In order to better take care of Blacksmith Luo, on the other hand, he didn’t want Blacksmith Luo to think too much alone after he returned.
That night, Blacksmith Luo stayed in the front yard of Yang Ruoqing's house.
Yang Huazhong stayed with him for most of the night, talking and enlightening him, and did not return to the backyard until late at night.
After Yang Huazhong left, Blacksmith Luo quickly closed the door, took off his pants and took a look inside.
At this glance, he was dumbfounded.
No wonder I felt something strange about my body earlier. It turned out that I really wasn't wearing any shorts.
No, he wears them every day. Where did these nose pants go?
Blacksmith Luo thought of his previous dream again...
I couldn't help but shudder. Could it be that he really did something with the Ma girl when he was drunk?
Just like that, Blacksmith Luo tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, just like baking pancakes, before he fell asleep.
Early the next morning, after having breakfast at Yang Ruoqing's house, Blacksmith Luo returned to his home.
As soon as I sat down, there was a shout from the door of the yard.
"Brother Luo, are you at home?"
Such a familiar voice.
Ma Dafu?
Blacksmith Luo jumped up from his stool and rushed into the yard.
Sure enough, Ma Dafu stood at the door of the yard, looking inside.
"Brother Dafu, why are you here?"
Blacksmith Luo felt a little bad when he thought about the sleeping pills they gave him at Ma's house yesterday.
Ma Dafu's face was not as kind as usual, but also serious.
"Brother Luo, I came here to seek justice for my sister..."
As soon as Ma Dafu said these words, Blacksmith Luo suddenly shuddered.
"Come into the house, let's talk about it later!"
Blacksmith Luo said, subconsciously glancing around.
Fortunately, no one passed by.
Ma Dafu entered the main room, followed by Blacksmith Luo.
Ma Dafu didn't say much. He took out a crumpled thing from his sleeve and threw it to Blacksmith Luo.
"Brother Luo, does this thing belong to you?"
Ma Dafu asked with a straight face.
Blacksmith Luo took the bunch of things and opened it to take a look.
It's my missing pair of nose pants.
However, there was a lot of dirt on the nose pants.
Although it has dried up, as a man who has lived for forty years, Blacksmith Luo can tell at a glance what the things on his nose pants are...
"this……"
His face turned an eggplant color.
In my mind, that dream resurfaced.
Opposite me, Ma Dafu snorted coldly: "Brother Luo, I'm here to apologize to you."
Blacksmith Luo grabbed the ball in his hand until it was wrinkled.
He said nothing and looked at Ma Dafu, like a child who had done something wrong.
Ma Dafu stood by the table and said, "Yesterday you went to my house to drink. It was only after you left that I realized that my sister had put medicine in your wine."
"I asked her why, and she cried and refused to say whether she was alive or dead."
"I asked her for a long time before she said that she dislikes you and wants to sneak you into my house for one more night."
"My sister is stupid, but she has no bad intentions towards you."
"Brother, I'll apologize to you for this!"
When Ma Dafu said this, he actually made a bow with his hands, bent down and bowed to Blacksmith Luo.
Blacksmith Luo quickly stepped aside.
I dare not accept this worship.
The dark clouds that weighed on my heart that night suddenly disappeared without the wind.
All I can think about is Ma Dafu’s words: My sister hates you...
Over the table, Ma Dafu's voice came again.
"Now that we've talked about the first one, here's the second one. I'm here to seek justice for my sister!" Ma Dafu continued.
"ah?"
Blacksmith Luo suddenly raised his head and met Ma Dafu's angry eyes. Blacksmith Luo quickly lowered his head again.
Ma Dafu continued: "It's one thing that my sister dislikes you. She is still young after all."
"But Brother Luo, you should never have taken advantage of the situation and taken my sister's body!" Ma Dafu said.
"My sister cares about you. If you also care about him, I, Ma Dafu, am not that unreasonable!"
"Tell me, what do you mean by this?"
"If my sister is pregnant by a widow, how can she still have the honor to live?"
Ma Dafu asked sternly, with a look of blame and sorrow on his face.
Blacksmith Luo froze in place, his face burning.
Having lived for forty years, he has always been a true man upright and upright in his work.
This time, it really capsized in the gutter.
Over the table, Ma Dafu was still scolding Blacksmith Luo in a stern voice.
Blacksmith Luo heard this and wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill.
He gritted his teeth, straightened his chest, and raised his eyes.
"Brother Ma, don't say anything. It was me who did something wrong to my sister. I will take responsibility for this!"
"If the girl doesn't mind my old age, I will marry her and let her be my wife!"
…
"What?"
Yang Ruoqing was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out.
"Uncle Luo, you don't have a fever, right? Why did you come up with this idea again after you went back for lunch?"
"Marry Ma?"
"She has already drugged you. She is a woman with ulterior motives, and you still want to marry her? You are not mistaken!"
Yang Ruoqing was so shocked that she didn't even care about the seniority, and directly asked Blacksmith Luo before Yang Huazhong and Sun could speak.
Blacksmith Luo looked at the expressions of Yang Ruoqing and others in front of him, but he grinned.
He raised his hand and scratched his head. The spring breeze in the corners of his eyes and brows made him look like a man immersed in love.
Stupid.
The kind of fool who helps count the money after being cheated.
"I'm not mistaken!" Blacksmith Luo smiled shyly.
"Well, Ma Dafu came to see me this morning and clarified a lot of things with me."
"I just realized that the stuff in that realgar wine was indeed poisoned by a girl from the Ma family."
"She did that to keep me. Hehe, she doesn't care about me..."
Blacksmith Luo blushed even more when he said this, lowered his head in embarrassment and giggled.
When Yang Huazhong and Sun heard this, they looked at each other.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.
"Uncle Luo, haven't you ever thought that she married you for your money?" Yang Ruoqing asked straight to the point.
Blacksmith Luo said: "I actually thought about it this way when you tried to persuade me before."
"But when things got to this point, I thought about it from another perspective, which woman in this world doesn't pay attention to her own reputation?"
"Girls from the Ma family don't have to use their lower body to get me so little money!" Blacksmith Luo said.
"Although I don't like the way she drugged me."
"But she wants to marry me. This purpose is very useful to me."
"Hey, I never thought that I, old Luo Lin, would be able to marry a beautiful wife when I get old..."
Yang Ruoqing and the others looked at Blacksmith Luo's appearance and shook their heads secretly.
Obviously, he plunged in headlong, and even ten cows would not be able to pull him back.
There is no need to speak out the words of persuasion prepared by Yang Huazhong and others.
