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

Jiang Liu and the others moved quickly the next morning.

Luo Jiaojiao alertly noticed that the frequency of Li Jiuxiu looking at them had obviously increased.

She frowned cutely and looked back.

Li Jiuxiu met Luo Jiaojiao's eyes, then quickly lowered her head, separating their eyes.

Not right.

How could Li Jiuxiu be so honest?

Could it be that they were taught a lesson by Jiang Liu?

Otherwise, Luo Jiaojiao really couldn't imagine why Li Jiuxiu suddenly became quiet.

For the next two days, Luo Jiaojiao did not see Jiang Liu and the others.

They didn't even come to their side for dinner.

It was only occasionally that Li Jiuxiu could be seen looking at the restaurant on their side in a daze with a dazed expression.

"Is that woman sick in her heart?"

Luo Yuan stood at the window and looked at Li Jiuxiu outside the restaurant.

Li Jiuxiu was eating at the restaurant opposite at this time, because of her previous attitude towards Luo Jiaojiao, Luo's restaurant did not welcome her.

I can only go to the restaurant next door to eat.

Luo Jiaojiao glanced at Li Jiuxiu, then looked away, shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Luo Yan put a plate of freshly fried pork scraps in front of Luo Jiaojiao.

Touching Luo Jiaojiao's head, she said with a smile, "I also sprinkled sugar on you, so I can pad my stomach."

Luo Jiaojiao squeezed the little fat on her stomach, and sighed like a kid, "No wonder I'm so fat!"

Luo Yan pinched Luo Jiaojiao's cheeks in a funny way, "Where is it fat, it's not fat at all."

Although that is what he said, Luo Jiaojiao did not intend to reject this lard residue.

In her previous life, she didn't lack for anything, and she didn't like to eat such things as lard residue.

Of course, no one specially made it for her to eat.

Now I don't know if it's because of the lack of food in this world or what, but Luo Jiaojiao feels that everything tastes good.

The fried golden and crispy lard dregs were placed on the counter. Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe put their heads together, and you took a bite.

From time to time, he would feed Thirteenth Uncle who was doing accounts and collecting money.

What Luo Jiaojiao ate was a mouth full of oil.

It was so fragrant that I couldn't help but narrow my eyes, and my two little feet couldn't stop dangling.

Luo Yan looked at Luo Yuan and Luo Jiaojiao's clothes and frowned.

"Are your clothes too small?"

Not long ago, Luo Yan went to the cloth shop to buy cloth for them, but because the shop was busy, she only made Luo Yan's clothes.

Then Luo Yan tugged on Luo Zhe's clothes, and it was indeed too short.

"It just so happens that there is nothing to do today, and there is no rain outside today, shall we go shopping for clothes?" Luo Yan said with a smile.

Luo Yuan tugged at the clothes on his body and grinned, "This clothes can still be worn, besides, sister, aren't you making clothes?"

Luo Yan rolled his eyes at him, "It takes a lot of time to make a suit of clothes, besides, can you wait for Jiaojiao and they can wait? Children grow up so fast."

Hearing what Luo Yan said, Luo Yuan didn't say anything anymore.

Because Luo Zhe didn't want to go out, Luo Yan took a soft ruler to measure his size, hugged Luo Jiaojiao and pulled Luo Yuan and went out.

It's a rare sunny day outside, even though it's sunny, the temperature in February isn't really warm.

Luo Jiaojiao was wrapped up thickly, and was carried out the door.

As we all know, children have no human rights!

The three of them hadn't arrived at the cloth shop, and just approached a small alley when they heard the sound of punching, kicking and moaning from inside.

"Little beast, where is the food on your body! Bring it!"

"I saw with my own eyes that you still have half a white flour steamed bun on your body. Where did you hide it?"

"Yo, still a bitch! Hehe!"

"..."

Luo Yan and the others wanted to pretend that they hadn't seen anything, after all because of the famine and the plague some time ago.

This kind of thing is too common!

Even their restaurant has this kind of thing happen from time to time, let alone outside.

Just when everyone was about to ignore it, Luo Yuan glanced sideways and saw a familiar corner of his clothes.

Instantly opened his eyes wide.

Turn around and walk straight into the alley.

He kicked the man lying on top of the girl away.

The man was dressed in rags, and the clothes on his body were already dirty and shiny.

He turned his head and looked at Luo Yuan viciously, "How dare you hit me?"

Luo Yuan folded his chest and sneered, "What happened to beating you?"

As he spoke, he kicked hard again.

The man clutched his stomach and fell to the ground in an instant. He got up and waved his fists fiercely to hit Luo Yuan.

Although Luo Yuan is young, he has been fighting with people in the village since he was a child.

In terms of fighting skills, he is only slightly inferior to his elder brother Luo Hao.

Luo Yuan's eyes fell on the trembling girl who kept pulling at her clothes and curled up in the corner of the wall.

A ruthless look quickly flashed in his eyes.

Then he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the man's head.

Luo Yan and Luo Jiaojiao were also a little dazed at this time, not understanding why Luo Yuan got into a fight with someone out of nowhere.

But Luo Yan absolutely did not watch his younger brother fight with others, and he was watching by the side.

She walked into the alley with Luo Jiaojiao in her arms, then let Luo Jiaojiao down and asked her to stand aside obediently.

He tore off the hairpin casually, grabbed the hairpin and stabbed it in the man's back.

"Ouch!"

The man felt a pain in his back, and his hand softened when fighting with Luo Yuan.

Luo Yan's face remained unchanged, and he took the wooden hairpin and tied it again and again.

Luo Jiaojiao danced and shouted for cheer.

Before long, the man was defeated.

Clutching his bleeding back, he fled majestically.

With her hair loose, Luo Yan spit at the man's back and suddenly said, "Bah!"

After that, he pulled up his waist-length black hair in two or three strokes.

Luo Jiaojiao approached the girl who was huddled in the corner.

She clearly saw the girl trembling non-stop.

Luo Jiaojiao reached out and patted her on the back, her small hand seemed to have soothing magic power.

The girl stopped trembling, and turned her head to look at her in a daze, with big tears in her eyes that couldn't be shed.

Luo Jiaojiao had already recognized that this girl was the one who stopped their car that rainy day.

She was also the girl who helped sweep the door of their restaurant some time ago.

She turned her head to look at Luo Yuan, which also explained why Luo Yuan suddenly took care of this nosy business.

Luo Yuan stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and walked towards the girl with some embarrassment, "Well, are you okay?"

The girl stood up with red eyes, and said hoarsely, "I'm fine, thank you."

Then a white thing rolled down from the girl's clothes.

Rolled twice and rolled straight to Luo Jiaojiao's feet.

Luo Jiaojiao knelt down and picked up the thing.

It was a half-eaten steamed bun that was as hard as a rock.

The girl quickly walked up to Luo Jiaojiao and took back the half steamed bun from her hand, carefully putting it back into her bosom, as if she was not holding half a steamed bun, but a rare treasure.

After bowing his head in thanks, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait! Our family runs a restaurant, and sometimes there are endless meals, do you want it?"