Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1121

"Later when she came to the county town, she hooked up with a lot of men, and it cost one hundred yuan to do something. I'll be a pimp."

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

"This time, she wants to marry someone so that she can take over his family property..."

Ma Dafu poured beans out of the bamboo tube, and poured out all the details of Ma Shi.

No matter how much Mashi scolded on the bed, she couldn't stop her.

In the end, Ma Shi was so angry that he was about to foam at the mouth.

All the villagers watching in the house were angry.

"Although our Majia Village is small, it can't accommodate such rat shit!"

"That's right, that's outrageous, no wonder the village sports in our village have been bad for years!"

"Throw them out, and they are not allowed to stay in Majia Village..."

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

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

Without eating or drinking for two consecutive meals, he just leaned on the bed blankly, staring at the tent ceiling in a daze.

No matter who tried to persuade him, he didn't say a word, and kept that look all the time.

This made Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi very worried.

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

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

"Uncle looks 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, "Short-term pain is worse than long-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.

"Tang Yazi, Qing'er..."

A weak voice came.

The two followed the prestige and saw Wang Cuilian, the widow of Wang Cuilian, appearing at the door holding a bowl.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly stood up, with a look of joy in his eyes, and greeted him.

"Auntie, why are you here tonight?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing also followed, smiling at Widow Wang.

Widow Wang glanced at the two men, and then at Blacksmith Luo's door.

"I've heard about Brother Luo, don't worry, come and have a look..."

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Auntie, you have a heart..."

"Your uncle, how is the situation going?" Widow Wang asked in a low voice.

The look of worry in the corners of his eyes and brows couldn't be concealed.

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

"Ah?" Widow Wang frowned.

"I made some glutinous rice cakes for him, you send them to him, see if he can eat..."

The woman handed over the bowl.

The golden glutinous glutinous rice cakes are all clean, which makes people feel very appetizing.

Yang Ruoqing turned her gaze, and said: "Auntie, we don't even eat when we send it to uncle, why don't you send it in by yourself and help us persuade us, will it work?"

When the widow Wang heard this, her face showed embarrassment.

"I'm a widow, isn't that bad?"

"Oh, we're all here, Auntie, please help us, otherwise my uncle will starve to death!" Yang Ruoqing begged.

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

Hurry up and beg together.

Widow Wang had no choice but to bite the bullet and take on this job.

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

The two laughed heartily.

Widow Wang is good, if she can be matched with Blacksmith Luo, it would be a good choice!

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

The sound was so low that Yang Ruoqing couldn't hear clearly when she pressed her ear against the wall.

Looking at her gecko appearance, Luo Fengtang couldn't laugh or cry.

After a while, the widow Wang came out.

"How is it? Has my uncle eaten?" Luo Fengtang hastily greeted him and asked.

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

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

"Thank you, Auntie!" he said.

Widow Wang smiled gently: "Compared to what your uncle used to help my family, this little favor is nothing."

Yang Ruoqing rushed over: "Auntie, I beg you one more thing!"

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

Yang Ruoqing said: "My uncle is like this, we have nothing to do with him, it's thanks to you that he only ate a little."

"Auntie, if you are free these few days, come over twice more and help us persuade uncle, okay?"

This time, without Yang Ruoqing's winking, Luo Fengtang hastily agreed.

In the end, Widow Wang couldn't resist the plea of ​​the two of them, so she had to comply.

……

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

Every morning, come over to deliver porridge to Blacksmith Luo.

In the evening, come again to deliver food 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 a lot of weight, with a few white hairs protruding from his temples.

After this serious illness, the whole person seemed to have aged a few years in an instant.

However, there was no confusion and anger in his eyes, and they were replaced by plainness.

Every day, I work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and it is the same as before.

Walking in the village, I greeted everyone as usual.

Everyone sympathized with what happened to Blacksmith Luo, and there was a tacit agreement not to mention the matter of the Ma family in front of him.

And Blacksmith Luo himself did not inquire about the news of the Ma brothers and sisters with others.

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, so he invited Luo Tiejiang and Luo Fengtang over.

Why?

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

After the meal, Mrs. Sun cleaned up the dishes and took the children to the backyard.

He left the hall to Yang Huazhong, Yang Ruoqing, and the Luo family.

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

"Brother Luo, I'm keeping you here tonight. I have a few heartfelt words, and I want to chat with you." Yang Huazhong said.

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

"If it's for the Ma family's affairs, don't mention it again in the future, just treat it as my old brother who had a ridiculous dream!"

"I woke up from my dream now, let's move on with my life!" Luo Tiejiang said.

Yang Huazhong said: "Brother Luo, we are so happy that you 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 bad, we want to draw a red line between you and her..."

"What?"

Blacksmith Luo was so startled that he almost choked on a sip of tea, and coughed for a while before subsiding.

(End of this chapter)