"Mei'er, Mom wants to ask you, has your menstrual period happened in the past two months?" Mrs. Tan then asked.

Yang Huamei was stunned for a moment: "I'm a woman, so of course I come every month. Mom, you are so stupid to ask this!"

Tan said: "No, that's not what I meant. I want to ask..."

"Mom, what exactly do you want to ask?" Yang Huamei was a little impatient.

Mrs. Tan also gave up and said, "Now that you are married and sleep with Shuanzi, it will be time for you to conceive and have a baby."

"If there is no movement for a long time, there is something wrong, and it must be treated as soon as possible..."

Yang Huamei was so surprised that the candy coins in her mouth fell out.

"Ah?" She blinked.

He quickly shook off the remaining candy in his hand, then picked up the hem of his shirt and put his hands in it, rubbing it all around.

"Mom, I'm not pregnant with a baby yet?"

"Look at me touching it, it seems to have gotten a little bigger..."

She said with a novel look on her face.

Mrs. Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled Yang Huamei's hand out of her clothes.

"I'm a silly girl!"

"If you have menstruation every month, you definitely won't be able to get pregnant!" Mrs. Tan said.

Yang Huamei curled her lips.

"Why are you so anxious? Only by taking your time can you conceive a good baby."

"Look at my fourth sister-in-law, I don't even dare to see her give birth to such a freak!"

Tan said: "Don't talk about that freak, it's bad luck!"

Yang Huamei stuck out her tongue, "Okay, okay, I won't say."

Outside the house, the voices of Old Yangtou and Wang Shuanzi could be heard.

He probably came here to urge Yang Huamei to go back.

Mrs. Tan quickly grabbed Yang Huamei's hand and warned again: "Mom has reminded you about menstruation. You should be more careful later."

"A hen that doesn't lay eggs is not a good hen, and a woman that doesn't have babies is a fake woman and will be rejected by her husband's family!"

"Meier, remember, remember, mother is still looking forward to having her grandson in her arms soon!"

…

The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, and the spring scenery is bright.

The construction of the new house is in full swing...

On this day, Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong found Yang Ruoqing together.

"Qing'er, you mean to inlaid glazed tiles in the middle of the tiles in that house, right?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing was observing the slope of the artificial lake at that moment.

Hearing this, he nodded: "Yes, inlaid with glazed tiles, the light in the room will be brighter. What's wrong?"

Yang Huazhong said: "There are no glazed tiles for sale in the town, so we have to go to the county town to buy them."

Yang Ruoqing hummed: "When do you want to use it? I'll go to the county town to buy it."

Blacksmith Luo said: "In a few days we will be cutting rapeseed and threshing wheat, and the fortifications will have to rest for a few days."

"Why don't I go to the county town today, stay there for a night, and just buy it back tomorrow," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It works. We need a lot of goods. Let the shopkeeper of Liuli Shop send a carriage and horse to deliver them."

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "Yes, I know."

Yang Ruoqing took out the money again and handed it to Blacksmith Luo.

Blacksmith Luo refused, but in the end he could not resist her.

…

The next afternoon, Blacksmith Luo came back.

"Uncle, why do you want this carriage? Where are the glazed tiles?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Blacksmith Luo said: "The quantity of goods we want is large, and the shopkeeper can't produce that much at the moment."

"I paid him a deposit, and he went to transport the goods first, then said he would deliver the goods to the village later."

"Send it within two days, no more than three days," he said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing felt relieved.

At this time, I noticed that there was a middle-aged man coming with Blacksmith Luo.

The man's face was ordinary, without any special features, the kind that you wouldn't find in a crowd.

The clothes he wore were also very simple, half new and patched.

Following Blacksmith Luo, with a submissive look, he looked like an honest farmer.

"Brother Luo, who is this brother...?"

Yang Huazhong, who was standing next to Yang Ruoqing, was the first to ask.

Blacksmith Luo turned his head and looked at the man beside him, with a grateful look on his face.

"This is brother Ma Dafu, but he is my great benefactor..."

Blacksmith Luo said.

"Yesterday, when I arrived in the county town, it happened to be evening. I was so hungry that I went to a roadside noodle stall and ate a bowl of noodles."

“When I was checking out, I didn’t know what was going on and couldn’t find the money.”

"I'm penniless, how can I deal with this?"

"At that moment I suddenly heard someone shouting 'catch the thief'."

"Oh, that thief has my money bag in his hands!"

"I want to chase him, but that thief runs so fast that I can't even catch him."

"The people on the side didn't help me stop it. Fortunately, brother Ma Dafu came over from there at that time, and he helped me recover the money bag."

"Brother Ma Dafu was having a fight with that thief, and the thief even cut his arm with a knife..."

After hearing what Blacksmith Luo said, Yang Huazhong felt worried for a while.

The man stepped forward, held Ma Dafu's hand and said, "Brother Dafu, you are such a warm-hearted and good man!"

"Brother Luo is my relative. If you help him, you are helping me."

"Quick, quick, please come to the house, please come to the house!"

Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo welcomed Ma Dafu into the main room.

Yang Ruoqing followed behind and looked at Ma Dafu's back.

She habitually thought about it in her mind.

Are there really so many warm-hearted people in this world?

Or do you have ulterior motives?

From this first glance, I can't see anything bad.

Maybe, I am too worried?

Shaking her head, Yang Ruoqing also followed into the main room.

…

Yang Huazhong wanted to keep Ma Dafu here to eat.

Yang Ruoqing found an opportunity to call Yang Huazhong to the backyard and whispered to him.

"You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others. Dad, you'd better ask that person for details," she said.

Following the example of Yang Huaming's friend from the quarry last time, Yang Ruoqing had to be careful about these strange visitors.

Yang Huazhong understood.

"Don't worry, my dear, if you don't tell me, dad will ask."

At the wine table, Yang Huazhong was persuading Ma Dafu over wine and food, while at the same time inquiring about Ma Dafu's details.

For example: Where do you live?

Who else is in the family?

And Ma Dafu also said them all one by one.

After going back and forth, Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo had both heard of that village.

"Oh, it turns out that the elder brother who went to our village to forge iron in the early years and lived outside the ancestral hall was you?"

Ma Dafu looked at Blacksmith Luo excitedly.

"Brother Luo, do you still remember? There was a little girl who gave you sesame cakes twice that time?"

Blacksmith Luo thought about it carefully, then slapped his thigh suddenly: "Hey, I remembered it, it really happened!"

"Hahaha, that little girl is my sister!" Ma Dafu said.

"Ah?" Blacksmith Luo opened his eyes wide.

"I was twenty-five or six at that time, and that little girl was only in her teens."

"Now that fifteen years have passed, have the girl and her children grown up?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.
Chapter completed!