Yang Ge was stunned, "Huh?"
The old man spoke leisurely, "She said she fled from disaster at home, but how could a girl from a family escaping famine turn out to be as beautiful as she is? And to just happen upon us, what are the odds in this whole wide world? I figured right away she must have come for you."
Yang Ge was even more confused, "Then why did you still let her stay in the inn?"
The old man looked at him with a "are you dumb" expression, "What does it matter what trick she's playing? She's still a person, right? Don't the old saying go, 'marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog'? As long as she enters the Yang Family's house, wouldn't she have to depend on you afterward? They are just fishing, we take their bait and just not get hooked!"
The old man's eyes might seem dim, but his mind was clear within.
Yang Ge couldn't help but laugh and cry, "You... you've turned wicked, haven't you?"