He looked at the inconspicuous grave bag in front of him, which was not even a tombstone, and let out a long sigh.

"I didn't say it before, because I was afraid that it would be bad for Tang Lingzi." Locke Blacksmith said.

"So far, I have also seen your intentions clearly, Brother Bai, let me tell you the truth!"

Hearing that Blacksmith Luo finally relented, Bai Lao Wu was so excited that tears were about to come out.

He suppressed his excitement and listened carefully to what Blacksmith Luo said about the past.

"My second brother, he was restless when he was a child, he didn't farm well, and in the words of our locals, he likes to toss around."

"I worked as a small trader, went to the dock to move goods, and finally went to work as a smuggler of salt."

"It is illegal to sell illicit salt, and when the government came to the village to arrest people, he got the news in advance and ran away."

"That's three years."

"In three years, there has been no news, and some people say that he was arrested by the government and put in prison, framed and cut off the head of a death row prisoner."

"It is also said that he escaped from prison......"

"There are also people who say that he went to the army, went to the north, and later became a deserter......"

"Until one day, he returned."

"When he came back, it was the middle of the night. Dressed in armor, covered in blood, and holding a baby boy with no full moon in his arms. ”

"I asked him where the child came from?"

"He said that he was friendly with a girl outside, and the girl gave birth to him, and the girl had a difficult birth and died, and the child had no mother."

"He came back with a very serious injury, and when he came back, he couldn't afford to be sick, and he died less than a month later."

"He told me the truth when he was dying."

"That child, not his own, was born to a big man."

"Who the hell is the big guy, my brother didn't say."

"He entrusted me to raise this child, and this sweat towel was used to wrap the child in the first place."

"My brother told me to keep this secret, so that the children would not know about it, so that he could grow up in peace like other children in the village, and he would marry a wife and have children and become a farmer."

"This is also the last wish of the big man on his deathbed......"

After saying all this, Blacksmith Luo could not bear it any longer, and lay down on his brother's grave and wept bitterly.

Brother's life is all for this child.

And he himself, in order to pull this child, never married.

In his heart, although he knew that this child was not the blood of the old Luo family, in his bones, he had already regarded him as his own son.

Eighteen years, it's all like this.

He is tight-lipped, and his favorite wine does not dare to be greedy.

I'm afraid that I'll get drunk and accidentally leak my mouth.

Now, when the dusty secret is brushed away, it is seen again, and it is known to a third person.

Blacksmith Luo couldn't tell what it felt.

Not to feel like Atlas any longer?

More of it, panic.

I am worried that this child, who has been with me for 18 years, will be snatched away by others!

At the side of the grave, Bai Lao Wu was also in shock after listening to everything that Luo Blacksmith said, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Be chuffed to bits?

Right.

Because he has determined that the person lying in this grave bag is not Luo Xiaozi's own father.

Then, Luo Xiaozi's father must have someone else.

And the master of the prince is the most suspicious.

It's just that......

"Brother Luo, from your words, the big man who entrusted the child to your brother is a woman?"

Bai Lao Wu noticed this and asked again.

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "It should be." ”

"Because my brother said that the big man just gave birth to the child, and the enemy killed him later."

"The big man asked my brother to run away with the child, the farther away the better!" Locke Blacksmith said.

Bai Lao Wu nodded, and lowered his eyes to look at the yellow sweat towel embroidered with purple dragon in his hand.

This sweat towel is not from the texture, from the embroidery, and the dragon that represents the majesty of the royal family.

It can be speculated that the owner of the sweat towel must be a person of the royal family with a noble status.

But in the years that I have been with the prince's master, I have never heard of the prince being close to any noble woman?

It is even more impossible for a woman to give birth to a child for the prince.

However, Luo Xiaozi's bearing, this appearance.

It's a copy of the prince at all!

Moreover, the wolf head mark on Luo Xiaozi's buttocks is exactly the same as the wolf head pattern on a jade pendant worn by the prince!

It is estimated that eighteen years ago, it was the big man in the north who gave birth to Luo Xiaozi.

And eighteen years ago, the prince also happened to lead troops to fight in the north!

Is this all a coincidence?

Bai Lao Wu doesn't think so.

If Luo Xiaozi's biological mother can be found, then the truth will be revealed.

Maybe the whereabouts of the prince will be clear.

It's a pity that Luo Lao Er has been dead for eighteen years, and all clues have been interrupted here.

Let's go, there are so many gains on this trip, and Bai Lao Wu is very satisfied.

He stepped forward and knelt down in front of Luo Laoer's grave.

"Brother Luo, I, Bai Lao Wu, kneel to the sky and kneel to the heavens and kneel to the lord of my parents, today, I, Bai Lao Wu, also kneel down for you."

"Thank you for bringing Luo Boy back with your life, I will kowtow to you!"

Bai Lao Wu propped his hands on the ground and knocked his head three times against the grave bag.

Then, he turned around and said to Blacksmith Luo: "Brother Luo, in the past eighteen years, you have worked hard to pull our young master, please accept my worship!" ”

"Brother Bai, don't ......"

Blacksmith Luo wanted to stop it, but Bai Lao Wu had already bowed down.

Blacksmith Luo looked moved, and he helped Bai Lao Wu up.

Bai Lao Wu said to Blacksmith Luo with a serious face: "Before I find the master of the prince, I implore Brother Luo to continue to guard for me about the young master's life experience." ”

Blacksmith Luo nodded vigorously: "I understand!" ”

Bai Lao Wu was also moved, and clenched the hand of the blacksmith Luo: "As long as I Bai Lao Wu lives for a day, I will definitely protect the safety of the young master." ”

"If the young master is ambitious, I, Bai Lao Wu, will definitely do my best to assist the young master in achieving a career!"

……

Old Yang's family.

When it rains, the villagers don't have to go to the fields to work, and most of them stay at home to sleep or make some poop or other things to eat.

This year's newly harvested wheat was ground into wheat flour, and the early rice was harvested.

On this rainy day, nesting at home to pinch wheat flour baba and rice flour baba is the entertainment activity of the villagers.

When I made poop, I would give it to people who had good friends in the village, or neighbors.

No, the Sun family made wheat flour baba, and gave a copy to the Sun family in the next yard.

One was given to the osmanthus in the village, and they made friends with several families.

In addition, he also sent Yang Ruoqing to send some to the old mansion.

Six wheat flour poops, four for Lao Yang Tou and Tan, and two for Bao Suyun.

Because she is pregnant, she has a big belly and is hungry from time to time.

Yang Ruoqing first sent the wheat flour baba to Tan's house.

At that time, Lao Yang Tou was not in the house, and Tan was lying on the bed and sleeping in the rain.

"Put it on the table, your mother has a heart."

Tan also said something about the scene.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and went out of the east house to the backyard to give Bao Suyun a meal.

As soon as he finished sending it out and was about to go home, Yang Huaming's roar suddenly came from the front yard.