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

The next day,

When the family got up, Luo Jue and Xu Chuan had already left.

Luo Yan was still holding the dry rations he had just prepared, and said with a frown, "Why did you leave so soon, he didn't even take the dry rations I prepared for him."

"Let's go, Xiaojue left so early because she didn't want to part with us."

Luo Yan hummed sullenly, and raised the heavy dry food in his hands, "But he didn't bring anything, so what should we do with the food?"

"I came to see my fourth brother last night, he took his things and left." Luo Jiaojiao said.

Luo Jiaojiao's words were not complete, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

He knew in his heart that Luo Jiaojiao must have prepared some dry food for Luo Jue.

When Luo Yan heard Luo Jiaojiao's words, she finally put her heart in her stomach.

He reached out and stroked Luo Jiaojiao's soft hair, "Thank you for your hard work."

Luo Jiaojiao waved her small hand, no hard work!

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

The temporary shelters for the refugees outside the city gate have already been built, and the potatoes of the common people have already sprouted.

Luo Jiaojiao, Luo Yan and Han Qingge walked outside Yong'an City, everything was thriving.

In just a few short days, the entire Yong'an City seemed to have been completely reborn.

They can still vaguely remember half a month ago, when they first arrived in Yong'an City.

The people in the city seemed to have lost their souls, and they looked like walking corpses. Just looking at them made people feel chills.

Now it seems to have injected a mouthful of living water, and everyone has a smile on their faces.

Han Qingge looked around on tiptoe.

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head and glanced at her, "Second brother is not here."

Han Qingge blushed suddenly, "Who...who said I was looking at him!"

Luo Jiaojiao nodded, "Oh, you're not looking at him."

Hearing Luo Jiaojiao's plain words, Han Qingge blushed even more, but this time she was angry.

She turned her head to look at Luo Jiaojiao, always feeling that Luo Jiaojiao's words were weird.

But she couldn't argue with Luo Jiaojiao, a child, let alone Luo Yan's own sister.

He could only turn his head angrily.

After walking for a while, I saw Luo Yan who was patrolling among the refugees.

The refugees looked at Luo Yan with respect in their eyes.

They don't care who the official is, or how old the adults are, and whoever can make them live a good life, they respect whoever they want from the bottom of their hearts.

During this period of time, there were also some women with ulterior motives who posted towards Luo Yan.

But Luo Yan is calm in his arms, and his heart is like iron, so they don't want to think about it after a long time.

As soon as Luo Yan turned his head, he saw Luo Yan and others walking towards this side.

There was a smile on his face, and he walked up quickly, "The sun is so big, why don't you come in a carriage?"

"We didn't see the groom when we went out, so we came here by ourselves and went shopping by the way."

With that said, Luo Yan handed over the prepared food box.

Luo Yan took the food box and hugged Luo Jiaojiao in his arms, "You guys came at the right time, I will take you to a good place!"

Luo Jiaojiao and the others were fine when they went back to the house, so naturally they had no objection.

Soon, they got into Luo Yan's carriage, and the group arrived at a place.

There are stretches of land as far as the eye can see.

Maybe it's because no one has planted it for a long time. Weeds are overgrown and it looks a bit barren.

At this time, there are people plowing on every piece of land.

Plowing the land under the sun is of course hard work, everyone is sweating profusely, but they can't hide the smiles on their faces.

"The potatoes of the common people have already germinated. After the soil is loosened, it can be cultivated." Luo Yan had a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Seeing Luo Yan's figure, the people who were working in the fields stopped their work one after another.

Say hello to Luo Yan.

"Lord Luo is here!"

"Lord Luo came to see us again today!"

"Hello, Mr. Luo!"

"Master Luo, my land is almost finished plowing, and I can grow potatoes tomorrow!"

Everyone was smiling and talking in a hurry.

Luo Jiaojiao felt that her ears were filled with "Master Luo" with various voices, and the voice was a little noisy.

But this shows how popular Luo Yan is.

Luo Yan also greeted them with a smile.

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head to look over, and saw Luo Yan standing tall and straight by the side of the road.

The body shape is stronger than before, the originally fair skin has been tanned due to the wind and sun during this period, and the temperament of the weak scholar has weakened by two points.

But I feel more like a man.

And his no longer strong shoulders have taken on the people of a city at this moment.

Luo Yan's gaze fell on the ground, and he didn't dislike the soil being dirty at all. He took two steps forward and grabbed a handful of wet soil from the ground.

Han Qingge said quickly, "The ground is dirty."

Luo Yan squeezed the soil in his hand and looked at her seriously, "Why is the soil dirty?"

"I grew up in the village since I was a child. I grew up on the land. I don't think it's dirty."

Then Luo Yan rubbed the dirt in his hands, let it fall on the ground, and looked into the distance, "After a few months, when the potatoes planted are harvested, the people in the city will be able to fill their stomachs!"

Han Qingge moved her lips, "I didn't mean that..."

Luo Yan nodded at her and said nothing more.

……

Beijing,

Jiang family,

Jiang Zhenbei laughed heartily at the dinner table.

The old lady of the Jiang family glanced at him, "What makes you so happy?"

Jiang Zhenbei couldn't help smiling, and said, "Today, the emperor reprimanded Han Feng again. It's really satisfying!"

"This can be regarded as his retribution for my nephews!"

Madam Jiang frowned upon hearing this.

Jiang Zhenbei had a panoramic view of her expression.

Jiang Zhenbei frowned and looked at her, "What's wrong with you?"

Madam Jiang looked up at him, "Don't say these things again, Prime Minister Han is more open-minded than you, at least he is a real villain."

"And what about you? You keep saying that you love Jiaojiao's children, but if something happens to them, you may not necessarily do anything."

"Do you dare to say that you don't know anything about Prime Minister Han's actions against Luo Yan? You dare not, you know very well that you just don't want to get burned."

The eyes of the mistress of the Jiang family seemed to be able to penetrate Jiang Zhenbei's soul, and then she said coldly, "A hypocrite is more hateful than a real villain!"

Jiang Zhenbei's face suddenly became ugly, and the anger on his face could not be covered, and he said sharply, "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean I'm a hypocrite?"

"What do you mean I didn't do anything? You women don't understand anything. The emperor is obviously going to clean up the officialdom now. If I act rashly, I'm afraid we will be the ones who get angry at this time."

Madam Jiang looked at him disappointedly, "You almost don't know you anymore, my husband should be the great general who had righteousness in his heart and acted from the heart, not you."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhenbei's face became even uglier.

Throwing down the chopsticks in his hand, "A woman's opinion! I have nothing to say to you!"

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