Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

Chapter 11 I Washed Several Times From Spring Planting to Autumn Harvest

Luo Jiaojiao's cowardly voice rang in Luo Hao's ears, and he stretched out his hand to stroke Luo Jiaojiao's soft hair in distress.

After what happened today, Wang Guihua might have resented them in her heart.

If she really adopted her into their family, she might be sold to be a vegetable cook as Jiaojiao said.

"Village chief, I've seen it. Let's forget about it. I'm already in my twenties this year. I'm already an adult. I can take care of my younger siblings." Luo Hao landed loudly.

Luo Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Thirteen said from the side, "If you don't report to the official, what will you do next time Wang Guihua comes to find trouble with a few children? Village chief, can you guarantee that Wang Guihua won't have another time?"

"This..." the village head hesitated.

Obviously, he has no way to guarantee that Wang Guihua's personality is known to the entire Taohua Village.

If she said that she would not trouble these children again, no one would believe it.

"Village chief, you can't lose your conscience." Uncle Thirteen touched his clothes, "You can't guarantee things yourself, and you still don't let a few children report to the government. There is no such thing in this world." reason."

Uncle Thirteen's two words, neither light nor heavy, seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties, and the village head was so reddened that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The village chief gave Wang Guihua and Li Mantian a fierce look.

If things like this happen again and again in the village, and it makes the government look bad, then the official will be unhappy, and the next village head will have nothing to do with him.

He looked up at Luo Hao and the others, and sighed inwardly.

"Boy of the Luo family, tell me, what kind of compensation do you want?" The village chief looked at the oldest Luo Hao and said.

He went on to say, "It's true that their old Li's family did something wrong. As long as you say it, within reason, I will do it for you."

Luo Hao turned his head and glanced at Luo Jiaojiao who was hiding behind Luo Yan's thigh.

Jiaojiao's words just now still echoed in his ears.

"The relationship between our family and his relatives has been broken up long ago. I only hope that she can return the things stolen from our house."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Li Mantian's complexion became ugly.

Wang Guihua stopped crying on the ground now.

She stared at Luo Hao with red eyes and began to curse, "You black heart, you want our family to freeze to death, ouch, if my sister-in-law knows that you treat me like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to close my eyes! "

The voice was shrill, as if someone else had done something to offend her.

Luo Jiaojiao poked her head out, her face full of doubts, "Brother, are we killing them by asking her to return the quilt she stole? Then does she want our lives if she steals our things?"

As soon as these words came out, the people watching the excitement at the door immediately became noisy.

"Isn't it? She, Wang Guihua, also knows that taking quilts from the world in winter is killing people?"

"When I took it, I was not soft at all."

At this time, someone with good intentions whistled at Li Mantian, "Lao Li, I just said why you suddenly put on a new cotton coat. It turns out that the cotton is made by tearing down a life-saving quilt."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Li Mantian stood in the middle of the yard, his whole face flushed red.

He kicked Wang Guihua's feet bitterly, and finally lowered his head and said to the village chief, "This prodigal bitch has done such a horrible thing behind my back, so I'll let her go back and pack the Luo family's things." Come back."

Throwing away these words, Li Mantian dragged Maodan who was standing aside wiping tears and left, without even looking at Wang Guihua who was lying on the ground who kept ouching.

Seeing that Li Mantian had left, Wang Guihua would not get any benefit by staying here.

Holding his butt, he got up from the ground and limped towards Li Mantian.

Seeing that Wang Guihua got up and left, everyone left. There was nothing exciting to watch, so they all dispersed.

In Nuo Da's courtyard, there were only the Luo family brothers and sisters, the village chief and Uncle Shisan.

The village head stretched out his hand and patted Luo Hao's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Xiao Hao, I watched you grow up. If you have any problems in the future, come to me directly, and the village head will make decisions for you."

In the future, if you have nothing to do, don't report to the official at every turn.

After speaking, the village chief saw that Luo Hao had no intention of speaking, and he left without embarrassment.

Uncle Thirteen reached out and touched Luo Jiaojiao's head.

"If there is really nothing to eat at home, I will come to Uncle Thirteen. There is nothing good, but I won't let you starve to death."

He didn't say much, turned around and walked out the door.

Luo Hao opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

He knew that Thirteenth Uncle treated them well, but all the food they had now was given by their parents.

He still understands the matter of keeping money in vain.

Luo Jiaojiao reached out her small hand and shook Luo Hao's arm, "Brother, Jiaojiao is hungry."

The little girl is a delicate and small ball, as if it would fall down when a gust of wind blows, it is painful to look at.

Luo Hao retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand to stroke Luo Jiaojiao's hair, making the already soft hair messy.

"Have a meal!"

Luo Jue ran over with small steps and bolted the gate outside the courtyard, and closed the inner door after everyone had entered the house.

Everyone sat down obediently and picked up their bowls and chopsticks.

It's a little cold to touch the rice bowl now.

But the appetites of the crowd increased instead of decreasing. After arguing with them for so long, they became even hungrier.

The boiled fish on the table is still bright red, making people move their index fingers, and they scramble to get into their noses after sitting in the spicy and numbing taste.

They all swallowed their saliva non-stop, and they all looked at Luo Hao who was sitting on the main seat.

Luo Hao laughed, "Let's eat."

Only then did everyone move their chopsticks.

Because of the large number of people in the family, Luo Yan cooked two fish, and a large bowl was filled with soft, tender and smooth fish.

The brothers and sisters of the Luo family ate with their mouths full of oil, just the delicious brown rice, and they slurped it down in big mouthfuls.

Even Luo Jiaojiao ate half a bowl of rice.

They couldn't remember how long it had been since they had eaten.

On weekdays, there is wild vegetable porridge, which is said to be porridge, but there is no shadow of a grain of rice star in it.

The past two days can be described as a fairy-like day.

After a while, everyone crawled aside with their stomachs in their hands to digest their food.

Liu Xiang packed up the dishes and took them out to wash. When she came back, everyone's food was almost gone.

"This is the clothes my father and mother gave me, so I won't be cold if I wear them inside." Luo Jiaojiao said, pointing to the stack of white thermal underwear that Luo Yan embroidered with characters.

Luo Yuan stretched out his hand to grab the clothes, but was stopped by Luo Yan.

"Look at your dirty hands. Put them on after you take a shower. The clothes are white. Don't get them dirty."

Luo Yuan was not annoyed, and nodded cheerfully.

Luo Jiaojiao reached out and pulled Luo Yuan's clothes, "Third brother, when was the last time you took a bath?"

The Luo family's children all looked dusty, and there was nothing about taking a bath in her sporadic memory.

"It has been washed several times from spring planting to autumn harvest."

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