Chapter 39 The Matter of the Old Luo Family
After receiving Sun's words, Luo Fengtang felt a trace of gratitude in his eyes, but he did not run away. Instead, he glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who was blocking the way with a fierce look on his face.
The fat girl from Aunt Yang’s family is really fierce when she gets angry!
Luo Fengtang thought secretly in his heart.
Here, Yang Ruoqing saw that her mother had spoken. Even though she was unwilling to do so, it was not easy to offend her mother's face.
She secretly sighed in her heart, what a dumpling. She glared at Luo Fengtang fiercely: "In the future, it's better not to nail the rabbit trap on the outside of the forest. If it traps my and my mother's feet next time, I will Go inside I’m going to sue you and confiscate your bow, arrows and prey, do you understand?”
Luo Fengtang’s eyes widened and he subconsciously clenched the bow and arrow in his hand. This bow and arrow are what he depends on for his survival, so he can’t lose them. !
This fat girl is not only fierce, but also difficult to deal with!
Especially when she spoke, she puffed up her cheeks and stared, with her hands on her waist. She didn't look like a girl at all, just like... like that tigress!
"Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear it? Next time, even if my mother can spare you, I won't do it!" Yang Ruoqing was most dissatisfied with the absent-minded look of the young man in front of her, and raised her head A fleshy palm poked Luo Fengtang's shoulder.
Luo Fengtang came back to his senses, frowned, and said in a low voice: "I know."
Difficult girls are not easy to offend, why can't they hide away if they can't offend them? Luo Fengtang clenched his bow and arrow, turned around and disappeared into the depths of the forest like a gust of wind.
Here, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but curl her lips as she faced Luo Fengtang's back. Turning around, she squatted at Sun's feet, gently lifted up Sun's sleeves and looked at the wound that was broken by the rabbit snare again
"You girl, you are as big as sesame seeds and mung beans." Why are you holding on to Tang Yazi?"
Ms. Sun looked down at Yang Ruoqing with a dumbfounded tone.
"If I don't tell him something serious now, there will be another time if I don't protect everything. Our land is near this forest. From now on, we have to enter this forest every two days. It will be a big problem if there are rabbit snares on the soles of our feet. ! This is once and for all! "
Yang Ruoqing said without raising her head. After checking Sun's wounds, she looked at the nearby weeds and bushes and searched.
Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, her eyes lit up, and she hurried over and dug in the bushes, pulled out a three-leaf grass, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it.
Mrs. Sun came back to her senses, whispered and hurried over to stop her: "Qing'er, what are you doing? You can't eat these weeds casually! You are hungry, let's go to our house, and my mother will cook it for you. Rice!"
Yang Ruoqing put the chopped grass in her mouth, waved her hand towards Sun, and said vaguely: "It's not about eating..."
Under Sun's surprised gaze, Yang Ruoqing mixed the chewed grass juice with the residue and carefully applied it to Sun's injured ankle.
A cold feeling instantly spread across Sun's wound. The burning feeling just now magically disappeared in the blink of an eye!
Sun's face was full of surprise and she couldn't help but ask Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, how did you know that this grass can be used to heal wounds?"
Yang Ruoqing clapped her hands and stood up, smiling. De's eyebrows were crescent: "That day, I saw Uncle Fu applying medicine to my father to stop bleeding. There was this herb in the box, and I happened to see one growing there, so I took it to learn how to use it. Hehe, I was really fooled."
Ms. Sun smiled happily, her daughter said: This guy is really not that smart, he just remembered it after reading it just once.
"Mom, it's getting late. Let's go home. Dad is home alone, so I'm afraid he'll be impatient!" Yang Ruoqing leaned over and picked up the heavy basket next to her, and then freed up one hand to pick up Sun's bag tied with thatch. Songmao: "Let's go !”
Sun nodded, picked up the two people’s hoes and put them on her shoulders. She took two steps and turned around, looking deep into the forest in the direction where Luo Fengtang disappeared. , sighed lightly.
"Tang Yazi, it's not easy!"
"Mom, why is it not easy for him?" On the way home, Yang Ruoqing heard Mrs. Sun sighing again, So I casually inquired about it with Mrs. Sun.
Sun said: "Tangyazi is also a poor boy. He has been an orphan since he was a child. It was his uncle Luo Blacksmith who raised him..."
Yang Ruoqing smoothed out Sun's words. After reading the content, I can get a general idea.
It turns out that this Luo Fengtang is the child brought back from outside by Blacksmith Luo’s brother.
As for the younger brother Luo Tiejiang, he was well-known in Changping Village and even in these ten miles and eight towns in the early years.
However, that is not a good reputation. The second son of the Luo family was selling illegal salt. Later, the government sent people to arrest him. The second son Luo ran away overnight and has disappeared since then.
Some said that he was killed by his gangsters, some said that he was arrested and imprisoned by the government, and some said that he changed his identity and name and joined the army. There are even more outrageous ones, just say He became the king of the mountain and lived in the green forest...
Blacksmith Luo's father and mother left early, and he and his younger brother were dependent on each other. They closed the blacksmith shop and searched everywhere. All the money was spent, and there was no news about his younger brother, so he had to go again. He returned to Changping Village to farm and blacksmith.
Unexpectedly, after five years like this, the second son of the Luo family came back and brought back an infant boy. After giving it to blacksmith Luo, the second son of the Luo family died of illness in less than half a month!
That boy is Luo Fengtang.
People in the village said privately that Luo Fengtang was not necessarily a descendant of the old Luo family. The two Blacksmith Luo brothers are not very big, but Luo Fengtang is tall and big, and his facial features do not look like those of the Luo family.
But everyone only said these words behind their backs, and no one dared to say them in front of Blacksmith Luo.
As for Blacksmith Luo, since the death of his younger brother, he has sent the children back to him, pooping and peeing.
All his life, he has spent his time and energy on his younger brother and his younger brother's children. Now that Blacksmith Luo is middle-aged, his family is destitute, and his marriage is even more hopeless.
“Hey, Blacksmith Luo is a good man. That day your father overturned an ox cart on the river beach outside the town. It was Blacksmith Luo who repaired the iron pulley of the ox cart like me, and he didn’t ask for half of it from our family. Wen Qian!" After saying all this, Mrs. Sun sighed again, "In that house, there is a big man with a half-big man. My boy, there is no woman to take care of the housework, his life is a mess!"
Yang Ruoqing also nodded, "Yes, I just saw the clothes on Tang Yaozi's body, and the color couldn't be seen anymore. And the patches on the shoulders, the stitches look like centipedes!”
"Blacksmith Luo can't make much money from blacksmithing. I heard that his health has not been very good in recent years. The food and clothing at home are all earned by Tang Yazi from hunting in the mountains. Qing'er, I will meet Tang Yazi next time. How about you? Don't be so fierce like this one, he is an honest boy who keeps his mouth shut," Sun told Yang Ruoqing in a serious tone.
Yang Ruoqing raised the corner of her mouth and said coquettishly: "Mom, I am your daughter. You don't feel sorry for your daughter, but you feel sorry for other people's boys. I don't want to obey you!"
(End of this chapter)