“Strange, I’ve never been wrong before, today is like capsizing in a ditch!” Yang Ruqing muttered to herself all the way out of the opera house.

Luo Fengtang said, “If you truly wanted to harm that child, that child wouldn't have that kind of expression.”

Because adults can act, while a child's fear and anxiety cannot be faked, it is obvious that this child in the troupe of actors should not be bullied by anyone.

Hearing Luofeng Tang's speculation, Yang Ruqing also nodded in agreement.

“Well, I’d rather be mistaken myself than have this child suffer. Since that’s the case, I can rest assured.” she said.

Luofeng Tang smiled and raised his hand to rub Yang Ruqing's head.

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"My daughter Qing'er is the kindest person in the world. As that Master put it, good intentions always bring good fortune," he said.

“Our Chen’er being able to come back is the best proof, right?” he asked again.

Yang Ruqing nodded vigorously.

Luo Fengtang said, "You didn't eat much at noon. Come on, let's go to the teahouse ahead and buy some snacks to fill your stomach."

Yang Ruqing readily agreed, then suddenly she turned her head to glance behind her, a look of suspicion on her face.

"What's up?" Luofengtang asked.

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“I always feel like there are eyes watching us,” she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "It's not surprising, there are many eyes watching us along the way. Wu Xiong's people, as well as spies from the Han army mixed in the city..."

Yang Ruqing said: "Haha, it turns out we are so stylish. Let them stare, they're not showing up anyway."

The two people bought some snacks and strolled around the street for a while before hurrying back to the villa for an afternoon nap.

At night, it was Yang Ruqing who cooked personally. She kneaded the wheat flour she bought back from shopping during the day into dough. She minced pork belly, cracked in eggs, and finely chopped greens and shiitake mushrooms into fillings.

I made a big pot of steamed dumplings, then brushed a layer of oil on the bottom of the pot and put the dumplings in to fry until golden brown on both sides. Sprinkle with some chopped green onions for garnish and serve.

Yang Ruqing prepared dumplings for herself and Luofengtang, and sent a portion to the Ninth Princess.

In addition, I also gave Zhou and Xie their share.

“My wife hand-wrapped the dumplings, everyone give it a try, the taste is pretty good.”

When Luofengtang and Zhou Fuzhang were sending dumplings to their place, this is how he boasted about his wife.

Back in the house, with three platters of dumplings, two of steamed dumplings and one of pan-fried dumplings, Yang Ruqing at most ate eight. The rest all went into his stomach.

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"Delicious, isn't it? Are you full?" Yang Ruqing asked with a smile.

Luofeng Tang burped contentedly, "Nothing is more satisfying than dumplings, and nothing is better than a virtuous daughter-in-law. I'm full, truly full, even the gods wouldn't be as comfortable."

Yang Ruqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Is it that exaggerated? You're praising me to the heavens."

This is a test.

Luo Fengtang said: “My wife is worthy of praise, no matter how much I praise her it's not too much.”

"You, you're sweet-talking me. I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'm going to the kitchen to clean up." She said that and immediately got up to clear the dishes.

Luo Fengtang also got up and snatched the three empty plates and two sets of chopsticks before her, saying: "My wife is tired from wrapping dumplings, just rest. I'll take care of washing the pots and dishes!"

"I'm afraid you'll wash it uncleanly with your clumsy hands," Yang Ruoheng said.

"Is that so?" Luofengtang raised an eyebrow. "Then you need to practice even more."

Yang Ruqing said, "Okay, let's go together."

As soon as I stepped out of the house, there was a commotion in the yard.

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Zhou Fuzhang has arrived.

"How's it going? My wife's cooking skills are pretty good, right?"

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The first thing Luo Fengtang said to Zhou's deputy general was this.

Zhou Fujiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "The madam's craftsmanship is indeed superb, the dumplings are very delicious."

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Yang Ruqing felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her head to touch her hair, then looked up at Luofengtang and said, "General Zhou must have something to do with you. You should get back to your work first."

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Zhou Fuzhang said, "General, someone has come outside. He claims to be from a troupe of performers and says he met you during the day. He's here to tell you something important."

What's in the theater troupe?

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, could it be the class monitor?

Yang Ruqing nodded.

Luo Fengtang then said to Zhou's deputy general, "Bring the person in."

"What's your name? What brings you here?" Yang Ruqing sized up the burly man before her.

This was someone from the headmaster's entourage. When I went to look for him during the day, this burly man happened to come out of the house with him.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, the burly man bowed and said: "To General and General's wife, the little one's name is Ah Tiger, and I work in a theatre troupe."

“I came here to tell the General and his wife that the child you are looking for today was not brought by Madam Ban.”

"The class leader lied to you, that child was brought back by the class leader from a fishing village a month ago!"

Yang Ruohing and Luo Fengtang raised their eyebrows, meaning, haha, I thought my eyesight was failing.

I wasn't mistaken after all, that class leader really does have a problem!

Luofengtang also gave Yang Ruohui a approving look, gesturing for her to continue the questioning.

Yang Ruqing withdrew her gaze and scanned the burly man standing respectfully before her.

"Tell me everything you know. If you lie, you die. If you tell the truth, you'll be rewarded!" she said.

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As soon as the burly man heard this, his knees went weak and he fell to his knees, burying his head in the ground. He spilled everything he knew, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

Our troupe travels the country performing plays. We only just arrived in Tianhai County last month, coming from the fishing villages to the east.

"The Han army had caused quite a stir in the fishing village, but since our theater troupe was also made up of poor people, they didn't give us much trouble,"

"The leader of the Han army, Qin the prime minister, invited us to perform plays in a fishing village for two days. After we finished performing, we left."

"When we left, the child wasn't there. When we came back, the headmaster secretly hid the child inside the costumes and props and brought him back to Tianhai County."

"During this troupe's month-long run, that child kept clamoring to leave and even snuck away several times,"

Every time, the headman would send people to bring him back. The headman kept the child in the backyard, making his wife watch over him, not letting him leave.

Everyone is speculating about the child's background, and some even say that the headmaster might be interested in the boy. There are all sorts of guesses...

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruqing slapped the table beside her.

“Disgusting, filthy!” she exclaimed.

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"Where is that child now? Is she still in the theater?" she asked again.

A-hu said: "Yes, we're still here, but the boss has already had us pack up our things. We have to leave Tianhai County early tomorrow morning!"

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