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

Soon,

The door "creaked—" there was a sound.

Song Shinian quickly closed his eyes, although he didn't know why his first reaction was to close them.

The sound of the child's milk sounded right next to his ears, with anxiety that could not be ignored.

"Grandpa Xu, take a quick look, why brother Shi Nian hasn't woken up yet."

Luo Jiaojiao asked repeatedly while tugging at Xu Chuan's trousers.

"I said Luo Xiaoqi, you have asked this question no less than five times along the way, am I here?"

Xu Chuan muttered in an extremely weak voice, "I really owe you the Luo family, I just finished eating."

Luo Jue stood aside, also urging, "Master, Jiaojiao is in a hurry, show Brother Song quickly."

Xu Chuan vaguely glanced at the bed, and then looked away with just one glance.

"Boy, are you still awake?"

Song Shinian helplessly opened his eyes, covered his head and said, "I still haven't been able to hide it from Doctor Xu."

"Hey, don't call me a miracle doctor, I don't need medical skills anymore," Xu Chuan said hastily.

Song Shinian smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's the kid's fault."

Luo Jiaojiao didn't expose Xu Chuan's intentions either.

He always said that he no longer has medical skills, but he still helps to see a doctor every time he encounters something.

Afterwards, he said that he had no intention of helping them, but was just teaching Luo Jue medical skills.

Every time it comes to his bottom line of no longer diagnosing and treating others, even a big fried chicken leg is needed to move his bottom line down.

"Brother Shi Nian, are you hungry?"

Luo Jiaojiao propped up her little face and asked while lying before Song Shinian's bed collapsed.

It has been more than three hours since they passed out at noon until they finished their dinner. Jihu hasn't eaten all day, so how could he not be hungry?

Luo Jiaojiao didn't say anything, he didn't feel it yet.

With that said, he really felt a little hungry.

The stomach also grunted very well.

Xu Chuan looked at Song Shinian carefully, and said, "It's a good time to rest and take medicine, and you'll be fine in a few days."

After speaking, Xu Chuan hurriedly urged Luo Jue who was standing on the side, "What are you doing there? Take me to take a bath!"

Xu Chuan was very resistant to taking a bath. He always said that he was such a big man and a bitch, why did he take a bath so diligently?

But everyone in the Luo family took a bath every day, so he was forced to try once.

So far, I have fallen in love with the shampoo and body wash, and even wash it once a day.

Now Liu Xu and the others have gone back to their rooms to rest, and everyone has finished their meal.

Naturally, Luo Jiaojiao would not wake them up and ask them to get up and cook for Song Shinian.

"Brother Shi Nian, wait, I'll get you something delicious."

After speaking, Luo Jiaojiao ran out in a flash.

After a while, he came in with a wooden tray on which many things were placed.

Walking is a little shaky, it seems that walking is very difficult.

Seeing this, Song Shinian quickly got up from the bed and took the tray from Luo Jiaojiao.

Put it on the table.

"Why did you take so many things?"

On the wooden tray was an oil-stained New Orleans grilled chicken leg, a meat bun, and a bowl of oden with bamboo sticks removed.

After all, these things are readily available in convenience stores, just take them out of the supermarket.

Unlike other foods that require secondary processing by themselves.

Song Shinian did not doubt the origin of these things.

During the time he lived in Luo's restaurant, Luo Yan would occasionally make some food that he had never seen before and share it with everyone.

Luo Yan's culinary skills are excellent, and the dishes he makes casually are even more delicious than the meals in the palace.

Looking at the attractive food in front of him, he didn't resist, picked up the chicken legs and started eating.

Mouth full of oil.

The meat buns were also very different from the ones he had eaten in the past, even the plain radish in the bowl of soup had a special taste.

He didn't eat for a day, and it didn't take long for him to wipe out all the food in the wooden tray.

Luo Jiaojiao blinked her eyes and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Song Shinian blushed rarely, coughed twice, and nodded slightly, "It's delicious."

Seeing Song Shinian finished eating, Luo Jiaojiao also felt a little sleepy.

The head was nodding down one after another.

Just then, the door was pushed open again.

Song Shinian looked over, and it was Luo Yan who pushed the door open.

At a glance, he saw the milk dumpling sitting on the table, holding his chubby face with two small hands, nodding sleepily.

Luo Yan looked at Song Shinian, and said with a serious face, "Thank you this time, if it wasn't for you..."

He had been studying in the backyard today, and by the time he knew the ins and outs of the whole thing, Song Shinian had already passed out.

If Song Shinian hadn't blocked that chair for Luo Jiaojiao, they might have seen Jiaojiao's corpse now.

Thinking of this possibility, Luo Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of malice that he couldn't suppress.

Just sending them to the government is really too cheap for them...

Song Shinian hurriedly said, "Anyone would never stand by and watch. It's too serious."

Luo Yan hugged the sleepy Luo Jiaojiao into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

Xiaotuanzi in his arms seemed to feel a familiar breath, adjusted a comfortable posture, and fell asleep with a steady and long breath.

Luo Yan nodded, looked at Song Shinian and said, "No matter what this matter is, our Luo family owes you a big favor. If there is anything we can help, just ask. "

After speaking, she hugged Luo Jiaojiao, turned around and left.

Song Shinian didn't speak either, just smiled and looked at Luo Yan's far away back.

He reached out and touched the white cloth on his forehead.

This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, otherwise he would not know when he would recover his memory and know who he is.

Thinking of this, it is inevitable to think of the figure of another person.

They are also born in rural areas, why is there such a big gap between people?

Because Song Shinian was injured while saving Luo Jiaojiao, in the next few days, Luo Yan and others did not let him get up to work again.

Three days a day, someone sent him to the room, and he was not even allowed to do the work.

It can be said that when the food comes, the mouth is opened and the clothes are stretched out.

He even had a feeling that he had returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion in the capital.

Luo Yan hugged Luo Jiaojiao and pushed the door open.

At this moment, Song Shinian was leaning against the bed and reading a book, and Luo Yan had given him that book after learning that he could read, fearing that he would be bored.

When Song Shinian saw Luo Yan, he said, "Here you come? I've already taken the medicine today."

He thought that Luo Yan was here to bring him soup.

Luo Yan put Luo Jiaojiao aside, smiled and took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Song Shinian.

Song Shinian took the piece of paper suspiciously, and there were a few large characters written on it - a contract of sale.