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 her mother and said something. 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, "It's clear from now on. It's best not to nail the rabbit trap around the outside of the forest. If it traps my and my mother's feet next time, I'll go."

Do you know if I am going to accuse you and confiscate your bows, arrows and prey?"

Luo Fengtang opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously clenched the bow and arrow in his hand. This bow and arrow were what he relied on for survival, so he couldn't lose them.

This fat girl is not only fierce, but also generally difficult to deal with.

Especially when she spoke, she puffed out her cheeks and stared, with her hands on her waist. She didn't look like a girl at all, just like that tigress.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. There won't be another time if you hear me. My mother can spare you, but 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 a fleshy palm to poke

He touched Luo Fengtang's shoulder.

Luo Fengtang came to his senses, frowned and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Difficult girls are not easy to deal with. If you can't deal with them, you can't hide them. Luo Fengtang tightened his grip on the bow and arrow, turned around and disappeared into the depths of the forest like a gust of wind.

Here, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help pouting at Luo Fengtang's back. Turning around, she squatted at Sun's feet, gently lifted Sun's sleeves and looked at her again, but was strangled by a rabbit snare.

skin wound

"You girl, why are you holding on to Tang Yazi for such a big thing as sesame seeds and mung beans?"

Mrs. Sun looked down at Yang Ruoqing with a tone of dumbfounding.

"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.

I’m done with it once and for all.”

Yang Ruoqing said without raising her head. After checking Sun's wounds, she turned her gaze to the nearby weeds, plants and bushes, searching for them.

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? These weeds can't be eaten randomly. You're hungry. Let's go home and my mother will cook for you."

Yang Ruoqing put the chopped grass in her mouth, waved her hand towards Sun, and said vaguely, "It's not for 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.

Mrs. 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 with crooked eyes, "The other day I saw Uncle Fu applying medicine to stop my father's bleeding. I saw this herb in his medicine box. I happened to see one growing there, so I took it to learn from.

It looks like, hehe, I really was deceived."

Ms. Sun smiled happily, her daughter was really not very smart, she just remembered it after reading it just once.

"Mom, it's getting late. We should go home. Dad is home alone, so I'm afraid he'll be impatient."

Yang Ruoqing leaned over and picked up the heavy backpack next to her, then freed up one hand to pick up Sun's pine feathers tied with thatch, "Let's go."

Mrs. 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, and sighed softly.

"Tang Yazi, it's not easy either."

"Mom, why is it so hard for him?" On the way home, Yang Ruoqing heard Mrs. Sun sighing again, so she casually asked Mrs. Sun about it.

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 sorted out Sun's words and finally understood the general outline.

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 parents left early, and he and his younger brother were dependent on each other. They closed the blacksmith shop and searched everywhere. They spent all their money and there was no news about their younger brother, so he had to return to Changping Village to farm and make blacksmiths.

Unexpectedly, after five years like this, the second eldest son of the Luo family came back and brought back an infant boy. After giving it to blacksmith Luo, the second eldest son of the Luo family died of illness in less than half a month.

That boy is Luo Fengtang.

People in the village privately said that Luo Fengtang was not necessarily a descendant of the old Luo family. The two blacksmith brothers Luo were not very big, but Luo Fengtang was tall and big, and his facial features did 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, ever since his younger brother died, he had pooped and pooped the children he had brought back.

All his life, he had spent time and energy taking care of his younger brother and his children. Now that he was middle-aged, Blacksmith Luo's family was destitute, and his own marriage was even more hopeless.

"Hey, Blacksmith Luo is a good man. Your father overturned the bullock cart on the river beach outside the town that day. Blacksmith Luo repaired the wheel of the bullock cart like me without asking for half a penny from our family," said Mrs. Sun.

After all this, he sighed again, "In that family, there is a big man and a half-year-old boy, and there is no woman to take care of the housework. Life is a mess."

Yang Ruoqing also nodded, "Yes, I just saw the clothes on Tang Yazi. They were so washed that the color couldn't be seen anymore. There were also patches on the shoulders, and the stitches looked 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'll see Tang Yazi next time. How about you?

Don't be as fierce as this one, he is an honest boy, silent and silent." Sun warned Yang Ruoqing in a serious tone.
Chapter completed!