On the street, it is estimated that except for brothels and places that are still open, other restaurants and shops have long been closed, and the vendors in the night market have also closed their stalls.

Originally there shouldn't be many people on the road, but Yang Ruoqing saw three or five people coming from the corner of the street.

They all wore the same black robes and black hoods on their heads, with their heads lowered, walking in a hurry, not talking or communicating, just passing by in groups of three or five on the street.

When passing near the restaurant, the person walking at the end suddenly tripped and something fell from his arms to the ground.

It is a book rolled into a scroll.

The moment the man leaned down to pick it up, the cloak on his head fell off, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

The few people who were walking in front stopped when they heard the movement behind them. They turned around and glanced at the middle-aged woman, scolded her, and then hurried away.

Looking at their backs as they walked away, Yang Ruoqing felt a little familiar.

Suddenly, I remembered that in my previous life, I went on vacation to the countryside for a while. On summer afternoons, I often saw groups of country aunts and old ladies walking past in a hurry on the road outside.

There are always several times a week when the weather is windy or rainy.

I felt strange and asked them why they were going there. They said they were going to a nearby church to worship.

When asked what sect they believed in, they all said in unison that it was the 'Chicken Head Sect'.

sweat……

Could it be that the group of women traveling in the middle of the night in front of me are also religious and rushing to go to church?

But the problem is, this is ancient times, and there are only two sects believed in in Daqi now, Buddhism and Taoism.

No Western sects were introduced.

Are these women going to believe in the Black Lotus?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing quickly jumped off the wall and tried to catch up.

Only to find that these women had disappeared.

Forget it, I'll continue squatting tomorrow.

The top priority is to protect her son first, warm his heart bit by bit, and make him willing to open his mind to accept her as a mother.

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing got up early and went to the restaurant kitchen to make vegetable dumplings, steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, egg dumplings, and rice dumplings for her son.

Those stuffed with green vegetables and minced meat, those stuffed with mushrooms and shrimp, and those stuffed with red bean and rose sauce...

It is served on delicate small plates, each of which only holds two dumplings.

Only in this way can our son eat food that is not greasy, has many varieties, and is nutritious.

Naturally, she kept it secret from Chen'er, fearing that Chen'er would not eat it if he found out that his anger was still there.

So I asked the chef named Kang and the secret guard to keep it secret and let them deliver the dumplings to Chen'er's house.

She herself ate some porridge randomly and went to Wa Market in Jianye City with a basket in the morning.

It is close to the sea to the east, and several rivers pass through the city. The locals like to eat fresh products such as seafood.

Yang Ruoqing wants to go to Wa City to buy some of the freshest seafood, and then make delicious food for Chen'er.

She felt guilty after not taking care of her child for seven years, and she wanted to stuff his mouth with the most delicious food in the world, just because he was afraid he wouldn't have such a big appetite.

Let's say that Yang Ruoqing was shopping in the Wa Market and bought fresh and extremely juicy baby abalone, and would make spicy baby abalone for Chen'er at noon.

Then I bought clams and made steamed clam eggs for Chen'er at noon.

I also chopped two pounds of pig ribs, and planned to make a crispy and fragrant sesame grilled pork ribs for Chen'er at noon.

The basket in her hand is getting heavier and heavier, but Yang Ruoqing is still walking forward happily. There is nothing in this world that is more satisfying and meaningful than preparing a lunch for her son.

Not far ahead, a large circle of people gathered around.

There was a fierce quarrel inside the circle, and outside the circle, there were also groups of people whispering and pointing.

Yang Ruoqing was buying vegetables at a nearby stall and heard the stall owner discussing this matter with people nearby.

"The men in that family don't know what kind of cult they believe in. When they are sick or injured, they refuse to see a doctor or take medicine."

"He's just in his prime, he can just carry it and he'll pass."

"The only son in the family is sick now, and he is refusing to see the doctor."

"His mother-in-law secretly went to the doctor to get medicine for the child without telling him. When he found out, he poured out all the medicine and beat his mother-in-law."

"Fortunately, this woman's family has two brothers. I came over here, found him and beat him up. I want to take all the women and children back to my family. The two families are quarreling over there right now!"

The stall owner was talking about this to the people around him, and the people around him were also stunned for a while.

Some of them couldn't help but ask, "What kind of religion do you believe in? Why aren't you allowed to take medicine? You can't heal yourself if you don't take medicine and just burn incense and worship Buddha!"

"That's right, he had to say that it was from their sect, saying that as long as you believe in their religion, you will get better without taking medicine when you are sick. Isn't this nonsense..."

Yang Ruoqing listened to the conversation between the stall owners and the others, and then thought of the women she saw in a hurry last night.

Could it be that these people were bewitched by the Black Lotus Cult?

After buying vegetables, she got up and walked over there.

Sure enough, I saw several men in the crowd pointing at their noses and yelling at each other. Two men were scolding another man.

Although the other man was at a disadvantage in numbers, he kept arguing and his momentum was not weak at all.

His neck was stiff, his veins were bulging, and he was extremely determined in his beliefs.

Faced with the threats from his two brothers-in-law, the man finally screamed to the sky and uttered an earth-shattering sentence:

"The elder is right. You are all evil ghosts from the Nirvana Hell. You came here to cause mischief and want to hinder my religious practice."

"What if my family is ruined? I'm not afraid. I will ascend to immortality soon. When the time comes, I will live as long as heaven and earth. You can just wait and turn into a pile of bones in a few decades, hahahaha..."

After the man said these words, he pushed away the onlookers like a wild beast, laughed wildly and ran away.

His mother-in-law was left with several children and a sick son, and he didn't care anymore.

"Oh my god, what kind of ghost is this that makes him become like this!" The woman hugged her sick son, fell to the ground, and cried loudly.

Others around him were also shocked.

The two brothers-in-law also shook their heads: "Crazy, crazy, this person is really crazy, there is no way to save him..."

Yang Ruoqing returned to the restaurant with the basket in hand.

I was still thinking about the Black Lotus Sect. As soon as I arrived in the backyard, I saw the door of Chen'er's house open.

He stood at the door, listening solemnly to the report from the two secret guards in front of him.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in from the outside, Chen'er's eyes flashed with a flash of light, which was fleeting.

He immediately raised his hand, and the secret guard beside him stopped talking.

Chen'er strode towards Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing Chen'er walking towards her, Yang Ruoqing felt happy.

"Chen'er..."

Chen'er didn't look at her and walked straight towards the front yard.
Chapter completed!