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On the way back, Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo were so depressed that they didn't even have the strength to hold the reins, let alone talk.

Fortunately, the horse pulling the cart was smart. It went back and forth so many times without their control. It pulled them in the direction of Changping Village on its own.

Looking at the carriage that was gradually disappearing and finally submerged in the night, Dabai's face darkened.

He said to Hongmei beside him: "You obviously stopped using the medicine yesterday, why do you have to delay it for a whole day before you lie?"

Hongmei stood in the corridor, with a proud smile on her face under the red lantern above her head.

"I just want to consider it properly. It's safer to have an extra day, so that the two kids won't come to trouble me if they have any drinking problems."

Dabai turned his head and looked at her again, frowning: "My third uncle and the others are gone. I am the only one here. Are you sure you want to fool me too?"

Being stared at by Dabai like this, Hongmei felt guilty for a moment.

But then she turned down her face, stamped her feet and said, "Okay, I admit it, I just deliberately delayed it for one more day, to make those two little brats hungry for one more day, and to make your third uncle and the others anxious for one more day."

"Why don't we just postpone it for a day? Can't we drink rice soup and noodle soup? We are starving to death!"

Dabai raised his hand and pointed at Hongmei: "You..."

Hongmei rolled her eyes at Dabai: "What am I? I did this all for you? Don't you think about who made you go to jail for several months?"

"Isn't she that good cousin of yours? She also instigated the government to inspect our shop and almost made us live on the street!"

"That's right, we can't beat them. They are awesome and powerful."

"But now this kind of thing has happened to us, and they are asking for help from us. If I don't take this opportunity to retaliate, I will feel unbalanced! Are you just balanced?"

After some questioning, Dabai was angry and annoyed, but he couldn't argue, let alone blame Hongmei.

Because Hongmei did all this to help him get revenge.

"My mother recommended you, otherwise Third Uncle and the others wouldn't have thought you could do it." Dabai remembered what Yang Huazhong had said to him before, and then said to Hongmei: "Go to bed early tonight, and we will go back to the village early tomorrow morning.

Don’t make it difficult for our mother.”

Hongmei twitched her lips and said, "Your mother would really make trouble for me. Even though her eldest grandson can't be fed, she still wants me to feed others."

"She has two mouths all at once. Your son won't be hungry later. If you ask her, don't yell at me like this!"

Dabai smiled bitterly: "My mother and my third uncle and the others have a deep love for each other as brothers and sisters. It's impossible for me to leave you alone at this time."

Hongmei asked Dabai again: "How many times should I go back and feed them tomorrow? You won't leave me at the Luo family and let me feed their two children full-time, right?"

"Then I'm not happy about it. The work is tiring and all it consumes is my nourishment. Unless they give me money, the money cannot be less. If it's less, I won't do it. I'll do it whoever wants to do it!"

"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet. What are you doing in there? Are you leaving me alone outside?"

"Dabai, you heartless..."

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The spiritual horse pulled Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo back to Changping Village in the dark night, stopped at the entrance of the Luo family's yard, and then kicked its hooves on the spot and snorted.

It was only then that Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong suddenly came to their senses.

"Ah? This...is here now?"

Yang Huazhong opened the curtain and looked outside, and immediately saw the lantern hanging under the door of Luo's courtyard.

Blacksmith Luo sat in the car, looking at the familiar door of his home, frowning, not feeling the slightest joy of returning home.

"Third brother, why don't I want to get off the car so much? What's going on?" Blacksmith Luo raised a tired face and asked Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong smiled bitterly, "We both feel the same way. It's not that we don't want to go home, but we don't dare to go home!"

"Hey, get out of the car, brother blacksmith, we are gentlemen, we have to face what we have to face, otherwise the old ladies at home won't get into trouble?"

Yang Huazhong patted Blacksmith Luo on the shoulder and got out of the car first.

Blacksmith Luo raised his hand and rubbed his sore and numb face. He also got out of the carriage, touched the horse's head and said, "Wash more, old man. I'm hungry. Bring us back. Let's go home and feed you some."

You should also rest forage!"

Entering the front yard of Luo's house, I saw that there were lights on in the main room, but no one was there.

"It must be in the bedroom in the backyard." Blacksmith Luo told Yang Huazhong.

It was late at night, and everyone in the village should have gone to bed. The two women and two children must have stayed in the dormitory.

"Why don't you hear the children crying? Are you tired of crying?" Blacksmith Luo asked again doubtfully.

Yang Huazhong thought for a while, "It's possible, or it's possible that we're far away and can't hear you. Let's go and have a look in the backyard."

The Luo family's yard is very large, with a rockery built in the backyard, many trees planted, corridors, pavilions...

It's a pity that things have happened one after another at home during this period, and no one is in the mood to take care of the backyard.

As a result, the backside looked very desolate and decayed, with a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

Blacksmith Luo led the carriage to the stables to settle down, and Yang Huazhong went directly to the backyard bedroom to find Sun and the others.

As a result, when we arrived at the backyard, it was still quiet.

Now, Yang Huazhong was even more puzzled, and at the same time, he felt more and more sad.

The two children probably fell asleep after crying until they had no strength. Poor babies, they were all born with silver spoons in their mouths...

When he arrived at the door of the bedroom, Yang Huazhong coughed in a low voice and called Sun's name again.

Soon, Mrs. Sun tiptoed to the door of the bedroom. When she saw Yang Huazhong standing in the yard, Ms. Sun ran over in surprise.

"Dad, are you back? Where's the blacksmith brother? Is the road going well?" Sun held Yang Huazhong's arm and asked repeatedly.

Yang Huazhong nodded, but did not dare to look at Sun's expectant eyes.

But he still told Sun the result in a depressed manner: "Hongmei...can't come until tomorrow morning."

"Ah? Tomorrow morning? Will she come over?" Mrs. Sun asked again.

Yang Huazhong was surprised for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Mr. Sun.

Sun's face did not show the disappointment he expected. She had no reaction to Hongmei's inability to come over tonight. Her focus was on whether Hongmei could come over tomorrow.

"Well, we agreed to send her back tomorrow morning," Yang Huazhong said again.

Mrs. Sun smiled, "That's good, that's good. The kids will have something to drink tomorrow."

Now, Yang Huazhong was even more confused, "Are the kids hungry at night? How can we endure this long night!"

When Mrs. Sun heard this, the curve of her mouth deepened a little, and she pulled Yang Huazhong aside and said, "Don't worry about the baby, daddy. The two babies just came back and they were full, especially the little one.

My stomach is round and full, I guess I won’t be hungry this night.”

"What? What did you eat? What did you eat?" Yang Huazhong was surprised and happy, and his breathing became rapid.

Just as Blacksmith Luo had settled his horse and came over, he was stunned when he heard this.

Then Mrs. Sun said with a grateful face: "Zheng Xiaoqin, she is such a kind person. She actually sent Jiang Xianjun over to ask us to hold the baby for a drink."
Chapter completed!