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

The enemy is particularly jealous when they meet.

Wan Jiajun saw Luo Jiaojiao almost instantly, "Damn girl! It's you again! You beat me last time and dared to come out!"

Luo Jiaojiao rolled her eyes to the sky.

Got it!

I can't run now!

She wasn't afraid, but she just felt that it would be troublesome to meet this brat.

Luo Jiaojiao put her hands on her hips, "What? This street belongs to your family? I can't come out yet?"

Standing in front of Wan Jiajun and his party, she looked extremely small.

After all, she was only three or four years old, and the people on Wan Jiajun's side were all seven or eight years old.

"Damn girl, how dare you speak hard!"

The children behind Wan Jiajun also realized Wan Jiajun's hostility towards Luo Jiaojiao.

The few people didn't think there was anything wrong with them bullying the big with the little ones, and surrounded Luo Jiaojiao.

One of the girls with double buns frowned, "Why do you embarrass a child like this? She's still so young."

Luo Jiaojiao looked at her a few more times.

She was the only one of these people who spoke for her.

Wan Jiajun glared at her impatiently, "If you talk too much, I'll beat you too!"

The girl's complexion changed, she glanced at Luo Jiaojiao guiltily, and said nothing more.

"Damn girl, your family is not here now, I think you have nothing to be arrogant about."

"Your face doesn't hurt anymore? I think you haven't been beaten enough!"

Wan Jiajun's face instantly became gloomy, so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Gritting her teeth, she said to Luo Jiaojiao, "I think you deserve a beating!"

As he spoke, he waved his fist at Luo Jiaojiao with a gloomy expression.

Luo Jiaojiao sighed inwardly, her little hand touched the cloth bag she carried with her.

I'm going to stun this impolite little bastard in a while!

If you don't teach him a lesson, he won't have a long memory!

Bear children are the best education!

"What are you doing!", the rough voice seemed to come from the bear's belly.

Wan Jiajun and the others couldn't help shaking.

Everyone turned to look at the speaker.

Not only does that man sound like a bear, but he also has the body shape of a bear!

He was tall and thick, wearing a shirtless white gown, with a bloody kitchen knife pinned to his waist.

Just being looked at by him makes one's calf tremble.

Wan Jiajun and others are pampered existences, where have they seen such a battle?

Before going out, their family members specially asked them not to cause trouble when they go out.

Before the famine year came, their identities still had a deterrent effect on these low-level people, but now they are completely useless.

These people can't even eat enough now, who cares who you are?

Anyway, I can't live anymore now, if you mess with me, I'll kill you, it's a bad life anyway.

So much so that now those dudes don't dare to provoke those people outside who can't eat enough, let alone Wan Jiajun and the others.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the approaching Uncle Xiong and blinked.

She was very impressed with this man.

He is the vegetable stall owner.

The owner of the vegetable stall frowned into the word 'Chuan', "You guys want to bully this girl?"

Wan Jiajun and the others kept trembling, and said in horror, "No...no, we didn't intend to bully her."

After finishing speaking, Wan Jiajun suddenly said, "Well, I remembered, my mother told me to go home, so I will go back first."

After speaking, he quickly got up from the ground and ran away without looking back.

It was as if there was something terrifying behind him.

"Yes, it's time for me to go home and study."

"My father told me to go home and practice martial arts."

"My mother told me to collect the clothes."

"..."

All kinds of reasons emerged one after another, and after a while Wan Jiajun and his dog legs all ran away.

Even the girl with the double bun was gone.

After driving away Wan Jiajun and the others, the vegetable stall owner suddenly squatted in front of Luo Jiaojiao and smiled kindly at Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao only felt that her scalp was numb, and goosebumps were about to come out.

The owner of the vegetable stall had a very vicious appearance, but now he was squatting in front of Luo Jiaojiao and smiling at her, the degree of horror can be seen.

"Well, Jiaojiao, eat, do you want candy?" The vegetable stall owner grinned and took out a candy from his arms, and handed it to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao's eyes fell on the candy in the hand of the vegetable stall owner, but she didn't reach out to take it.

He raised his eyes and looked at the vegetable stall owner warily, "What do you want?"

It's not that Luo Jiaojiao doesn't know good people, it's that the owner of this vegetable stall is really scary in appearance.

What's more, he used to be a cook for a living, which made Luo Jiaojiao even more wary.

I always feel that if I don't pay attention, I will be caught and chopped by him.

The vegetable stall owner directly stuffed the candy into Luo Jiaojiao's palm.

Reaching out to scratch his head, he grinned.

Luo Jiaojiao felt the hairs on her body stand on end.

Others laughed honestly, but the vegetable stall owner had a sinister arrogance when he laughed, as if he was about to draw out the kitchen knife from his waist and chop someone up in the next second.

"You, why don't you stop laughing." Luo Jiaojiao said cautiously.

The owner of the vegetable stall immediately suppressed his smile when he heard the words, "That's just right, I'm tired of laughing too."

"Well, Jiaojiao, my name is Xiong Da, you can call me Uncle Xiong." Xiong Da said as gently as possible.

Luo Jiaojiao almost laughed out loud, is her surname really Xiong?

It's even called Xiong Da!

Seeing that Luo Jiaojiao still seemed a little scared, he quickly said, "Don't be afraid, I have listened to Mr. Luo's advice and no longer do the vegetable business. Now that everyone can eat, who should be a vegetable?" Business."

Luo Jiaojiao didn't speak, but her eyes fell on the blood-stained kitchen knife on Xiong Da's waist.

"Don't be afraid, I'm used to it, don't put something on my waist, I don't want to get used to it."

Xiong Da cleared his throat, "I want to thank your family, if it weren't for you, my family wouldn't be able to eat."

Luo Jiaojiao looked at him strangely, "Aren't you a vegetable seller? How come your family has nothing to eat?"

Xiong Da shook his head, "They don't eat vegetables. They would rather starve to death than eat vegetables. But now they can't buy food even if they have money. They haven't eaten for several days."

"If it weren't for Mr. Luo, I'm afraid my family would have starved to death right now." Xiong Da looked at Luo Jiaojiao gratefully, stretched out his hand and patted his chest, "I will be useful in the future, Xiong Da. Just tell me, I live in the last house at the end of the street."

Xiong Da stretched out his finger to show Luo Jiaojiao the location of his home.

"My second elder brother is now the parent officer of Yong'an City, and life in Yong'an City will get better and better in the future."

Xiong Da nodded, "As long as you can eat, it's a good day."

"By the way, if those little bastards bully you tomorrow, come to me and see if I don't screw their heads off!" Xiong Da said viciously.

Luo Jiaojiao swallowed.

Xiong Da didn't look like he was joking at all, he seemed to really want to take Wan Jiajun's head off.