The old Master Ma stood up, and an intimidating aura swept over.
"My Yue Ya will come back."
Master Ma’s sister-in-law was so frightened by him that she took a step back and stammered, "You—you—"
She tried to speak but couldn’t say a complete sentence for a long time.
Master Ma’s piercing gaze focused on the four people.
"I carry the family name from my uncle, it has nothing to do with you. Don’t forget I was adopted out."
This one sentence made the four people’s faces flush with guilt.
But no matter the guilt, the immediate benefits in front of them were more substantial, and they tried to continue speaking.
"Master Ma—I have news about Yue Ya!"
Jiang Cheng pushed the door open and entered, pretending to be out of breath.
Master Ma had already seen Jiang Cheng arrive, thinking she had come to his rescue.
Even though he knew the news was false, Master Ma still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Fake news was still good.
"Really?"
Master Ma stood up.
Jiang Cheng affirmed, "Of course!"
The four people standing between them all felt that it might be too coincidental.
"Impossible!"
"It’s been missing for so long, alive or not—"
"Ahhhhh!"
Master Ma fiercely threw what was in his hand.
"Get out!"
"My Yue Ya is fine!"
Master Ma would rather accept not finding her than dare to think Yue Ya was gone.
"All of you, get out! This house is Yue Ya’s root, and I will never let you live here."
Master Ma’s determination made the four people exchange glances, deciding to come back another day.
They had said the wrong words just now; maybe they should change their strategy.
He cares so much about Yue Ya... it’s been over twenty years, he might not even remember what she looks like?
If they found someone to claim to be Yue Ya...
With this thought, Ma Cheng immediately spoke up:
"Uncle, it’s just that my mother is clumsy with words, she didn’t mean that! Yue Ya is definitely fine, let’s look together!"
As Ma Cheng glossed over the matter, calculating in his mind, he led the others away.
After seeing everyone leave, Master Ma returned to his usual expressionless self.
He slowly sat on a small stool.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng stepped forward, took hold of Master Ma’s arm, and forcefully called him into the house.
"Sit here, it’s spacious, and if you fall, it might not hurt as much."
Master Ma’s wrinkled face was full of question marks.
"What? Are you going to hit me?"
"Why would I hit you? I barely have enough time to flatter you; you’re a skilled master hidden among common folks."
Jiang Cheng’s straightforward praise made Master Ma at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
This young woman’s ability to speak so candidly without being unlikeable was quite a skill.
After settling Master Ma down, Jiang Cheng began to tell him a story.
Sharing the experiences from her recent trip to the provincial city.
"Once I arrived at the night school examination site, I bumped into someone I knew."
"It was quite a coincidence, she also had the surname Ma."
Master Ma listened absentmindedly, his head lowered.
Jiang Cheng continued.
"When she lowered her head... I noticed a moon-shaped birthmark near her ear."
Master Ma’s rough, large hand suddenly tightened as overwhelming panic washed over him.
"Master Ma, I exchanged information with her; she remembers her name as Yue Ya, her father is a bonesetter with two small thatched houses..."
Master Ma’s breathing became tremulous.
His throat felt as heavy as lead, unable to speak, leaving only murky eyes looking at Jiang Cheng.
"She said as a child she loved hugging a wooden doll to sleep; she remembers the doll’s little toes were broken off."
"Thud!"
The wooden block Master Ma was clutching fell to the ground.
Excitedly, he stood up, sat down, and stood up again repeatedly.
His mouth opened and closed several times, but words eluded him.
"She—she—"

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