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

As soon as Luo Yuan's front foot arrived, Luo Yan's back foot came back.

There were still several unopened letters in his hand.

"Is it a letter from the capital?" The mother of the Jiang family asked.

Luo Yan nodded, and handed all the letters in his hand to Madam Jiang.

The envelopes of these envelopes were written personally by the Jiang family.

Madam Jiang frowned and looked down a few times, then threw all the letters aside without changing her face.

He said casually, "It's not something important, don't worry about it."

Luo Jiaojiao blinked her eyes.

She had just stood in front of the Jiang family's mistress, and she didn't shy away from her when she read the letter.

The letter was written by Jiang Zhenbei, and the lines between the lines urged them to return to Beijing as soon as possible, and even used the words of divorce to force her to return to Beijing.

It's a pity that the mother of the Jiang family didn't have any troubles on her face, and she didn't have the slightest intention of returning to Beijing.

That appearance seems to be saying, if you divorce your wife, you can divorce your wife, and my mother will live in Yong'an City until she dies.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it.

"The second crop of potatoes has been planted, why is there no response from the capital?" Luo Yan frowned and said.

Speaking of this moment, Luo Yan was also worried about it.

"The letter may already be on the way, don't worry."

The crowd nodded.

Luo Yuan had a big smile on his face, "I've never heard of any kind of food that can be produced by a thousand acres. If the person above promotes it, the people of Jingguo will never be hungry again."

"Maybe I'll give my second brother a promotion, maybe we'll be able to return to the capital." Luo Yuan grinned from ear to ear.

Everyone laughed when they heard it.

After all, the Tudou matter is indeed a great achievement, not to mention getting promoted and getting rich, even greater rewards are not unthinkable.

At this time, the letter finally arrived at the capital.

"Yong'an City? The county magistrate also wants to write a letter to the sage? How can the sage take care of such trivial matters?" The speaker casually threw Luo Yan's letter into a pile of unopened books. Among the letters.

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Since Yong'an City began to plant the second crop of potatoes, shops for business have sprung up on the streets of Yong'an City like mushrooms after rain.

Luo Yan walked down the street holding Luo Jiaojiao's little hand with one hand, and behind him was Luo Yuan who was pulled out as a slave.

"Sister, how long do we have to go shopping? I can barely hold my hands!" Luo Yuan complained after him.

"Go to the cloth shop and buy a few feet of cloth for you to sew spring clothes for you." Luo Yan said with a smile on her face.

"Let's agree. This cloth store is the last one. If I go shopping any further, I really can't hold it with both hands."

"Well, the last shop."

Listening to the back and forth conversation, Luo Jiaojiao also frowned.

Perhaps she had no family connections in her previous life, but now she especially enjoys spending time with her family.

Even if it's just talking about some unnutritious topics.

Just listening to it made her feel comfortable.

As soon as they arrived at the door of the cloth shop, Luo Jiaojiao and the others frowned.

"It's really unlucky, why don't we buy cloth another day?" Luo Yuan said.

Luo Yan nodded, obviously she didn't want to meet troublesome people either.

It's just that they just turned around when they heard a high-spirited voice behind them, "Isn't this the businesswoman from the county magistrate's family in Yong'an City?"

Luo Jiaojiao and the three looked at each other, with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

Obviously, it was too late for them to leave now.

Turning around, frowning and looking at the speaker, "Wan Muxue, what exactly do you want?"

Luo Jiaojiao was a little puzzled as to why Wan Muxue appeared here. As far as she knew, Wan Muxue's husband's family should not be in Yong'an Town, but she figured it out as soon as she thought about it.

In other places, the economy and people's livelihood are not recovering as quickly as Yong'an City.

They are probably still trying to find a way to fill their stomachs. Why are they talking about business if they can't even eat enough?

Wan Muxue looked at Luo Yan with a gloating expression on her face.

"I heard that the Governor has come to Yong'an City to inspect the city. I don't know how the city is doing?"

Although Feng Qingcai was mentioned in these words, her eyes were fixed on Luo Yan without blinking.

"Master Governor?"

"Are you talking about the governor who was shot and killed outside the city by refugees a few days ago? I witnessed his death with my own eyes at the time. It was a miserable situation."

"His dead body was collected by my second brother."

"What did you say? Lord Feng is dead?" Wan Muxue's eyes widened instantly, and her voice suddenly rose.

Luo Yuan plucked his ears, "It's such a mess outside now, what's so strange about how many people died, why are you making such a fuss?"

Wan Muxue couldn't believe what she heard.

But soon she came back to her senses and stared at Luo Yan with scrutiny.

What responded to her was Luo Yan's frank gaze.

Wan Muxue frowned, did Master Feng's death have nothing to do with Luo Yan?

wrong.

She had just introduced Luo Yan to Mr. Feng earlier, and he died on the street just a few days after he came to Yong'an City. If it was said that Mr. Feng's death had nothing to do with the Luo family, she would absolutely not believe it.

But Luo Yan and the others, how could they still have such open eyes after killing someone?

This is also something she couldn't figure out.

"It's a pity, Mr. Feng was still staying at my residence a few days ago."

"By the way, I even introduced you to him. Didn't Master Feng come to find you a cup of tea?" Wan Muxue looked at Luo Yan with bright red lips.

For a moment, the air became quiet.

"So it's you!" Luo Yuan's eyes turned red.

Putting down the big and small bags in his hands, he gave Wan Muxue a solid slap with his hands.

"I don't hit women, but I didn't say I don't hit sluts!"

"How did we provoke your family? You just grabbed us and insisted on killing us!"

Wan Muxue staggered two steps just by this slap, her neat bun fell apart.

The face on the beaten side became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She stared fixedly at Luo Yuan, "How dare you hit me?"

"I'll hit you if I hit you, why not choose a day?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at her coldly.

Luo Yan's face was also not good-looking, "Wan Muxue, you are already married and are no longer in Yong'an City. I really can't figure out how I offended you so that you want to hurt me like this."

These words seemed to stab Wan Muxue in pain, she pointed at Luo Yan with a frenzied face, "You actually have the face to ask where you offended me?"

"The person who should have married that useless old Mr. Liu should be you, you! Not me!"

"I am the one who was married as a concubine now, and I have endured all this for you. You owe me all of this!"

"You owe me!"

Luo Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped him directly.

Now both sides of Wan Muxue's face were red and swollen, but she looked well-proportioned.

"You still dare to hit me?" Wan Muxue couldn't believe it.

"Let me try to see if I can get the water out of your brain with a slap." Luo Yan said innocently.