"Later, when we arrived in the county town, she hooked up with many men. She paid a hundred cents for a job, and I was here to pimp her."

"One day she met blacksmith Luo from Changping Village. She saw that his money bag was bulging, and she made up her mind."

"This time, she wants to marry someone so that she can seize their wealth..."

Ma Dafu poured beans out of a bamboo tube, and all the details of Ma's family were completely poured out.

No matter how much Ma scolded her in bed, she couldn't stop him.

By the end, Ma was so angry that she was foaming at the mouth.

All the villagers watching in the room were angry.

"Although our Majia Village is small, we can't tolerate such rat droppings!"

"That's right, that's right. It's so immoral. No wonder our village's fortunes have been bad year after year!"

"Kick them out and don't allow them to stay in Majia Village anymore..."

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

In Changping Village, Blacksmith Luo was shocked by the news and immediately fell ill in bed.

He didn't eat or drink for two consecutive meals, and just leaned on the bed in a daze, staring at the ceiling of the tent in a daze.

No matter who tried to persuade him, he remained silent and remained that way.

This made Yang Huazhong and Sun very worried.

"Qing'er, did I do something wrong?"

In the main room of the old Luo family, Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice.

"Uncle is like this, I'm so worried..."

"Tangyazi!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted him.

"You did nothing wrong, don't blame yourself," she said.

And stretched out his hand to gently hold Luo Fengtang's hand, "The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. You are doing this for your uncle's benefit. Give him some time and he will definitely figure it out!"

Luo Fengtang nodded and was about to open his mouth.

A figure came in from outside.

"Tangyazi, Qing'er..."

A weak voice came.

The two of them looked around and saw Widow Wang Cuilian appearing at the door holding a bowl.

Luo Fengtang stood up quickly, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and stepped forward to greet him.

"Auntie, why did you come here this night?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing also followed and looked at Widow Wang with a smile.

Widow Wang glanced at these two people and then at the door of Blacksmith Luo's house.

"I heard about Brother Luo. I'm worried. Come and take a look..."

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Auntie, you are serious..."

"Your uncle, how are you doing right now?" Widow Wang asked in a low voice.

The worried look in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not be hidden.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "I haven't eaten for two meals."

"Ah?" Widow Wang frowned.

"I made some glutinous rice cake for him. You can give it to him and see if he eats it..."

The woman handed over the bowl.

The golden-yellow glutinous rice cakes are all clean and make you very appetizing.

Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes and said, "Auntie, I won't even eat it if we send it to my uncle. Why don't you send it in yourself and give me some advice by the way? Is that okay?"

Widow Wang looked embarrassed when she heard this.

"I live as a widow, isn't this bad?"

"Oh, aren't we all here? Auntie, just do it and help us, otherwise my uncle will really starve to death!" Yang Ruoqing begged.

He also secretly winked at Luo Fengtang, and Luo Fengtang immediately understood.

He also quickly begged for help.

Widow Wang had no choice but to take the job.

Seeing Widow Wang enter Blacksmith Luo's house, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other in the main room.

The two of them smiled knowingly.

Widow Wang is a nice person. It would be a good choice if she and Blacksmith Luo can be brought together!

The two people waited patiently in the main room, not knowing what Widow Wang said to Blacksmith Luo.

The sound was so low that Yang Ruoqing put her ear against the wall and couldn't hear clearly.

Luo Fengtang looked at her gecko appearance and couldn't laugh or cry.

After a while, Widow Wang came out.

"How is it? Has my uncle eaten?" Luo Fengtang hurried over and asked.

Widow Wang smiled slightly and said: "It's easy to persuade, but I finally ate a glutinous rice cake."

"That's good, that's good!" Luo Fengtang said.

"Auntie, thank you very much!" he said.

Widow Wang smiled gently: "Compared to how your uncle helped my family in the past, this small favor is nothing."

Yang Ruoqing ran over: "Auntie, I want to ask you one more thing!"

"What's the matter? Qing'er, tell me." Widow Wang said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My uncle is like this. We can't do anything with him. Thanks to you coming here, he ate a little."

"Auntie, if you are free these days, please come over a couple more times and help us persuade our uncle, okay?"

This time, without Yang Ruoqing's wink, Luo Fengtang quickly agreed.

In the end, Widow Wang could not resist their pleas and had to agree.

…

In the next few days, Widow Wang really fulfilled her promise.

Every morning, come and deliver porridge to Blacksmith Luo.

At night, come over and deliver a meal to Blacksmith Luo.

She deliberately avoided the sight of the villagers in order not to cause gossip.

Neither Luo Fengtang nor Yang Ruoqing knew how Widow Wang tried to comfort Blacksmith Luo.

On the fifth day, Blacksmith Luo finally walked out of the house.

He had lost weight all over, and a few white hairs had appeared on his temples.

Due to this serious illness, my whole body seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

However, the confusion and anger no longer existed in his eyes, instead they were replaced by calmness.

Every day, I work at sunrise and rest at sunset, just like before.

When walking in the village, I greeted everyone as usual.

Everyone sympathized with Blacksmith Luo's plight and had a tacit understanding not to mention the Ma family's affairs in front of him.

As for Blacksmith Luo himself, he never asked others for information about the Ma family siblings.

In order to celebrate Blacksmith Luo coming out of the shadows, Yang Huazhong prepared a sumptuous meal at home at night.

He didn't even invite Old Man Sun, but invited Blacksmith Luo and Master Luo Fengtang to come over.

Why?

Because after dinner, Yang Huazhong and the others wanted to discuss something with Blacksmith Luo.

After the meal, Mrs. Sun cleared away the dishes and took the children to the backyard.

The main room was left to Yang Huazhong, Yang Ruoqing, and the Luo family.

Yang Huazhong made Blacksmith Luo a bowl of tea and sat down.

"Brother Luo, I'm keeping you here tonight. You are my brother. I have a few words from my heart and I want to chat with you." Yang Huazhong said.

Blacksmith Luo looked at Yang Huazhong: "Third brother, I know you are all caring about me."

"If it's for the sake of the Ma family, don't mention it again in the future. Just think it's a ridiculous dream that I had, brother!"

"I've woken up from my dream now, let's go on living the rest of our lives!" Blacksmith Luo said.

Yang Huazhong said: "Brother Luo, we are so happy that you can think so."

"However, this is not what I want to discuss with you tonight," he said.

Blacksmith Luo was surprised and looked at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong continued: "Sister-in-law Wang Cuilian is not a bad person, we want to draw a red line between you and her..."

"What?"
Chapter completed!