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

Seeing this look of showing kindness to Luo Jiaojiao as much as possible, Luo Jiaojiao no longer panics in her heart.

It's just that he still feels a little nervous about the fact that he was in the vegetable business before.

Naturally Xiong knew how frightening his face was to a child, he took two steps back, "Then I'll be leaving first, I have to water the potatoes today."

Luo Jiaojiao waved at Xiong Da, and said obediently, "Okay, goodbye."

The soft and cute little girl looked at him without fear or disgust, as if he was an ordinary person on the side of the road.

Xiong Da only felt as if his heart had been scratched gently.

Turning around, she muttered to herself, "Maybe it's time for me to have a girl too."

After what happened to Wan Jiajun, Luo Jiaojiao was not interested in strolling outside.

Walking in the direction of the county magistrate's mansion, as soon as he got home, he saw Luo Zhe sitting on the steps in front of the house looking around, not knowing who he was waiting for.

His eyes lit up when he saw Luo Jiaojiao, and he took Luo Jiaojiao's hand and ran towards the house with a hasty look on his face.

"Slow down, slow down, what are you running for!"

Luo Zhe pulled Luo Jiaojiao and ran away, as if he didn't hear Luo Jiaojiao's words at all.

Soon, Luo Jiaojiao knew why Luo Zhe was in such a hurry.

"The last time you bullied my Jun'er, I think we don't care about it because we are a family, but you still bully our Jun'er, why don't you think I'm dead!"

The woman was full of anger, pointing at the faces of Luo Yan and the others and said.

Luo Jiaojiao, who was far away, could see her saliva splashing all over, and she looked a little disgusted.

"Mrs. Wan Jia, don't worry, what happened? Our Jiaojiao is not the kind of child who will bully others casually." Uncle Thirteen said.

The woman became even more angry, "Then you mean that I have framed you? Are all these injuries on my Jun'er fake?"

"Your family Jiaojiao is not a child who bullies others, so the injuries on my Jun'er appeared out of thin air?"

Luo Yuan became angrier as he listened, "Uncle Thirteen, why are you talking so much with her? She made it clear that she came to trouble us."

"How old is your son, and how old is our Jiaojiao? You don't feel ashamed to say that our Jiaojiao bullied your son!"

Luo Jiaojiao frowned and looked at Wan Jiajun who was hiding behind the woman.

At this time, Wan Jiajun's face was bruised and swollen, and there were still crying marks on his face, and his clothes became tattered.

The whole person looked miserable, which was very different from the way he was arrogantly beating her before.

Although I don't know how he made it look like this, it was definitely not her doing.

When Wan Jiajun's mother saw Luo Jiaojiao, she was instantly out of breath.

Pointing at Luo Jiaojiao, he began to scold, "Why are you so vicious at such a young age?"

"Enough!" Luo Jiaojiao shouted at the woman who looked like a mad dog.

There was a brief silence in the air.

"Is your mind full of water? What do you believe in what he says?"

Luo Jiaojiao really couldn't understand why Wan Jiajun's mother, as an adult, thought that she could beat Wan Jiajun like this when she was only three years old.

Although she is not an ordinary three-year-old child, she is indeed just an ordinary child in the eyes of others.

Then he walked up to Wan Jiajun with a stern face, "How did you get the injury on your body, why do you say I did it?"

Wan Jiajun's face was full of anger, with some grievances, "You did it! You did it!"

Luo Jiaojiao was dumbfounded.

Wan Jiajun's appearance doesn't look like a fake, and Luo Jiaojiao also believes that Wan Jiajun's brat doesn't have such superb acting skills at all.

Seeing his expression of resentment, grievance, and death, Luo Jiaojiao didn't even start to wonder if it was really him who hit him?

"Since you said that I beat you, how do you say I beat you?"

Wan Jiajun became even angrier when he heard the words, "I just left and was about to go home, so I put a sack on it and punched and kicked me!"

Saying that, Wan Jiajun felt even more aggrieved, tears streaming down his face.

Choked up and said, "You don't even know how much it hurts!"

Luo Yuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

The distressed woman next to her glared at Luo Yuan angrily, "Didn't you hear that Jun'er is so pitiful? Why are you still laughing?"

Luo Yuan laughed even louder, "It's fine for your son to be stupid, but are you also stupid at your age?"

"you……"

Without giving the woman a chance to continue talking, Luo Yuan continued, "How tall is your son, and how tall is our Jiaojiao? You even swear that it was our Jiaojiao who made him a sack, and the whole family is so stupid that it was a thing that ascended to heaven." .”

Uncle Thirteen frowned and tugged at Luo Yuan's clothes.

Luo Yuan curled his lips and muttered, "It's what it is, even if I'm stupid, I still have the face to come to my door!"

"Xiao Yuan!" Hearing the displeasure in Uncle Thirteen's tone, Luo Yuan closed his mouth.

Luo Jiaojiao walked up to Wan Jiajun, staring at him with big watery eyes, "Since you said I hit you, did you see me do it?"

Wan Jiajun's lips moved, and he said firmly, "I didn't see you, maybe you asked someone else to beat you!"

Luo Jiaojiao: ...

tired!

She had no desire to explain.

Walking directly to Wan Jiajun and stretching out his hand was a slap in the face!

"Slap!" There was a crisp applause, and the air was quiet for a moment.

Before Wan Jiajun's mother could react, Luo Jiaojiao cleverly sneaked behind Luo Yuan.

as predicted!

"You fucking girl, you dare to hit Jun'er in front of me!" As he said that, he was about to hit Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Yuan grabbed her arm and pushed her away fiercely, "Try to touch my sister!"

Luo Jiaojiao poked her head out and said to Wan Jiajun, "If I want to hit you, I can do it myself, no one else is needed!"

"I didn't hit you anyway, believe it or not!"

Wan Jiajun was stunned. Compared with the scars on his body, the slap on his face was painless.

Luo Jiaojiao was weak, so she only heard a loud slap.

Actually it doesn't hurt at all.

The woman was so angry that her face turned green, she turned her head and stared at Luo Yan who was standing silently at the side, "Then what about the slap she just slapped my Jun'er? Did you all see it?"

Luo Yan silently shook her head, "I didn't see it."

Then he turned his head and asked Luo Yuan, "Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it either!"

The woman's face became even uglier, she turned her head and looked at Uncle Thirteen's face, "Old man, you have to be reasonable!"

Uncle Thirteen turned his head to look around, raised his forehead and said, "I'm too old, I didn't see what happened just now!"

"You, you! You are too deceitful."

Luo Yan said coldly to the maid beside him, "This is the county magistrate's mansion, not everyone can be brought in, if there is another time, you all pack up and leave together!"

The maids responded with a look of panic.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you pull out the irrelevant people?"

The servant girl grabbed the woman's arm from left to right, "Madam, please!"

The woman's face turned red, and she was as angry as a pig's liver.

Shaking off the hands of the maids, "Don't pull me, I'll go by myself!"