"boom!"

The wine bowl that Blacksmith Luo was holding suddenly fell to the table.

"My hands are shaking after drinking too much, but I'm fine..."

Blacksmith Luo explained hurriedly and quickly straightened the wine bowl.

Bai Laowu also smiled: "Brother Luo, I know it's a bit presumptuous for me to ask this, but I can't help it."

"To be honest, Mr. Luo's facial features are 80% similar to that of an old friend of mine!"

"I came here this time because I have official duties. Secondly, I just want to take a detour to Changping Village and ask you about the life and death of Mr. Luo..."

Blacksmith Luo smiled dryly.

"There are a lot of people who look alike in this world."

"My Tangyazi's facial features look like Brother Bai's old friend. Hey, this is Tangyazi's blessing."

"However, there is nothing to say about his life. The whole village knows that he is the son brought back from outside by my second brother. He was the son of my second brother..."

"Brother Luo!"

Bai Laowu interrupted Blacksmith Luo.

"Then let me ask you again, you and your second brother should be about the same size and appearance, right?" Bai Laowu asked.

Blacksmith Luo was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"According to this theory, Brother Luo should be somewhat similar to you, Brother Luo, but the fact is, he is nothing like you at all!"

"On the contrary, it is exactly the same as that of my old friend. I have to doubt it!"

Bai Lao Wudao.

Blacksmith Luo blushed: "Tang Yazi looks like his mother..."

Bai Laowu interrupted Blacksmith Luo: "Brother Luo, people in the village say that your second brother brought Mr. Luo back from outside. If you bring him back, it's two different things than your own!"

"I want to hear the truth..."

Blacksmith Luo stood up suddenly, looking a little annoyed.

"Why are you like this?" Blacksmith Luo asked.

"I respect you as the military leader of my Tang Yazi family, and you are not bad to him, so I invite you to have a drink and have a heart-to-heart talk!"

"I've said everything that needs to be said. Tang Yazi is the son of my second brother and a descendant of our old Luo family. Don't mess around with me anymore!"

Bai Laowu also stood up.

"Brother Luo, if you have anything to say, please say it. Don't be upset. I have no bad intentions..." he explained.

Blacksmith Luo was obviously impatient.

"I still have something to do. Brother Bai, you should go back to Lao San's house to rest. I'm sorry I can't entertain you anymore!"

Is this an eviction order?

Bai Laowu nodded angrily.

"Okay, then, Brother Luo, you should be busy first, and we'll have a drink together later," he said.

Blacksmith Luo said nothing.

Bai Laowu sighed and left.

He left with his front foot, and Blacksmith Luo closed the main room door tightly.

It wasn't until he was the only one left in the room that Blacksmith Luo returned to the table with heavy steps.

He filled his bowl with wine and brought it to his mouth with trembling hands.

After all, I was not in the mood to drink anymore, and all that was ringing in my ears were Bai Laowu's previous words.

Blacksmith Luo put down the wine bowl, his face turned pale with panic, and something complicated was surging in his eyes.

Over the years, he has always kept in mind his brother's instructions before his death.

He planned to take that secret into the coffin, and he had no intention of telling it even to Tang Yazi.

I have no other thoughts, I just hope that this child can grow up safely and live a stable life.

This was the second brother's entrustment before his death.

But now, Bai Laowu came to the door.

Blacksmith Luo felt flustered and uneasy.

I wonder what Bai Laowu’s real intention is?

Although you are nice to Tang Yazi on the surface, are there any bad intentions hidden behind it?

The more Blacksmith Luo thought about it, the more unsure he became. Bowl after bowl of boring wine was poured into his stomach.

I don’t know how much I drank.

I don't even know when I'm drunk.

It wasn't until Luo Fengtang came back after a long journey and opened the door that he found that his uncle had slipped under the table and was sleeping soundly like mud...

…

The affairs of the Zuo family were resolved, and the evil Pang brothers were also beheaded. Yang Ruoqing was in a good mood.

In order to thank Bai Laowu for his help, she was busy making delicious food to reward Bai Laowu.

A whole hare was skinned and roasted on a charcoal grill.

Mrs. Sun was busy making home-cooked dishes, allowing Bai Laowu to have a feast again.

Early the next morning, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang left the house with hoes, winnowing leaves and wooden buckets.

The two of them came to the large rice field at the entrance of the village and chose a small ditch.

Luo Fengtang used a hoe to dig out a lot of soil on the side to block both ends of the small ditch.

Then two people each held a bucket and stood in the ditch to scoop the water into the rice fields on the side.

In less than half an hour, it was almost scooped out, leaving only a shallow layer of muddy water just up to the ankles.

The two of them changed their pickets and fished in the muddy water.

It's like sweeping a big ladle back and forth when cooking hot pot.

All the small fish, shrimps, crabs and so on that were stranded in the ditch were caught.

"Haha, crucian carp, mullet, yellow pepper diced, crayfish, crab, loach, there are so many..."

Yang Ruoqing went ashore and counted the trophies in the barrel, her mouth tilted to the side with joy.

Luo Fengtang rolled up his trousers and continued to fish while standing in the ditch.

Seeing her happy look made him very happy too.

"At noon, the military leader is in good luck again!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

With the current conditions at home, if you want to eat fish, you have to spend some money to go to town. What big fish can’t be bought?

However, this kind of wild fish caught with your own hands tastes more delicious!

"Tangyaozi, if you keep fishing hard for a while, I will make you a large portion of braised fish this noon."

She stared at the results in the barrel and calculated them carefully.

"As for the loach, just cook it with tofu."

"Crabs are used to make crab roe buns..."

"Oh, I can't help it, I can't help it anymore, my saliva is almost drooling..."

When lunch was put on the table, Bai Laowu's eyes widened as he looked at the exquisite farm dishes in front of him.

"Qing'er, how did you cook this loach tofu? Oh my god, it's beyond imagination!"

Bai Laowu looked at the loach tofu in front of him with a look of novelty on his face.

The tofu was cut into medium-sized cubes and did not fall apart at all after being cooked.

But the loach got into the tofu.

The fragrance of tofu and the deliciousness of loach are connected by high temperature, oil, salt, onion and ginger, and finally achieve qualitative sublimation.

The soup was milky white, like rice soup.

Bai Laowu was reluctant to use his chopsticks.

"Qing'er, this loach burrows into tofu, you have to teach Uncle Bai a lesson later, and I want to let it burrow through too!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "No problem!"

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing greeted Bai Laowu to sit down, and Yang Huazhong walked in from the door of the hall.

Before dinner, Yang Huazhong went to the old house and invited Lao Yang to come over for a drink.

Now, he is the only one back.

"Dad, where is my grandfather?" Yang Ruoqing asked quickly.

Yang Huazhong shook his head.
Chapter completed!