We agreed to go back the same day, but Blacksmith Luo didn't come back until the sun went down.

Yang Huazhong couldn't sit still.

"No, I have to go find Brother Luo!" he said.

Sun said: "Do you know where to look for it?"

Yang Huazhong said: "Majiacun!"

Sun asked again: "Is it possible that Brother Luo left Majia Village and went to play somewhere else?"

Yang Huazhong said: "No matter where he went, I have to go look for him. I must go to Majia Village!"

Sun said: "That's done, I'll go with you."

Yang Ruoqing came from the backyard and had already changed her shoes.

"Mom, you stay at home and I'll go with my father."

…

The father and daughter drove another carriage out of the yard and onto the road leading to Qingshui Town.

Along the way, everyone I met was farmers finishing their work, but Blacksmith Luo's carriage was not encountered.

"I'm worried that Uncle Luo is drunk." Yang Huazhong said while driving.

The man didn't make the rest of what he said very clearly, but Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting next to him, understood it clearly.

Mr. Ma is a widow, and Uncle Luo got drunk and spent the night at his house.

When the gossip spread, even though the two of them did nothing, Uncle Luo waded deeper into the muddy waters.

It's even harder to get out.

Yang Ruoqing frowned: "Dad, please drive the carriage faster!"

…

Majia Village.

When the father and daughter arrived, the sun had completely set.

In the distance, a small village sits on the roadside.

Turning into a small road, there is also a small pond at the entrance of the village, where several women are washing vegetables and talking.

Seeing a carriage coming in, they all looked this way curiously.

In the countryside of this era, only farmers with decent family backgrounds could afford to raise bullock carts.

In many families, relatives and friends share an ox. Every year during farming time, the ox is extremely tired and has to plow the fields day and night.

Many families don't even have shared oxen. When plowing the fields, men hold the plow and women pull it in front.

Against this background, the sight of a carriage carrying nearly twenty taels of silver entering the village is always eye-catching!

"Auntie, may I ask if there is a man named Ma Dafu in your village?"

Yang Ruoqing asked Yang Huazhong to wait on the carriage and jumped out of the carriage to inquire with a woman by the pond.

The woman said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, his home is at the back of the village. You see a woman tied under the jujube tree in the yard, that's their home."

"Thank you very much."

Yang Ruoqing politely thanked her and turned back to the car.

The carriage started moving again, and Yang Ruoqing heard the whispers of the women behind her.

"Which rich family did Ma Dafu get involved with? Two carriages came into the village looking for him that day..."

…

Majia Village is not big, with only a dozen households.

However, the road conditions in the village are very bad, and there is no way to compare with the bluestone road in Changping Village.

On the road, pig manure, mixed with dirty fallen leaves and vegetable leaves, was everywhere.

At this time, it was time to cook dinner, and some children in the village were playing in front of the house.

When they saw the carriage entering the village, everyone followed it swarm.

Just like that, the carriage dragged a 'tail' and arrived near a small farmyard behind the village.

At a glance, you can see a crooked-neck jujube tree growing in the low courtyard wall.

There is also a carriage parked at the entrance of the yard. Isn't it the same carriage that Blacksmith Luo drove here?

"Uncle Luo really didn't leave!"

Yang Huazhong said, his voice a little urgent but also a little relaxed.

It's a clear day and it's not night yet, so I can take advantage of this moment to take someone away without gossiping.

The two carriages stopped together, and the children hurriedly hid when they saw Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong coming down.

The children were timid and had been watching Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong patting the yard door, and then they hurriedly came out and gathered around the carriage again to take a look.

Here, Yang Huazhong is taking pictures of the courtyard door, and Yang Ruoqing is standing aside waiting.

It was a clear day and the courtyard door was bolted from the inside.

Weird.

After just two shots, Ma Dafu's voice came from the yard.

"Which one?"

Yang Huazhong went to the courtyard wall and stopped.

The man's tall body was half exposed outside the courtyard wall.

"Brother Dafu, it's me, open the door!" Yang Huazhong said.

Ma Dafu stood at the door of the hall and saw Yang Huazhong at a glance.

He was startled for a moment, and there was an obvious trace of panic in his eyes.

Instead of coming over to open the door immediately, he turned around and shouted into the dark hall behind him: "Sister, Brother Yang is here."

Then, he hurried over and opened the courtyard door.

"Hey, girl Qing is here too? Come on, come in and sit down!"

Ma Dafu showed a warm smile on his face and stepped aside to let Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing enter the yard.

Then, he walked to the door of the yard and scolded the children several times.

"Go home, go home, and don't get involved in this commotion!"

The children dispersed in a hurry.

Ma Dafu returned to the courtyard and closed the door tightly.

Here, as soon as Yang Ruoqing entered the yard, she saw a woman tied with a rope under the crooked neck jujube tree.

The woman was sitting on the ground with disheveled hair and gnawing a steamed bun in her hand.

It made a squeaking sound when you chewed it, and there was a pool of wetness under your buttocks.

Apparently he peed.

Yang Ruoqing frowned secretly.

Didn’t I say before that Mr. Ma takes care of his sister-in-law at home? Is this how he takes care of her?

Yang Huazhong also saw this woman. The father and daughter probably thought of something else, so they both frowned.

Ma Dafu chased after him. When he saw this, he hurriedly explained: "I have been staying in the house all this time. Now Brother Luo has come to break into the house. I am afraid that she will cause trouble, so I will let her play in the yard for a while."

.”

Yang Huazhong nodded.

It’s inconvenient to ask about other people’s affairs.

"Brother Ma, where is Brother Luo?" Yang Huazhong asked.

This is the focus of coming here today.

"We have been out here for a day and have no home to go to. We are worried because we are afraid that he will get drunk and fall somewhere on the road..."

Yang Huazhong didn't want his purpose to be too obvious, so he quickly added.

Ma Dafu smiled and said: "You are really a warm-hearted and good person, third brother. You are thinking about Brother Luo so much..."

"Brother Luo sent crucian carp here today, and we are all very happy."

"I asked my sister to braise crucian carp in a pot and drank the realgar wine made by my sister."

"Brother Luo is in a good mood. He drank a few more bowls and got drunk."

"I'm worried that something might go wrong if he goes back in such a daze, so I'll leave him lying in my room for a while. It won't be too late to leave after he's drunk enough..."

I really slept at Ma’s house!

When Yang Huazhong heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Ruoqing felt nervous and walked into the main room.

There are three rooms, with the main room in the middle and a wing room on the left and right sides.

Yang Ruoqing ran toward the room where the snoring came from, and a figure just opened the door from inside.
Chapter completed!