"It's strange, my judgment has never been wrong. Has this boat capsized in the gutter?" Yang Ruoqing kept talking to herself on the way out of the theater.

Luo Fengtang said: "If you really want to harm the child, the child won't have that expression."

"Because adults can act, but children's fears and insecurities cannot be acted out. Obviously, no one should bully this child in the theater troupe."

Hearing Luo Fengtang's speculation, Yang Ruoqing nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'd rather be wrong than have this child suffer. If that's the case, then I'm relieved," she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled and raised his hand to rub Yang Ruoqing's head.

"My Qing'er is the most kind-hearted person in the world. To borrow a word from the class leader, good intentions will be rewarded," he said.

"Finding our Chen'er back is the best example, right?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously.

Luo Fengtang said: "You haven't had a few bites at noon. Let's go to the snack shop in front and buy some snacks to fill your stomach."

Yang Ruoqing happily agreed. Suddenly, she turned her head and glanced behind her, with a little doubt on her face.

"What's wrong?" Luo Fengtang asked.

"I always feel like there are eyes staring at us," she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "It's not surprising, there are many pairs of eyes staring at us along the way, Wu Xiong's people, and the spies of the Han army who are hiding in the city..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Haha, it turns out we are so popular, so let them keep an eye on us, they won't show up anyway."

The two of them bought snacks, strolled around the street, and hurried back to the courtyard to take a nap.

Yang Ruoqing cooked in person at night, kneading the wheat flour she bought from shopping in the morning into dough, mincing the pork belly into the filling, beating in the egg liquid, and minced green vegetable foam and shiitake mushroom foam to make the filling.

Make a large pot of steamed dumplings, then brush a layer of oil on the bottom of the pot, put the steamed dumplings in and fry until golden brown on both sides, sprinkle some chives on top to garnish and serve on the plate.

Yang Ruoqing prepared dumplings for herself and Luo Fengtang and gave one to the Ninth Princess.

In addition, some were also given to Vice-General Zhou and Vice-General Xie.

"My wife made the dumplings by herself. Everyone has a try. They taste very good."

Luo Fengtang and Deputy General Zhou praised their wife like this when they were delivering dumplings.

Back in the house, there were three large plates of dumplings, two plates of steamed dumplings and one plate of fried dumplings. Yang Ruoqing ate at most eight, and the rest went into his stomach.

"Is it delicious? Are you full?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang burped with satisfaction, "It's not as delicious as dumplings, and it's not as virtuous as my wife. I'm full, really full, even the gods are not as comfortable as me."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "It's so exaggerated. I've been praised to the heavens."

Luo Fengtang said: "My wife deserves to be praised, and no amount of praise can be given too much."

"You, your mouth is covered with honey. I won't tell you anymore. I'll go to the kitchen and clean it up." She said, then stood up and put away the dishes.

Luo Fengtang also stood up and rushed ahead of her to put away the three empty plates and two pairs of bowls and chopsticks into his hands: "My wife is tired of making dumplings, so take a good rest. Leave the work of washing the pots and dishes to me!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm afraid you are too clumsy to wash it clean."

"Really?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, "Then you need more practice."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then let's go together."

As soon as I walked out of the house, there was movement outside the yard.

Vice General Zhou is here.

"How's it going? Is my wife's craftsmanship good?"

This was the first sentence Luo Fengtang said when he saw Vice General Zhou.

Vice General Zhou was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Madam's craftsmanship is indeed superb, and the dumplings are very delicious."

Luo Fengtang smiled with satisfaction.

Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed. She lowered her head and flipped her hair, then raised her head and said to Luo Fengtang: "General Zhou must have come here to ask you something, so you should get down to business first."

Upon hearing this, Luo Fengtang turned his attention to Vice General Zhou: "General Zhou, what's the matter?"

Vice General Zhou said: "General, there is a man outside, claiming to be from the theater troupe. He said that he had met you during the day and came to see you with something important to say."

In the theater troupe?

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, could they be the class leader?

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Luo Fengtang then said to Vice General Zhou: "Bring the people in."

…

"What's your name? What's the matter here?" Yang Ruoqing looked at the tall man in front of her.

This is the person next to the class leader. When I went to find the class leader during the day, this burly man just happened to come out of the house with the class leader.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, the sturdy man hunched over and said, "In response to the general and his wife, the younger one is named Ahu, and he works in the theater troupe."

"I came here to tell the general and his wife that the child you are looking for today was not brought here by the head teacher."

"The class leader lied to you. That child was brought back from the fishing village by the class leader a month ago!"

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang raised their eyebrows, meaning, hahaha, I thought my vision was wrong.

Unexpectedly, I read it right, that class teacher really has a problem!

Luo Fengtang also gave Yang Ruoqing a look of praise, indicating that Yang Ruoqing would continue the interrogation.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and glanced at the tall man standing respectfully in front of her.

"Tell everything you know. If you dare to lie, you will be killed. If you tell the truth, you will be rewarded!" she said.

Upon hearing this, the sturdy man knelt down with his knees weak, put his head on the ground like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, and told everything he knew.

"Our troupe is an opera singer. We just arrived in Tianhai County last month. We were brought here from the fishing village in the east."

"The Han troops in the fishing village made a fuss. Because our troupe is also poor, the Han troops didn't make things difficult for us."

"The leader of the Han army, Prime Minister Qin, also invited us to go to the fishing village and sing a play for two days. After the performance, we left."

"The child was not there when I left. When I left, the class leader secretly hid the child in costumes and props and took him back to Tianhai County."

"For the past few months in the troupe, the child has been clamoring to leave, and even sneaked in several times."

"Each time, the class leader sent someone to arrest him. The class leader locked the child in the backyard and asked his mother-in-law to help keep an eye on him. He would not let the child go."

"Everyone is guessing who the child is. Some people are saying that the class teacher may be interested in boys. There are various speculations..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruoqing slapped her hand on the table next to her.

"Disgusting, disgusting!" she said angrily.

"Where is the child now? Is he still in the troupe?" she asked again.
Chapter completed!