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

In three steps and two steps, he rushed over with a cane, took Luo Jiaojiao's little hand, and checked up and down for a while.

Concern was evident in his eyes.

"Grandma was scared to death, she disappeared in the blink of an eye..."

Luo Jiaojiao hated the old man's expression in front of her the most.

He quickly opened his hands to the old lady of the Jiang family, as if begging for a hug.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the old lady of the Jiang family.

Although Luo Jiaojiao and the others have moved into Jiang's house now, it was the first time that she took the initiative to let her explode.

The old lady of the Jiang family quickly hugged Luo Jiaojiao who was outstretched with her small hands.

The little girl spoke softly, "Grandma, Jiaojiao knows she was wrong, so she won't run around in the future."

In an instant, the old lady of the Jiang family had thousands of words to say, but Luo Jiaojiao's words knocked them back.

She laughed, and fondled Luo Jiaojiao's head, "You are the only ghost."

As he spoke, he said to Luo Yan and the others, "Just wait for Brother Yan and the others, and we will have dinner when they arrive."

"What are we here?"

Luo Yuan walked in with a smile on his face, and next to him was Luo Yan, who was tall and straight and smelled like a book.

Madam Jiang said with a smile, "Brother Yan came back by coincidence, let's start dinner."

Since today was the first day Luo Jiaojiao and the others moved here, they didn't go to other places and ate directly in the lobby of their yard.

Walking into the hall, Luo Jiaojiao's eyes fell on the round mahogany table in the center of the hall.

There are eight dishes on the table, and there is no meat or fish.

The method is the same as the restaurant in Taohua Town, basically boiled for nothing.

Jiang's is slightly better, and there are two deep-fried dishes.

The way of cooking in Beijing is the same as that in Taohua Town, except that they are boiled or fried.

But there are more dishes than restaurants, but they are basically vegetables, and there are no meat dishes.

Luo Jiaojiao took a closer look, and found that the boiled cabbage gang and cabbage leaves, and the deep-fried box, only lotus root without filling.

For other dishes, she couldn't even tell what they were.

The old lady of the Jiang family said enthusiastically, "You are welcome, this is your own home, you can eat whatever you want."

Jiang Liu looked at Luo Yan and the others with a bitter face, his voice was aggrieved, and he whispered, "Now you know what I eat at home, right?"

"This kind of dish is still delicious and delicious that you can't eat outside."

The old lady of the Jiang family thought it was the children of the Luo family, and she was embarrassed when she came here on the first day, so she greeted her warmly, "Hurry up and eat, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Everyone had no choice but to pick up their chopsticks.

At this moment, a woman walked in under the leadership of the servants.

She was dressed in a bright red dress, her eyes were flushed and sparkling.

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head to look at Jiang Mingyu who was following the woman with a white cloth on her head and a weak face, and the memory of the alarm clock came back instantly.

That woman is Jiang Mingyu's mother, An Xiaoniang.

An Xiaoniang looked weak, pointed to the wound on Jiang Mingyu's forehead, and looked at the old lady of the Jiang family with an aggrieved expression.

"Old Madam, look at the wound on Mingyu's forehead. She belongs to her daughter's family. If there is a scar on her face, how can she discuss marriage in the future!"

The old lady of the Jiang family frowned and glanced at Jiang Mingyu's forehead.

The white cloth tied on the forehead is still bleeding faintly at this moment, it is estimated that the injury is not close.

Even though the old lady of the Jiang family didn't like the unruly and willful Jiang Mingyu, she was still the Jiang family's daughter and her granddaughter after all, so how could she not care?

"The injury doesn't seem to be serious. How did it happen?"

An Xiaoniang carefully glanced at Jiang's mistress, then knelt down.

He kept kowtowing to the Jiang family's mistress.

Tears kept falling like broken beads, "Miss, I know you don't like me, but the child is innocent!"

"Look at Yu'er's face, how do you still look at her when she's disfigured?"

An Xiaoniang pointed to Jiang Mingyu's forehead while speaking with tears in her eyes.

It seems that he has suffered too much grievance.

Madam Jiang's complexion suddenly became ugly, her hands clenched into fists and trembling non-stop.

Seeing this, the old lady of the Jiang family turned her head to look at the mother of the Jiang family, "What's going on?"

The wrinkled hands gently rested on hers, giving her strength invisibly.

The mistress of the Jiang family gradually calmed down, and turned to the old lady of the Jiang family and said, "Mother, I don't know how her face was hurt. I stayed by your side all day today and didn't go there."

The old lady of the Jiang family nodded, and cast a displeased glance at An Xiaoniang who was kneeling on the ground.

"She didn't go there today, so don't talk nonsense."

An Xiaoniang shook her head with tears in her eyes, "Old Madam, if it wasn't for the eldest lady, could it be the bright jade that Jiang Zhiyu wanted to throw a stone at?"

The old lady of the Jiang family frowned, and looked at Jiang Zhiyu who was trying to sit next to Luo Jiaojiao.

"Yu'er, did you hit Mingyu's forehead with the stone?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded unabashedly, with a little pride on his face.

"Yes, it's me!"

Even though the old lady of Jiang's family knew that Jiang Zhiyu was mentally incomplete, she felt angry in her heart when faced with this kind of thing.

After all, appearance is really important to a daughter's family.

Jiang Zhiyu was confident, "Who told her to say that the little fairy broke into the autumn wind!"

Then Jiang Zhiyu turned to look at the Jiang family's mistress, with a puzzled expression, "Mother, what does it mean to break the door and beat the autumn wind?"

Although Jiang Zhiyu didn't know what this sentence meant, but he could tell that it was not a good word.

The face of the old lady of Jiang's family became gloomy for an instant.

Suppressing his anger, he didn't make a sound, but his cold eyes fell on Jiang Mingyu's face.

Jiang Mingyu bit her lip, unconvinced and wanted to step forward to argue.

But An Xiaoniang grabbed her arm, and An Xiaoniang shook her head slightly at her.

Jiang Mingyu stamped her feet angrily, but didn't say much.

An Xiaoniang looked at the old lady of the Jiang family with red eyes, and said in a miserable voice, "Old Madam, although Mingyu said something that shouldn't be said, they should never throw stones at people!"

"This time, Mingyu's luck was good. It's just that the hit forehead didn't hurt her life, but the old lady knows how important appearance is to a woman."

"Just because of one sentence, what will we Mingyu do in the future!"

Then An Xiaoniang turned her head to look at Jiang Zhiyu, "Miss, why did you throw a stone at Mingyu's forehead?"

Jiang Zhiyu said seriously, "She scolded the little fairy!"

"Just because of this you're going to throw a stone at her?"

"Correct!"

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help stretching out her hand to pat her forehead when she heard the words, she was speechless.

An Xiaoniang kowtowed twice to the old lady of the Jiang family, "Old Madam, the eldest lady has already admitted it, and please ask the old lady to punish the eldest lady severely."