Changping Village, Luo Family.
Yang Ruoqing was dressed neatly, wiping her hair and calling Sun into the inner room.
After Mrs. Sun said those words before, she went to wait in the small yard outside the house. When she heard Yang Ruoqing's voice, she quickly entered the house.
"Let me help you dry your hair." Sun stepped forward to take the big towel from Yang Ruoqing's hand, but Yang Ruoqing stepped aside.
"It's okay. I'll know how to do it myself. Mother, please sit down."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the empty stool next to her.
Mrs. Sun sat down and looked at Yang Ruoqing. Her face was slightly rosier just after taking a shower than when she got home in the afternoon.
When I got home, my face was full of fatigue. Now I took a soak in hot water and looked much better.
Sun felt relieved and then told Yang Ruoqing about her intention to break into the house.
"When you were taking a bath earlier, your aunt didn't know where she heard it. She knew you were back and came here to see you."
"Look at me? Hahaha... I have nothing interesting to see. It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh, and a few strands of hair fell from under the big towel.
She put her hair back into the big towel and rubbed it. As for where Yang Huamei heard that she was back, it was simpler.
If Fourth Aunt Liu knew something, most of the village would soon know it.
"Where is my aunt?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
"When I came over to call you earlier, she was also in the small courtyard. When she heard that you were taking a bath, she left and said she would come back later."
"Ah? She's gone? Didn't she say anything?"
"No," Ms. Sun shook her head, "But from the way she looks, there is probably something wrong with her."
It's impossible to really just come and see as you say.
"Forget it if you leave. She will come again when she wants to." Yang Ruoqing said, but did not worry about it.
I wiped my hair until it was 60 to 70% dry and it was almost dry. It was hot right now, so it took a while to dry.
During dinner at night, Tuoba Xian came to the main room.
After returning to the small courtyard, she first took a bath, then burned incense and changed clothes, then went to the small Buddhist hall to chant sutras and pray for Qi Huan. She didn't come out until now for dinner.
She had no intention of having dinner. The main purpose was to see if Luo Fengtang had returned and what was going on with Qi Huan.
"Mom, Tang Yazi hasn't come back yet. My father and uncle have also been asked by him to go to the mountains to take care of my father-in-law. You can relax."
"Qing'er, does Fengtang know where Yu'er is in the mountains?"
This is Tuoba Xian's doubt. In her opinion, since Yu'er is that kind of expert, then the expert should be like a dragon who sees the beginning but not the end.
If you want to see it, you have to look at the opportunity.
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Mom, don't worry, Yu'er is just like Hongxiu, they are my confidants and they treat me as sisters,"
"No matter how mysterious she is, I can still find her."
If I can find it, then Tang Yazi is my husband, and he will naturally be able to meet Yu'er smoothly under my instructions.
With Yang Ruoqing's accurate words, Tuoba Xian felt a little more at ease.
She was very uneasy when she was worshiping Buddha before. From time to time, she would have thoughts in her mind of Feng Tang carrying his father running around in the mountains, being chased by wild beasts, and being blocked by cliffs and waterfalls, while the person on his back was dying. In less than a moment...
In addition, Sun and Tuobaxian also took advantage of the situation to comfort them, and they all said the best and smoothest words. Tuobaxian felt deeply that they cared about her, and she nodded lightly with slightly moist eyes.
Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing raised her chopsticks and greeted everyone: "Okay, let's not talk about other things for now. I think 80% of them will stay in the mountains tonight, and there will definitely be news back tomorrow."
"Everyone has dinner first. After dinner, it's time to rest. There will be good news tomorrow."
The weather was hot, I had been on the road for another day, and I didn’t have a good meal on the way.
Wang Cuilian prepared the dinner very carefully and thoughtfully.
A few seasonal vegetables were stir-fried, and the meat dish was catfish and tofu soup. In addition to steamed and fluffy white rice, the main dish was mung bean porridge to cool down the heat.
The women at home can rest and take a breather, but the situation of the men in the mountains is not so good.
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Deep in the mountainous Mianniu Mountain, in a canyon so hidden that it seemed to be isolated from the world, Luo Fengtang and his party finally arrived at their destination.
Blacksmith Luo looked at the dark hole leading to the ground. He was a little timid when he saw the black gas continuously spraying out from the stone steps.
He pulled Yang Huazhong beside him, who was also a little hesitant, and said in a low voice: "I have been born and raised at the foot of Mianniu Mountain for almost sixty years, but I have never discovered this canyon. Lao San, you used to come here when you were chopping firewood. ?"
Yang Huazhong shook his head and looked around, "I've never been here before. And the hole at your feet, why is there so much black energy? It looks like it's seeping through, can you still go down?"
Blacksmith Luo was also hesitant. After going down, what was underneath?
"To be cautious, we'd better ask Tang Yazi again to see if we went to the wrong place."
This doesn't look like a habitable place at all.
Even if Yu'er is an expert in removing poison, experts are still human beings. Experts also have to eat, drink, and live in tile-roofed houses.
You're not a yellow man, so why are you still digging holes in the ground?
Moreover, this hole is estimated to be as big as the mouth of the water tank at home, and can only accommodate one person at a time.
Luo Tiejiang and Yang Huazhong looked at each other's figure, and then at Luo Fengtang and his son over there. Each of these four people was bigger than the other, and they were all difficult to get through.
Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong came to Luo Fengtang together.
At this time, Luo Fengtang placed Qi Huan on the grass and sat with his back against a big tree.
The guards were worried that Qi Huan would not be able to sit firmly, so they kept supporting him from behind.
Luo Fengtang took off the kettle from his waist, took off the stopper and put it to Qi Huan's mouth.
"Dad, drink some water to moisten your throat."
Qi Huan took it and couldn't drink it anymore after two sips.
Luo Fengtang took out another piece of pancake from his arms, tore off a piece and handed it to Qi Huan: "Dad, have something to eat to fill your stomach."
Qi Huan waved his hand, "I don't want to eat it."
"Dad, you haven't eaten all this way over the mountains and ridges. You won't be able to bear it. Just listen to me and eat a piece."
Qi Huan glanced at his son in front of him. He was carrying him into the mountain. The boy must be exhausted because he was sweating profusely.
"Okay, dad, eat." Qi Huan took the pancake and took a bite.
This piece of pancake was bought in a hurry on the way back. The other pieces had been eaten long ago, and this was the only one left.
Luo Fengtang tore the remaining noodles into three pieces and gave them to Blacksmith Luo, Yang Huazhong and Qi Huan's bodyguards respectively.
The guard didn't expect that he had one too.
"General, you can eat, I'm not hungry!" the guard said.
Originally, I wanted to call him Young Master, but according to the rules, he should be called Young Master, because he is the master's son.
But then I thought about it, the person they called Young Master all these years was Chen'er!
If you call your master's son to be your young master, what should you call your master's grandson the next time you see him?
