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

"Did you listen to me?" Luo Jiaojiao huffed.

Song Shinian came back to his senses, nodded with a smile, "I heard it, I remember it."

Luo Jiaojiao handed over the things to Song Shinian and left.

After she left, Luo Yan also came.

Luo Yan glanced at the table in Song Shinian's room.

There was a lot of stuff on the table.

He could tell at a glance who sent these things.

"Brother Song, I don't have anything on me to give you, but..." Luo Yan's voice changed, "If there is anything that needs my Luo Yan's help in the future, I will definitely not refuse."

It was obviously an understatement, but when it came out of Luo Yan's mouth, there was a certainty that was hard to ignore.

It seems that it is only a matter of time for Luo Yan to achieve high positions and fame in the future.

Song Shinian smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Living in Luo's family for a long time, he also heard about Luo Yan's intelligence.

But the capital is too far away, even if Luo Yan is extremely intelligent, it would be unrealistic to travel from the small Taohua Town to the capital where the emperor is located in a short period of time.

I'm afraid it will be many years before they meet again.

Song Shinian didn't realize the weight of this sentence at this time, and just took Luo Yan's sentence as a joke.

After Luo Yan left, Song Shinian was finally able to sleep peacefully.

The next day,

Song Shinian still failed to return what Luo Jiaojiao and the others gave.

Luo Yan put a dozen or twenty baked fluffy sesame seed cakes and a whole bag of steamed buns into the carriage, and asked Song Shinian to take them on the road to eat.

Even Uncle Thirteen prepared a bamboo cup with a large enough capacity for Song Shinian and gave it to him.

It was a long journey from Taohua Town to the capital, and Luo Yan had prepared enough rations for him.

Song Shinian even let Song Shinian lead the carriage on the road.

His repeated refusals seemed useless in the face of the enthusiasm of the Luo family, and he could only accept it silently in the end.

The Luo family kept sending Song Shinian to the gate of the city, and did not go back until he was nowhere to be seen.

The streets in the cold winter are even more bleak, with few people walking on the road.

Except for a few restaurants that were still struggling to survive in this famine, there were still people coming and going, but they hardly saw anyone else.

Just as he was thinking, he saw a group of people surrounding the door of their restaurant from a distance.

The hearts of Luo Hao and the others "thumped" instantly.

Their brows were tightly frowned, could it be that Niu De from Dingsheng Pavilion started acting like a demon again?

Walking over quickly, the noisy cries instantly entered their ears.

"Everyone, come and see, this family is heartbroken."

"They knew that there were refugees coming to attack the village, but they moved from the village to the town ahead of time to live a good life. All the young people in the village were killed by those unconscionable refugees. They have no conscience!"

When Luo Jiaojiao heard this familiar voice, she instantly knew who was speaking in the crowd.

It was undoubtedly Wang Guihua, their aunt.

Someone in the crowd asked, "That's not right, how did I hear that the refugees raided the village randomly, how could I know in advance?"

"That's right, we know the Luo family, they are very simple, and they never raise prices indiscriminately in business. Surviving at such a young age is no longer easy."

"Besides, you old woman is so unreasonable. What do you mean they go to the town to live a good life? They have to bring the whole village with them if they want to live?"

"If they really knew the news of the refugees attacking the village and didn't warn the big guys, it would be really inhumane."

"..."

No matter what time it is, it is always people's nature to watch the excitement.

Luo Hao and the others finally squeezed in from the crowd.

Only then did she see Wang Guihua's face clearly.

Compared with the last time I saw her, Wang Guihua at this time could not be described as miserable twice.

The clothes on her body hadn't been changed for some time, and they were already shiny black.

His hair was greasy against his scalp, and his body smelled the same as Xu Chuan's body when he first came here.

Same...smelly!

It was even worse on the face. It turned out that he didn't have enough to eat, and his cheekbones were sunken and his cheekbones were particularly high, giving him a vitriolic look.

Now it is even thinner and scary, as if there is only a thin layer of skin left on the bones.

A pair of drooping triangular eyes appeared extraordinarily large, the eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the skin was chapped and blackened.

His body seemed to have been beaten, with mixed wounds and bloodstains.

Seeing the hatred in Luo Hao's eyes, Wang Guihua seemed to find an outlet.

She hurriedly ran towards Luo Hao, her voice was sharp and piercing, "Luo Hao! You bastard, give back the life of my son and my man!"

Before Luo Hao could react, Luo Yuan on the side kicked over, "Why are you crazy!"

"My brother and I went to the village to remind the village chief that there are refugees attacking the village in other villages. Didn't the village chief remind you?"

A child's voice echoed in the air.

Wang Guihua's face froze instantly.

Didn't the village chief remind them?

No!

The village head reminded, not only reminded, but also called the men in the village to reinforce the village entrance.

It's his family's man, and it's his turn to be lazy and miss something when it's his turn to patrol, so...

But can she admit it?

No!

Wang Guihua's gaze fell on the restaurant behind Luo Hao and the others, and the greedy look flashed across her eyes.

She is their aunt and their only relative, so their things are naturally hers.

Wang Guihua didn't even hide the look in her eyes.

Luo Yan and the others are all human beings, so how could they fail to guess what she was thinking?

"I don't care! If it weren't for you, my man and my son would die! You will pay for your life!" Wang Guihua said sternly.

Even Luo Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment after hearing this sentence.

Good guy, if you don't know the truth, you really think they killed her husband and son.

"What exactly do you want?!" Luo Hao clenched his fists and glared at Wang Guihua angrily with his tiger eyes.

Wang Guihua rolled her eyes and said, "You don't have to hold me accountable if you want, you have to support me."

While talking, he walked towards Luo's restaurant, "I haven't eaten for several days, get me something to eat, or I'll send you all to jail for food."

Wang Guihua looked at the restaurant that was getting closer and closer to her. She seemed to have eaten delicious rice in her mouth, and she was a little unsteady when she was so excited.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Luo Yuan stood in front of her.

She said with a half-smile, "Wang Guihua, you started dreaming when the sky was bright and bright?"

Luo Yan took over the words, "Don't say we have nothing to do with each other, even if there was a little relationship before, now that Li Mantian and Mao Dan are both dead, why are you still playing like an aunt?"

"Aren't you going to arrest us and put us in jail? Don't be idle, report to the police!"

Wang Guihua's face changed when she heard that she was going to report to the official.

Others don't know what's going on in Taohua Village, but the officers and soldiers in the government know it all.