He looked at the inconspicuous grave in front of him without even a tombstone, and let out a long sigh.

"I didn't say it before because I was afraid it would be detrimental to Tang Yazi." Blacksmith Luo said.

"Now that things have happened, I have clearly seen your intentions, Brother Bai. Let me tell you the truth!"

Hearing that Blacksmith Luo finally relented, Bai Laowu was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

He suppressed his excitement and listened carefully to what Blacksmith Luo said about the past.

"My second brother has been restless since he was a child and has never been good at farming. In the words of the locals, he likes to mess around."

"I worked as a small trader, moved goods at the dock, and finally became a private salt dealer."

"Selling illegal salt is illegal. The government came to the village to arrest him, but he got wind of it in advance and ran away."

"This run lasts three years."

"There has been no news for three years. Some people say that he was thrown into prison by the government and was framed to be a prisoner on death row and had his head chopped off."

"Some people also say that he escaped from prison..."

"Some people say that he joined the army, went to the north, and later became a deserter..."

"Until one day, he came back."

"When he came back, it was midnight. He was wearing armor, covered in blood, and holding a baby boy who was not a month old in his arms."

"I asked him where the child came from?"

"He said that he had an affair with a girl outside, and the girl gave birth to him. The girl died during childbirth, and the child had no mother."

"He came back with very serious injuries. He became sick when he came back and died less than a month later."

"On his deathbed, he told me the truth."

"That child is not his biological child, but the child of an important person."

"Who the big shot is, my brother didn't say."

"He entrusted me to raise this child. This sweat towel was originally used to wrap the child."

"My brother asked me to keep this secret and not let the children know about it. Just let him grow up peacefully like other children in the village, marry a wife, have children and become a farmer."

"Said this was also the big man's last wish before he died..."

After Blacksmith Luo said all this, he couldn't bear it anymore and lay on his brother's grave and burst into tears.

Brother, this life is all for this child.

And he himself, in order to raise this child, never married.

In his heart, although he knew that this child was not of the old Luo family's blood, in his heart, he had already regarded him as his biological son.

It's been like this for eighteen years.

He is very tight-lipped and does not dare to drink too much of his favorite wine.

I was afraid that I would be drunk and accidentally spill the beans.

Now, when the dust is blown away, the dust is revealed, and it is revealed to the light of day by a third person.

Blacksmith Luo couldn't describe what he felt.

Relieved?

It's more of a panic.

I am worried that this child who has been with me for eighteen years will be snatched away by others!

Beside the grave, after hearing everything Blacksmith Luo said, Bai Laowu was in shock and couldn't recover for a long time.

ecstatic?

right.

Because he has determined that the person lying in the grave is not Luo Xiaozi's biological father.

Then, Luo Xiaozi's biological father must be someone else.

And the prince’s master is the most suspicious.

only……

"Brother Luo, from what you just said, the big shot who entrusted the child to your brother is a woman?"

Bai Laowu noticed this and asked again.

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "It should be."

"Because my brother said that as soon as the big shot gave birth to the child, his enemies came to kill him."

"The big shot asked my brother to take the child and escape as far away as possible!" Blacksmith Luo said.

Bai Laowu nodded and looked down at the yellow sweat scarf embroidered with purple dragons in his hand.

This sweat scarf is made of texture, embroidery work, and the dragon that represents the majesty of the royal family.

It can be speculated that the owner of the sweat towel must be a member of the royal family with a distinguished status.

But in the years that I have been with the prince’s master, I have never heard of any aristocratic woman that the prince was close to?

It is even more impossible for a woman to give birth to a child for the prince.

However, Mr. Luo has such demeanor and appearance.

It’s basically a replica of Wang Ye!

Moreover, the wolf head mark on Mr. Luo's butt is exactly the same as the wolf head pattern on the jade pendant worn by the prince!

It is estimated that eighteen years ago, a big shot in the north gave birth to Luo Xiaozi.

Eighteen years ago, the prince happened to be leading troops to fight in the north!

Are these all coincidences?

Bai Laowu doesn't think so.

If Xiaozi Luo's biological mother can be found, then all the truth will be revealed.

Maybe the prince's whereabouts will become clear.

Unfortunately, it has been eighteen years since Luo Laoer died, and all clues have been interrupted here.

Come on, Bai Laowu is very satisfied with having gained so much from this trip.

He walked forward and knelt down in front of Luo Laoer's grave.

"Brother Luo, I, Bai Laowu, kneel to the sky and kneel to the heaven, my prince and master, whose parents belong to me. Now, I, Bai Laowu, also kneel down for you."

"Thank you for risking your life to bring Mr. Luo back. I kowtow to you!"

Bai Laowu put his hands on the ground and kowtowed three times to the grave bag.

Then, he turned around and said to Blacksmith Luo: "Brother Luo, you have worked hard to pull our young master along for the past eighteen years. Please accept my respect!"

"Brother Bai, you can't..."

Blacksmith Luo wanted to stop him, but Bai Laowu had already bowed down.

Blacksmith Luo looked moved, and he helped Bai Laowu up.

Bai Laowu said to Blacksmith Luo with a serious face: "Before I find the prince's master, I beg Brother Luo to continue to guard me about the life of the young master."

Blacksmith Luo nodded vigorously: "I understand!"

Bai Lao Wu also had a moved expression on his face, and he held Blacksmith Luo's hand tightly: "As long as I, Bai Lao Wu, live for one day, I will definitely protect the safety of the young master."

"If the young master is ambitious, I, Bai Laowu, will definitely do my best to assist the young master in achieving a career!"

…

Lao Yang's family.

When it rains, people in the village don't have to go to work in the fields. Most of them stay at home to sleep or make some cakes and other things to eat.

This year's newly threshed wheat was ground into wheat flour, and the early rice was harvested.

On this rainy day, sitting at home making wheat flour cakes and rice flour cakes is a recreational activity for the villagers.

After making cakes, they would also give them to people with good friendships in the village, or give them to neighbors.

No, Mrs. Sun made wheat flour cakes and gave a portion to the Sun family in the yard next door.

One copy was given to Osmanthus fragrans in the village and several friends of her family.

In addition, Yang Ruoqing was sent to deliver some to the old house.

Six wheat flour cakes, four for Lao Yangtou and Tan, and two for Bao Suyun.

Because she is pregnant and has a big belly, she feels hungry from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing delivered the wheat flour cake to Tan's house first.

At that time, Lao Yangtou was not in the house, and Mrs. Tan was lying on the bed sleeping in the rain.

"Put it on the table, your mother is interested."

Mrs. Tan also said something special.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, left the east room and went to the backyard to deliver cakes to Bao Suyun.
Chapter completed!