Seeing Luo Yue's filial and well-behaved appearance, Luo Laosan got angry.

He also had two daughters and a son, but his two daughters were ugly, had poor grades, were too lazy to be used, and could not be ordered around at all.

He opened the cupboard and took out the largest bowl to serve himself a bowl of sweet potato porridge. He ate it while complaining, "Just eating like this, no vegetables?"

Luo Yue took out a plate of pickles that she had fried a few days ago and placed it on the stove.

"Is this all left?" Luo Laosan was a little dissatisfied. He picked up the plate and poured everything into his bowl, then continued to eat with big mouthfuls.

Luo Yue was not angry when she saw that he had eaten all the pickles. She took out the pickled radish made by her mother from the jar in the corner, cut it into cubes and put it on the plate. It was another dish to go with the rice.

Luo Laosan immediately picked up the chopsticks and put a lot of food into the bowl.

Luo's mother is the best at pickling various pickles. The radishes she pickled are very chewy and crispy.

In the past, Luo Yue would stir-fry it specially and sprinkle some sesame seeds on it, which would make it taste more fragrant and delicious, but now she is unwilling to go to the trouble.

After packing the sweet potato porridge into the vegetable basket, Luo Yue and Luo Laosan went out together.

On the way, Luo Yue kept asking Luo Lao San all kinds of questions, "When did my dad and the others wake up? Are they okay? Will they be able to go home soon?"

"Are you annoying?" Luo Laosan yelled at her impatiently, "You'll know when you go there."

If it were a real child, he would have been scared to tears by Luo Laosan's ferocious appearance. But Luo Yue was an adult who had died once after all. She glanced at Luo Laosan and stopped talking.

Luo Laosan was frightened by her eyes. He felt that they were not like those of a child. They were too cold, as if they had no human emotions.

Then he shook his head, denying his own idea.

He watched Luo Yue grow up. She was the most sensible and well-behaved child in the village. It was impossible for her to have such a cold look. He must have seen it wrong and thought too much.

No one spoke as an awkward atmosphere spread between them. Luo Laosan didn't think he was wrong. He was a grown man and an elder. If he was unhappy, he would yell at the junior and even kick him a few times. What's more, this was not the first time he yelled at Luo Yue. He kept an indifferent attitude until he stepped into Doctor Li's yard.

Before I entered the main room, I heard voices coming from inside.

"How could we be possessed by evil spirits?" Luo's father's voice was a little doubtful. "It's clearly food poisoning."

"That bitch Luo Yue must have poisoned the food." Luo Yaozu cursed weakly, "When I get better, I will kill her."

With outsiders present, Luo's father pretended to be a father who loved his daughter and scolded him, "What nonsense are you talking about again? Do you have a fever again? Your grandma ate the food too."

Luo Yue stepped into the main room at this time, attracting everyone's attention. She looked at her parents and grandfather, "You must be hungry, I cooked sweet potato porridge." She glared at Luo Yaozu angrily, "The food I cooked is poisonous, I want to kill you, so don't eat it!"

"If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it!" Luo Yaozu retorted fiercely, "You just want to poison me. Stop pretending. You can fool my parents, but you can't fool me."

Luo Yue looked at her parents with a sad face, "Mom and Dad, do you believe that I poisoned the food to kill you?" If they believed it, she smashed the sweet potato porridge on the spot. If she didn't send them food, grandma wouldn't cook for them, so they would just starve.

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