The cannon fodder of Quick Travel counterattacks the host. She has a collecting habit!

After receiving all Luo Erya's memories and the general plot of this world, Luo Yangyang sighed. Zhao Wenqiang is the male protagonist of this world.

Before the male protagonist met the female protagonist, he was bohemian, unrestrained and free, but after meeting the female protagonist, he inspired a true love, and from then on he was strict with self-interest and single-minded.

Luo Erya was a tool for the male protagonist when he was wild and unrestrained. It can be said that he was not even a supporting role. He was offline in just a few months. He was really cannon fodder and could no longer be cannon fodder.

Fortunately, Luo Yangyang is here now, but in order to fulfill the original owner's wish, she still has to be the child bride.

But when he opened his eyes and looked at Luo Sanya who was blushing next to him, Luo Yangyang secretly fed her a drop of spiritual spring water into her mouth.

Hopefully she can save her burned-out IQ in time. This can be regarded as a way for her to repay the brotherly love for the original owner.

Fortunately, it was late at night and snoring was everywhere in the room, so no one paid attention to Luo Yangyang's movements.

Early the next morning, Luo Yangyang was woken up while sleeping soundly.

"Erya, Erya, how are you feeling?"

Luo Yangyang opened his eyes and met Daya's concerned gaze.

"Miss!"

Although his voice is still a little hoarse, fortunately, his body is no longer so uncomfortable. In order to adapt to the plot, Luo Yangyang decided to maintain his original image of being frail and sickly.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Before Luo Daya could speak, Luo Yangyang immediately started coughing.

Seeing this, Luo Daya hurriedly brought a bowl of warm water over.

"Drink some water first to moisten your throat!"

The door curtain was lifted, and Zhao Dahua heard the sound and walked in.

"Erya, are you awake? You should be fine once you wake up. Just go with your eldest sister to wash the clothes in a while!"

Luo Yangyang, who was drinking water, almost choked to death when he heard this. Is this still a human being? Let her, a sickly eight-year-old child, do laundry in the middle of winter!

No wonder the original person didn't mention these relatives at all. It seems that this is not without reason.

"Mom, I'm dizzy, I'm not ready yet, and I don't have any strength!"

As Luo Yangyang spoke, he looked like he was about to faint at any moment. Zhao Dahua frowned upon seeing this and said with some disgust:

"It's really useless. Look at your eldest sister. You'll be fine in just two days. How different are you guys who are useless!"

Luo Yangyang looked at Sanya lying next to him, and said nothing knowingly. He just glanced at Luo Daya.

Luo Daya was the first born, three years older than Luo Erya. At that time, Luo Laowen and Zhao Dahua treated Luo Daya quite well because they were their first children.

It is because of this good job that Luo Daya has a good body, unlike the other three sisters who have never had enough to eat since birth.

Looking at Luo Daya's height of about 1.3 meters and four, Luo Yangyang compared it with his original body, and found that the difference was not even a little bit different.

No wonder Luo Daya recovered quickly and sighed silently. She had to lower her head for the time being under the eaves!

"Mom, I can just wash the clothes myself. Let Erya rest. If you have anything to do at home, you can still greet her!"

"Okay, then go and come back quickly!"

"understood!"

After talking to Zhao Dahua, Luo Daya glanced at Luo Yangyang again, but Luo Yangyang had already closed his eyes at this moment.

As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind, Luo Yangyang wouldn't want to look at a mother like Zhao Dahua for a second.

Fortunately, the original wish was to be filial to the parents-in-law, not to the parents, otherwise Luo Yangyang, with Zhao Dahua's temper, would have gone crazy.

Seeing that Luo Erya seemed to be asleep again, Luo Daya sighed, and then went out with the wooden basin.

It's already the twelfth lunar month of winter, but I still have to go outside to wash clothes. After all, conditions are limited, and I have to save firewood.

Luo Yangyang closed his eyes and observed the small courtyard with his spiritual consciousness. There were only three adobe houses in the courtyard, and the courtyard walls were made of tree branches.

The one on the east side of the three houses is occupied by Zhao Dahua and Luo Laowen, with the kitchen in the middle. The one on the west side is where the four sisters live, but now there are only three sisters left.

Luo Siya had already been hastily buried. After all, it was almost unlucky to freeze to death during the Chinese New Year. Plus, the family didn't have much money, so they kept everything simple.

It was 1958 after the New Year, and Luo Yangyang was recalling the events of the first two worlds in his mind. Although they were parallel spaces, the major events were basically the same.

According to historical records, the Great Steelmaking Movement should have started in the second half of 58, and then came the era of big pot rice.

Immediately afterwards, we will face three years of natural disasters. Thinking about my small body now, if there are no plug-ins, I probably won’t be able to survive these three years of natural disasters!

Thinking about it, the original owner was lucky enough to survive under the care of his parents-in-law in his previous life. He was really lucky!

You know, in the past three years of natural disasters, countless people have died of starvation, and Luo Yangyang actually wanted to help.

After all, there is still a lot of food in space, but we still have to think about how this thing will work. It will not become a spirit after the founding of the country.

There is no spiritual energy in this world, and Luo Yangyang's spiritual consciousness can only be barely used, and the distance cannot be too far.

It is probably impossible to get Luo Xi out. Now I can only rely on myself!

Not long after he had been thinking wildly, Luo Yangyang heard a humming sound coming from Luo Sanya's mouth next to him. He thought he was about to wake up, but he didn't know if his IQ was still there?

"Cough, cough,"

Luo Sanya opened her eyes weakly, and then started to cry. After all, she was only a six-year-old child, so it was natural to cry when she felt uncomfortable.

"Why are you crying? Just stop and squint when you wake up! I just fell asleep this time!"

Look, there's no mother here. Even if you don't like your daughter, it's just the flesh that fell from your body. You don't want to see her like that!

Luo Yangyang opened his eyes and coaxed Sanya softly.

"Sanya, be good, don't cry, you'll make me angry in a while, and it's time for dad to beat you when he comes back!"

When it came to being beaten, Sanya stopped crying, which shows that Luo Laowen really beats the children a lot!

"Second sister, I'm hungry!"

It's okay if Sanya didn't say anything, but Luo Yangyang grunted when he said it.

Are you not hungry? I haven't eaten anything since I had a fever. I drank a bowl of water after I woke up.

But the food at home is not what they can eat if they want. There are two meals a day, and obviously they have missed this one in the morning.

It's already noon now, and we can have lunch after a while.

"Sanya, be patient for now. Second sister will pour you some water. You'll be able to eat in a while!"

With that said, Luo Yangyang got up from the end of the kang. When he got up, damn, it was so cold!

I was still wearing a single piece of clothing. I was nestled under the quilt just now, so the feeling was not so obvious. Now that I came out, it was really unbearable.

Fortunately, the kettle was on the dining table on the floor. Luo Yangyang quickly poured a bowl of water and came back.

"Sanya, drink it. You won't be hungry after drinking it!"

Sanya can speak clearly and express herself, which shows that her IQ is still there. Now Luo Yangyang doesn't have to worry about her becoming a fool.