Farmers earn a living with their sons to make money

Chapter 22 Provoking the Master to Return (2)
"Mother!" Roubaozi yelled, calling back Yun Zirao's thoughts.

"Okay! As long as Roubaozi is happy, that's fine!" Yun Zirao touched Roubaozi's small head and soft hair, and scratched Yun Zirao's palm, itching.

"Yun girl, are you up?!" Aunt Qin didn't take off the apron around her waist, and she came over to call Yun Zirao just after breakfast was ready.

"Get up, Mrs. Qin, you go home first, I'll take Roubaozi there in a while." Yun Zirao responded, and immediately said to Roubaozi: "Meatbaozi, get up!"

The mother and son quickly put on their clothes and went out of the house. When they passed by the dwarf jujube tree, they saw a bowl of steaming porridge in front of Zhao Laizi. However, Zhao Laizi was tied up and couldn't eat, so he could only watch the porridge dry. stare.

Yun Zirao took Rou Baozi by the hand and left without looking back.

When we arrived at Aunt Qin's house, Liu Cai fetched water for Yun Zirao to wash up. Liu De went to the ground early, and Uncle Liu was sitting on the threshold drinking porridge.

"Liu Cai, I'll do it myself, you go have breakfast!"

Hua Xiaoyao came down from the mountain and met a few villagers who entered the mountain. Yueshan Village is such a big place, if something happens, the whole village will know it in less than a meal.

When the villagers saw Hua Xiaoyao, they immediately told Hua Xiaoyao clearly about what happened at home. They have received Hua Xiaoyao's favor on weekdays, and they all know that Hua Xiaoyao loves meat buns. It took five years to cure them. The mother of the meat bun.

If it hadn't been for Hua Xiaoyao who was over half a century old and took Roubaozi as his apprentice, the villagers would have thought Roubaozi was Hua Xiaoyao's son!

"Old man Hua, go back and have a look, I heard that Miss Yun has been seriously injured!"

Hua Xiaoyao rushed home in a hurry. Before entering the yard, he saw a lot of charred firewood on the ground outside the yard. He rushed into the yard and saw that when he left, the stable and secure small kitchen had collapsed and was burned. traces are obvious.

On the small wooden table in the courtyard, there are several rough porcelain bowls and dozens of wooden chopsticks that should have been placed in the small wooden cabinet in the kitchen.

At a glance, the small earthen pot that once held the salt was overturned on the stove, and some white salt was scattered in the stove, and the small urn that held the oil was also painted black, and it was already empty.

"Master!" Rou Baozi came out of Mrs. Qin's house with a small plate of pickled radishes, and when he walked to the gate of his own courtyard, he saw his master came back, and the smile on his little face immediately enlarged infinitely.

Yun Zirao carried two bowls of porridge and went out of Aunt Qin's house, and saw the meat buns running into her own yard. In order to prevent someone from coming to rescue Zhao Laizi, Yun Zirao left for a while, but she also felt uneasy. , so I brought the meal back to my yard to eat...

"Roubaozi!" Hua Xiaoyao didn't have time to remove the medicine basket on her shoulder, turned around and walked quickly to Roubaozi, checking up and down.

"Master, I'm fine, it's just my mother..."

"Master Hua, you're back!" Yun Zirao interrupted Roubaozi, and went into the yard with the meal. Hua Xiaoyao saw the bloody red mark on Yun Zirao's neck at a glance, her heart twitched, her pupils shrank, and her body The breath is transient.

Lame Zhao, who was tied to the dwarf jujube tree, felt the aura emanating from Hua Xiaoyao's body, and suddenly felt that he was in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and the chill penetrated from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

"Master Hua, sit down first, we'll talk about things later, come on, Roubaozi, eat breakfast quickly, after dinner, let's see how mother punishes the bad guys!"

(End of this chapter)