Chapter 1099 A poor man has great ambitions (Second update)


Chapter 1099 A poor man has great ambitions (Second update)

Sun said: "Okay, let's burn it together, so that the ladies can talk to each other."

So, Blacksmith Luo He invited Ma Dafu and Yang Huazhong into the main room to drink tea and talk.

Sun, Ma and Yang Ruoqing went into the kitchen to work.

Ma holds the spoon, with an apron tied around his soft waist, standing above the pot table waving the spatula.

Mrs. Sun was sitting at the door of the stove stuffing firewood.

Yang Ruoqing stood by and helped peel a head of garlic, wash a piece of ginger and so on.

Then I listened to the two women doing their daily routine.

Yang Ruoqing discovered that almost most of the time, Mrs. Sun was talking and Mrs. Ma was listening.

Mr. Ma occasionally struck up a conversation and spoke in a gentle manner.

The feeling is just like when Bao Suyun first came here.

Coupled with her tragic experience, she is also comparable to Bao Suyun.

This brought the distance between her and Sun even closer.

Soon, a sumptuous lunch was cooked.

Everyone took the food to the main room together.

Ma Dafu and Yang Huazhong sat down at the table, and Blacksmith Luo returned to the kitchen.

"Qing'er mother, Ma family girl, Qing'er, you guys come and sit quickly. There are no outsiders. Let's eat together!"

Blacksmith Luo greeted excitedly.

Ms. Sun stood up and said, "Okay, let the girls from the Ma family sit down first, and Qing'er and I will go to the backyard."

Ms. Sun and Yang Ruoqing immediately left the stove. house.

Blacksmith Luo and Mr. Ma were the only ones left in the kitchen.

Tiejiang Luo said with a grateful look on his face: "The girls from the Ma family are not bad at cooking, and all the dishes they make are beautiful."

"Hurry up and sit down!"
< br>He greeted warmly.

Mr. Ma raised her head and smiled shyly at Blacksmith Luo.

"Brother Luo, you're welcome. Brother Luo, just don't dislike the food cooked by my sister," she said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded and turned to leave, but Ma called him back.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Ma did not say anything, but came to Blacksmith Luo.

The woman leaned forward and stood on tiptoes.

A white and soft hand reached above Blacksmith Luo's forehead.

The cuffs gently brushed against Blacksmith Luo's unshaven cheek, and the faint scent of soap locust drifted into his nose.

Blacksmith Luo was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Ma was going to do. The man's body tensed in place.

Immediately, Ma stepped back with a piece of grass clippings in his hand.

“Look at you, you don’t know where you came from, holding a straw on your head and making people laugh!”

Ma gave Blacksmith Luo an angry look, then turned around and continued working on the things on the pot table.

Blacksmith Luo was dumbfounded.

Standing there, looking at the woman's soft and delicate back.

Recalling her anger just now.

The heartbeat was inexplicably erratic.

"Well, sister Ma, don't be busy, come and sit down and eat!" Blacksmith Luo greeted again.

Ma turned her head and smiled at him, showing her white and neat teeth.

"I understand. I'll go over when I'm done. Brother Luo, go greet the guests first!" she said.

Tiejiang Luo nodded and was about to turn around and leave when he was stopped by Mr. Ma again.

“What’s going on?” The man was confused.

When this woman talks, can't she finish it all at once?

He cursed in his heart.

Ma's voice came over again: "Brother Luo, drink less, it will hurt your health..."

Blacksmith Luo was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the woman’s concerned but somewhat evasive eyes, I couldn’t recover.

"Go, go quickly!"

Ma urged him again. "Oh."

Blacksmith Luo responded, turned around, and didn't come back to his senses until he returned to the main room and sat down.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong with you? Come on, come on, come on, come on!"

Yang Huazhong's voice rang in his ears, bringing the distracted Blacksmith Luo back.

Blacksmith Luo smiled and quickly raised the bowl to catch the wine.

What came to mind was Ma's eyes...

I ate the meal absent-mindedly.

After lunch, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Ma went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes.

The men drank tea and chatted in the main room.

When the sun was about to set, the Ma Dafu brothers and sisters set off back to Majia Village.

Majia Village is on the edge of Qingshui Town, about ten or twenty miles away from Changping Village.

Ma Dafu felt sorry for the girl’s lack of leg strength, so he pushed a wheelbarrow.

Ma sat on one side and put something on the other side for balance.

When they returned this time, Blacksmith Luo brought half a bag of rice and half a bag of wheat flour to them.

"Brother Luo, how can we want your things? No, no, no..."

Ma Dafu doesn't want it either dead or alive.

Blacksmith Luo wants them to take him with him to death.

The two people were in a stalemate.

On the side, Yang Huazhong and Sun persuaded the Ma brothers and sisters to accept it.

Ma Dafu said with excitement: "My sister, I, and that silly woman in my family appreciate your kindness."

"We are poor but ambitious. I, Ma Dafu, interact with Brother Luo because of Brother Luo's character, not because of this autumn wind!"

"Brother Ma, you are overthinking it..." Blacksmith Luo quickly explained.

This man knows that life in the Ma family is tight, and he really wants to help.

There is no idea of ​​showing off wealth or anything in it.

Ma Dafu stretched out his hand to interrupt Blacksmith Luo.

"Brother Luo, if you really want to make me a friend, don't give us this food."

"Our family has planted several acres of fields, and also raised chickens, ducks and a pig. , the family life is tight, and I can still have enough food and clothing!"

Ma Dafu has talked to this point, and Blacksmith Luo can no longer hold on.

The group of people sent the Ma family brothers and sisters to the entrance of the village and watched them leave.

Sitting on the wheelbarrow, Ma couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at Blacksmith Luo again.

When their eyes met, Blacksmith Luo was startled.

There seemed to be something that he couldn't understand passing through the woman's eyes.

He thought it was his illusion, but when he looked again, she had turned away.

Only a thin silhouette of his back was left.

Tiejiang Luo watched the Ma brothers and sisters leave, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Here, Yang Huazhong greeted Blacksmith Luo: "Brother Luo, let's go to my house to drink tea."

Blacksmith Luo shook his head: "Forget it, come and drink some other time."

Yang Huazhong said: "We have arrived at the door of our house. No matter what, we have to come in and sit for a while!"

Blacksmith Luo really had no thoughts.

He shook his head and said with a smile: "I will go to the construction site over there and go home to take a shower and sleep later."

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong did not force himself.

While having dinner, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but said to Yang Huazhong: "This family, the male leads the outside and the female leads the inside. No matter who is missing, nothing can be done."

“Take Brother Luo for example, look at this, with the Ma family girls taking care of you and cooking the food, it feels different.”

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Huazhong also looked thoughtful.

"Yes, Brother Luo has delayed all his life-long events in order to win over Tang Yazi." Yang Huazhong said.

"Now Tangyazi himself is getting married. If Brother Luo can find a suitable woman and start a family, the children will feel more at ease," he said.

Sun said: "Brother Luo is the same age as your eldest brother. Now that we have a family, we can have another baby!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, his eyes flashing with emotion, as if he was thinking. He looked like he was holding a red thread for Blacksmith Luo.

(End of this chapter)

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