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

the next morning,

Before the door of the restaurant was opened, the door was already crowded with people waiting to be fed.

Luo Yuan opened the door and said with a smooth smile on his face, "Guest officers, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and we are closed."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and there was constant worry on their faces.

"If you don't open the door, what shall we eat?"

"Yeah, there are no other places that have such cheap things as your store."

"Ten coins are not a dish in other stores, and we won't even let us in through the door."

"..."

Everyone in Luo Hao had already thought about today's situation.

Luo Yuan smiled and said, "Although the restaurant is not open, you can go there in the afternoon when the county magistrate is serving porridge at the gate of the city. You won't be hungry."

Everyone around the door smiled when they heard the words.

With a solid family background, they might even order a bowl of white rice when they come to eat in a restaurant.

But if the family is poor, let alone plain rice, even the ten cents a plate of mushrooms they have to count the days.

It was Luo Yan who told them yesterday that the magistrate gave porridge.

Although the restaurant is closed today, Luo Yan fried a few barrels of mushrooms early.

These mushrooms were sent to the city gate to support the refugees.

Although the county magistrate didn't ask them to do anything, it's not really flattery, it's just that people know about the kindness.

……

The members of the Luo family, including Song Shinian, took a few barrels of mushrooms and boarded Thirteenth Uncle's ox cart and rushed to the gate of the city.

Peach Blossom Town isn't that big, and it didn't take much effort to get there.

From a distance, I saw a long wooden table at the gate of the city.

There are several wooden barrels on it, and several policemen are standing on Table Mountain holding wooden spoons and serving porridge.

Luo Jiaojiao and the others also saw an acquaintance, and that person was Shen Jinxing.

There were two lines of people lined up in front of the table, with no end in sight, and heads everywhere.

It may be because the people who gave the porridge were all from the yamen, even though there were many people, none of them dared to make trouble.

They all took a bowl of porridge and left.

Luo Yan hugged Luo Jiaojiao and walked beside Shen Jinxing, "Brother Shen."

When Shen Jinxing heard the words, he turned his head and looked over, and was also a little surprised to see that it was Luo Yan who came.

"Brother Luo, why are you here?"

Luo Yan pointed to several wooden barrels on the bullock cart, and briefly explained the purpose of his visit.

Shen Jinxing nodded, and said with a righteous face, "Brother Luo has righteousness in his heart, and this is a great kindness, but knowledge cannot be wasted..."

The rest of Luo Jiaojiao was not interested in listening.

It may be because he is the second generation of officials, his mind is full of hard work, loyal to the emperor and patriotic.

And determined to turn all the talents around me into such people.

Luo Hao and others lifted the mushrooms from the bullock cart, opened the lid of the wooden barrel, and instantly the delicious smell of mushrooms filled the air.

Shen Jinxing and the others made a bowl of porridge for the refugees, and Luo Yan helped them make a spoonful of vegetables.

The refugees ate with gusto.

Just when Luo Jiaojiao lamented that these refugees behaved in an orderly manner without making any noise.

A familiar face appeared in front of Luo Jiaojiao.

Song Shinian's hand froze when he was handling the vegetables.

The person who came was Li Jiuxiu, the heroine in the original book.

At this moment, she was holding a slammed bowl in her hand, and looked at Song Shinian in disbelief.

Tears filled the eye sockets almost instantly, and with her gray face, she looked a bit pear blossom with rain.

Luo Jiaojiao felt that if she was a man, she would definitely feel distressed.

But Song Shinian not only didn't feel distressed, but frowned, and gave her a spoonful of mushrooms as if treating a stranger.

Portions... same as others.

Li Jiuxiu looked at the mushrooms in her bowl, and then at Song Shinian who had a calm expression on his face, his hands tightening the bowl.

An inexplicable sense of humiliation rose in my heart.

But soon she put that feeling behind her.

A pair of red eyes stared at Song Shinian without blinking.

The voice was even hoarse and broken, and the listener was sad and the listener shed tears.

"Brother Shinian, where did you go yesterday? I've been waiting for you for a long time and you haven't come back."

Song Shinian didn't return, "Next!"

Li Jiuxiu looked at the porridge in his hand, and at Song Shinian who didn't show any affection, he was very angry.

"Brother Shi Nian, let me explain about grandma..."

"Don't waste everyone's time, can you? You've finished serving your own food, and we're still hungry."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was pushed by the person behind her.

She staggered and was pushed out. Fortunately, she was protecting the bowl, otherwise the bowl of porridge would have been spilled.

Li Jiuxiu stared at Song Shinian, but he kept his head down to order food for others, without any intention of saying anything for her.

Angrily, she turned her head and walked aside to drink porridge.

It seems that there is no intention of leaving for a moment.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help giving Song Shinian a thumbs up from the bottom of her heart, no wonder a cruel man could reach the highest position.

Except for Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe who was drinking water by himself with a sullen head.

The Luo family is not idle.

Li Jiuxiu has always wanted to find a time to talk to Song Shinian, but Song Shinian has always shown a refusal attitude.

until they run out of mushrooms.

Li Jiuxiu saw that Song Shinian was helping to pack the empty barrels, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Song Shinian's arm.

"Brother Shi Nian, why did you ignore me? I've explained everything to you, and... besides, grandma told you to take good care of me." Li Jiuxiu's eyes were red.

"You promised grandma!"

The girl looked at Song Shinian with a choked voice, and cried like pear blossoms with rain, as if Song Shinian had done something outrageous.

Luo Jiaojiao had a strange expression on her face.

No matter how you look at this drama, it is the role of the second female lead of the White Lotus. No matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be the heroine's role.

Song Shinian looked at Li Jiuxiu coldly, with an indifferent expression, "I have already paid off what I owed grandma, and I don't owe you anything."

"Grandma's kindness in taking care of me, I used all the silver and the rice that I have exchanged for these days to pay back, no matter how I calculate it, it should be enough."

"As for what your so-called grandma said to let you take care of me..." Song Shinian raised his head and looked straight at Li Jiuxiu, "I didn't agree."

"That kind of kindness will not catch up with my marriage."

Li Jiuxiu's face turned pale instantly, her lips moved but she couldn't say anything.

The whole person seemed to be nailed in place, unable to move.

Song Shinian put the last wooden barrel on the bullock cart, turned his head and took a deep look at Li Jiuxiu with complicated eyes.

In the end, only one sentence was left, "You, you can do it for yourself."

After speaking, he got into the bullock cart without looking back.

Song Shinian knew in his heart that even if he didn't know his origin or identity.

But he knew very well that he would not like such a woman.

Luo Jiaojiao blinked her bright almond eyes, watching the good show without saying a word.

Everyone could tell that Song Shinian was not in a good mood at this time. No one spoke, but their eyes fell on Song Shinian vaguely.

Suddenly the bullock cart came to a sudden stop, and everyone in the cart was staggered by the force.