happened?

"Yes, auntie, you just cried here without saying anything. My two brothers thought our family was bullying you." Yang Weili said leisurely.

Feng Xiuqin choked.

She couldn't understand why there were so many people here today.

What do you want her to say?

Do you want her to admit in person how she has been using Yang Quanting to benefit their family these days?

"If there is nothing else, you can go back first," Yang Quanting stood up at this time, "You guys who should go to work go to work..."

He also has to go to work.

"I said." After hearing Yang Weili's words, Feng Xiuqin had already guessed that the notebook should have been taken away by him.

He gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground.

"mom."

"Second brother, please help me."

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