Yang Ruoqing stood up and stopped him: "Dad, if that Sanwu is a gangster, then I won't stop you, but since he is a wizard who knows how to cast poison and do some tricks, if you go so rashly, you are driving him away.

I'm gone, but you can't guard against this dirty trick behind my back."

Sun also came to Yang Huazhong and took one of Yang Huazhong's arms: "Her father and daughter are right, it is easy to hide from open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. Listen to Qing'er and see if Qing'er can do anything good."

No!"

Yang Huazhong was extremely angry. As the leader of the village, he actually allowed evil people to do these things under his nose. If he didn't drive these people away, there would be another bad thing in the village!

"Qing'er, do you have any good ideas?" Yang Huazhong sat down and asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a moment, "I definitely have an idea... but it will take time."

"Then tell me, what can I do? I can't just sit and wait like this, right?"

"Dad, just sit back and wait. When the time comes, you will naturally come on stage."

"Mom, you must stay calm at this moment and don't let the news leak out."

The couple nodded together, "Qing'er, you have to be careful, don't get yourself involved."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Don't worry, if you don't have that diamond and don't do the porcelain work, this matter will be over soon."

…

After taking a shower at night, Yang Ruoqing sat on the bed with her knees crossed, supporting her knees with one hand and her chin with the other, squinting her eyes slightly as if thinking about something.

It wasn't until the footsteps entered the courtyard that Yang Ruoqing changed her position and looked at the jade curtain.

The door was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure opened the curtain and poked his head inside. He immediately met the gaze coming from the tent.

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, "Qing'er, why aren't you asleep yet?"

He deliberately walked slowly, just to avoid waking her up, but he didn't expect that she was still sitting on the bed.

"I couldn't sleep until you came back."

Yang Ruoqing got out of bed and came over.

He raised his hand and touched the sleeves of Luo Fengtang's clothes. They were wet. "I'll find some clothes for you. You can wipe yourself first."

She turned around and went to the closet to find some clothes for him. Luo Fengtang went straight into the bathroom without saying anything.

When he came out after scrubbing, his clean and tidy clothes had been neatly folded and placed on the bed, but Yang Ruoqing was nowhere to be seen in the room.

"Qing'er?"

Luo Fengtang looked around the house, but couldn't find it. He buttoned up his clothes, opened the door and went straight to the backyard kitchen.

It was late at night outside, and everything was dark. Only the light came from the kitchen, which looked extremely weak in the night.

Although it was weak, it was like a spark falling into his chest, where it burned and made him feel warm.

"Qing'er, I knew you were here."

Luo Fengtang pushed the door open and entered the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with steam.

Yang Ruoqing was putting the rolled noodles into the boiling hot water in the pot, stirring them with chopsticks, and closing the lid of the pot.

Hearing the movement behind her, she turned her head and smiled at him: "I also know you can definitely find this."

Luo Fengtang came to the pot table and stared at the steaming lid: "What delicious food are you cooking for me?"

Yang Ruoqing opened the lid of the pot and let him see.

"Noodles in clear soup? I like it!" he said eagerly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "You are tired today. You have traveled so much. I will give you some more ingredients."

She turned around, grabbed two eggs, and tapped them against the edge of the iron pot. The eggshells cracked into pieces, and the yolks and whites flowed out.

Break two eggs into the boiling noodle soup, and they will soon condense into two white and tender poached eggs.

Yang Ruoqing grabbed a few more small pieces of grass inside, covered the pot and continued to simmer.

At this moment, she turned around and said to Luo Fengtang: "You gave my eldest brother's hair to Yu'er, did Yu'er say anything?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Yu'er, please don't worry. She will come to you in three days at the earliest and seven days at the latest."

Yang Ruoqing nodded. She originally wanted to tell him about Zhao Dagou's family, but she guessed that the noodles were almost ready and he was hungry. He would eat first and talk about other things after he was full.

"Come on, eat!"

Yang Ruoqing brought the noodles in front of him.

He held it, took a sip, and praised: "It smells so good. The noodles made by my wife are so delicious. Come and eat together."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "It's not like you don't know me. I don't dare to eat too much at night for fear of gaining weight and not looking good."

Luo Fengtang held the bowl and raised his neck: "She is also my wife when she gains weight. My wife is good-looking no matter what she looks like."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Stop being such a mouthful, eat quickly and eat it while it's hot. After you finish eating, I have something to discuss with you!"

Luo Fengtang sat at the stove with a noodle bowl and started eating, while Yang Ruoqing was busy adding water to the pot and washing the dishes.

Luo Fengtang drank the last mouthful of noodle soup, and Yang Ruoqing came over to take the empty bowl.

"I'll wash it myself."

He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Qing'er, didn't you just say you had something to tell me? I've eaten, you can tell me."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and watched him wash the dishes skillfully. When he started talking about business, she calmed down and told Luo Fengtang about Zhao Dagou's wife Hong Goose.

After hearing this, Luo Fengtang also looked stern and the smile on his face disappeared.

"You actually brought these smoky things to our village. Do you think you are dissatisfied with your longevity?" He said solemnly, gritting his teeth with a look of disgust on his face.

Yang Ruoqing also had a look of disdain on her face, stroking her fingers, "It's true that I hate longevity, but this matter cannot be done forcefully. We have to treat others in their own way and let them reap the consequences.

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Luo Fengtang thought about it for a moment, "Well, that San Wu is different from other young people. He is a wizard and has some dirty tricks in his hands. Even if we are not afraid of him, the villagers in our village are different, so we should avoid using the same method as the rat."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "We have to wait for Yu'er to come back for this matter. Yu'er knows what to do."

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment, "I'll go into the mountains again and bring Yu'er back tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing stopped him: "There's no rush, you have too many places to run around today. Let's go back to the house and rest first. We have to rest first after such a big deal, not to mention these two bed bugs!"

…

Sanwu came out of seclusion, but Yang Yongxian was extremely excited.

He quickly handed over the hair of Yang Ruoqing that he had stolen that day to Sanwu, and also gave Sanwu an old sock of Luo Fengtang that he had stolen.

Sanwu was very satisfied, "With these things, I can start a practice as a teacher."

Yang Yongxian thought of something, and took out a baggage roll from behind and sent it to Sanwu: "Master, this is a good thing I found for you. It is fresh and will definitely be helpful to your cultivation!"

Sanwu put down the socks and hair in his hands, reached out to take the bundle roll, opened it and took a look.

This time, the smile on Sanwu's face finally bloomed like an old chrysanthemum.
Chapter completed!