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

Thinking of this, Luo Hao's hand holding Luo Jiaojiao tightened even more.

Luo Jiaojiao blushed and burst into tears.

Tears fell down, falling into Luo Hao's neck with scorching heat, which made him feel extremely distressed.

She didn't know what was going on, she was out of breath from crying.

He stretched out his small hand and patted Luo Hao's back, "Brother, I can't breathe anymore."

Only then did Luo Hao let go of Luo Jiaojiao's body as if waking up from a dream.

Just as Luo Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, her body vacated instantly.

She was held high by Luo Hao into his arms.

Tears flashed in Luo Hao's eyes, bloodshot from exhaustion, "Jiao Jiao, brother will never let you stay home alone again."

This time it can be regarded as teaching him a lesson!

Although Luo Jiaojiao was not used to being held in someone's arms, she didn't say anything at this moment, and quietly let Luo Hao hold her.

Luo Hao's body is very weak, even though he is already in his twenties this year, it is still a bit difficult for him to hold his thin three-and-a-half-year-old baby.

But still didn't want to let go.

Luo Jiaojiao's small body lay in Luo Hao's arms, and she could feel Luo Hao's deep love for his sister.

"crunch-"

The dilapidated old wooden door was pushed open, and Luo Jiaojiao looked over.

A few shabby, emaciated children walked in at the door.

Four men and two women. The girl was holding a wooden basket that she knew had been used for many years. There were only a few weeds in it, and more bark and clods.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the unstoppable intimacy of these people, and she knew that this was the emotion left by this body.

With a big head and a small body, Luo Yuan, the 11-year-old fourth son of the Luo family, frowned and said, "Brother, we haven't found any wild vegetables all morning, and the land in the south of the mountain has been bald."

"That's right, we managed to snatch these two wild vegetables and soil." Luo Yan, the only female among the five children, said.

Luo Jue, the fifth member of the Luo family, looked worriedly at Luo Jiaojiao in Luo Hao's arms, "Brother, did Jiaojiao faint from hunger again?"

Liu Xiang stretched out her hands towards Luo Hao, "Let me hug Xiaoqi, you rest for a while."

Liu Xiang was the daughter-in-law that the Luo family and his wife had arranged for Luo Hao before his death, and she was the same age as Luo Hao.

Luo Hao handed Luo Jiaojiao into Liu Xiang's arms, and gritted his teeth to tell what happened before.

Everyone became furious instantly.

"Damn Mrs. Xu, I'm going to kill him!" Luo Yuan said angrily.

"She just bullied our family without an adult, so she dared to be blatant"

"There are only a few brothers and sisters left in the Luo family. No matter where we go in the future, we will not be alone." said the eldest brother Luo Hao in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded.

Anger flashed across Luo Yan's eyes, and he reached out and touched Luo Jiaojiao's head, "Now the mountain has been eaten up, and it will be hard to find food for the future. This is the last bit of soil we can find."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent instantly, and no one spoke.

After a while, Luo Yan forced a smile, "I'm going to cook."

She carried the basket on the table and forgot about the stove.

Luo Jiaojiao quickly got down from Liu Xiang's arms, pointed to a small dark blue cloth bag under the kang and asked, "Sister, what is this?"

Luo Yan paused, frowned and took out the small cloth bag under the kang, and everyone was shocked when he opened it.

That's a whole bag of brown rice.

Luo Yan touched the brown rice in the bag with trembling hands, tears streaming down her face.

Where is the rice in her hand, it is clearly the life of their family.

Brown rice is already the worst rice that Luo Jiaojiao can find in supermarkets.

She didn't dare to take more, so she took out a small bag first, which happened to be the daily amount of the whole family.

Taking too much is afraid of attracting attention. The oldest in their family is only 15 years old.

It is a good idea to make a fortune in silence and make a fortune in silence.

Six-year-old Luo Zhe was the most greedy, so he quickly squeezed two grains and stuffed them into his mouth. Even if it was raw rice, he could eat it with gusto.

Looking at Luo Yan with sparkling eyes, as if he had eaten some delicacies from mountains and seas, "Sister, it's rice, it's rice, it smells so good!"

The children stared at the small bag of rice and swallowed their saliva.

Luo Hao was the oldest. He forced himself to look away from the bag, looked at Luo Jiaojiao in Liu Xiang's arms and asked, "Jiaojiao, do you know where this rice comes from?"

All eyes fell on Luo Jiaojiao.

She wasn't nervous either, she opened her round eyes and said seriously, "It was sent by my father and mother!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Father and mother?

Their parents went up the mountain to search for food last month, but they accidentally fell down the mountain and both fell to their deaths.

They buried it with their own hands!

Luo Jiaojiao continued, "When Jiaojiao was sleeping, my father and mother said that there will be more tomorrow, so we won't let us eat this soil."

Her eyes fell on the basket, half of which was gray soil.

She had heard that in times of famine, many people were so hungry that they could only eat Guanyin soil.

This is the Avalokitesvara soil, if you eat too much, you will die from the Avalokitesvara soil.

Luo Jiaojiao's eyes swept over the faces of the Luo family brothers and sisters one by one. They were much thinner than their actual age, they were big and small, and they looked very pitiful.

Since she took Luo Jiaojiao's body and accepted this kindness, she will definitely be responsible to the Luo family brothers and sisters to the end.

Luo Yan's eyes widened, and she stammered, "Xiao Qi, what are you talking about? There will be more tomorrow?"

Luo Jiaojiao nodded seriously, pointed to the things in the basket and continued, "My father and mother also said that if you eat these things again, they won't be given away."

A few people frowned, looking at the small bag of brown rice, a little undecided for a moment.

This small bag of brown rice can be eaten for a long time, especially now that it is a famine year, and food is a precious thing.

What Jiao Jiao said was so magical that they couldn't believe it for a while.

But apart from their dead parents, who else would give them food in this situation?

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the Luo family brothers and sisters silently, only frowning at the small bag of brown rice, and sighed inwardly.

She stretched out her thin and pitiful little hand, and pulled Luo Hao's patched hem, "Brother, Jiao Jiao is hungry."

Luo Hao looked at the thin and poor younger sister, gritted his teeth, "I've done it all! Even if I starve to death tomorrow, I'll have a full meal today."

Liu Xiang opened her mouth, "But..."

Luo Hao glanced over, and Liu Xiang closed his mouth.

Luo Yan took the brown rice into the kitchen, while Luo Yuan ran to the door with Luo Jue and shut the door firmly.

He bolted the door and pushed the door again, only to go back when he felt that the door could not be pushed.

"Jiaojiao is not afraid, brother will protect you." Luo Zhe stretched out his hand to hold Luo Jiaojiao's little hand, and said in a childish voice.

Luo Hao rubbed Luo Jiaojiao's head, and slowed down his voice, "I'll be full in a while, my dear."