Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

After listening to Yang Yuqing's uncle's words, Fu Zhenghong thought for a moment and said, "Here's what we'll do. I'll give you a thousand yuan and find you a few people. You can all go to Beijing together and find an opportunity to bring her back to marry me. Once she comes back, I'll give you a ten thousand yuan dowry, plus the two thousand you already have!"

Yang Yuqing's uncle's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Okay, I agree. As long as the money and people are in place, I will set off to find them first thing tomorrow morning."

Fu Zhenghong said to one of his underlings at the next table, "Daqiang, take a few men with you tomorrow and go to Beijing with him. Make sure you bring him back for me!"

Da Qiang put down his wine glass, nodded, and agreed, "Yes, Young Master Fu, we will definitely bring the person back!"

Yang Yuqing's uncle didn't continue drinking. After telling Daqiang where his house was, he went home.

When he got home, he went to his mother's room and said, "Mom, guess who I ran into today?"

The old lady rolled her eyes at her good-for-nothing son and said, "Are you fucking sick? How am I supposed to guess who you've run into? Spit it out!"

Yang Yuqing's uncle immediately said with a grin, "Tonight, the son of our county's deputy county head invited me for drinks. Mom, guess who he's got his eye on?"

The old lady rolled her eyes again: "What? Does the deputy county magistrate's son have taken a fancy to me, who's going through menopause? What's with that eye-rolling? How am I supposed to know who he's interested in if you don't tell me? It's not like he's interested in you, is it?"

Yang Yuqing's uncle rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. He said to Yang Yuqing's grandmother in an annoyed tone, "Mom, when are you going to get rid of this habit of talking nonsense? We were drinking today when the deputy county magistrate's son came to me with two bottles of Moutai. He said he's taken a fancy to that good-for-nothing Yang Yuqing. Mom, he said he's willing to offer a dowry of 5,000 yuan. That's an astronomical price, Mom. And he's already prepared all the furniture, appliances, house, and car."

The old lady gasped when she heard this. In an era where the bride price is usually a few hundred yuan, five thousand yuan is an astronomical price!

And then there are home appliances, furniture, houses, and cars. If that good-for-nothing girl marries into that family, wouldn't she be living in a paradise?

She rolled her eyes and said to her youngest son, "Youngest son, you see, it's better to let your eldest brother's daughter, Yang Yuzhu, marry that good-for-nothing into the family. Why don't you go and talk to that deputy county magistrate's son? Yuzhu's big butt is definitely good for bearing sons."

Yang Yuqing's uncle rolled his eyes again and scoffed, "Mom, what are you thinking? With Yuzhu's cross-eyed, flat nose, catfish mouth, and big buttocks, even if you stripped her naked and put her in someone's bed, they would kick her out as a monster."

The old lady slapped her youngest son on the back of the neck and scolded, "How can you talk about your niece like that? Why don't you talk about her good points? Why don't you talk about her big breasts, big butt, bow-leggedness... and how she knows how to be charming?"

She paused, then continued, "You're driving me crazy! So what if I'm cross-eyed? Cross-eyed people can see things clearly. So what if I have a flat nose? A flat nose means I'm less likely to get hit by a door. A catfish mouth means I can eat from all directions and won't starve. Damn it, so in your eyes, your niece has absolutely no redeeming qualities?"

Yang Yuqing's uncle said with a mournful face, "Mom, please spare me! If you take Yuzhu there, they'll beat me to death. They'll definitely think I'm going to get revenge on him."

The old lady asked, "Are you really going to Beijing to pick her up tomorrow? Beijing is so big, do you think you can find that good-for-nothing brat?"

Yang Yuqing's uncle nodded: "Don't worry, Mom, we'll definitely find her! I know their company is called Moying Entertainment. We'll just ask about that company when we get to Beijing, and then we'll wait for her outside. If she comes out, we'll just load her up and bring her back. She'll have to marry him whether she wants to or not. If all else fails, we'll make her go sing to pay off her debts."

And so, Yang Yuqing's uncle, along with a few people arranged by the deputy county magistrate's son, drove a minivan to Beijing.

Yang Yuqing's uncle is now riding high, with a thousand yuan in his pocket from Fu Zhenghong and five hundred yuan from his mother.