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

Song Shinian looked at Luo Yan suspiciously, "Sell yourself a contract?"

Luo Yan nodded, "I will give you back the deed of sale, and you will be free from now on."

After the Luo family patiently recuperated these days, the injury on his forehead is almost healed.

At least I won't feel dizzy when I stand up to speak at this time.

Song Shinian didn't make any pretentious excuses, and carefully folded up the deed of sale in his hand and put it away.

Looking at Luo Jiaojiao's brother and sister with both eyes, he said solemnly, "Thank you!"

Luo Yan came here to repay Song Shinian's sell-off contract, seeing that he had already accepted the sell-off contract, there was a smile in his eyes.

Luo Jiaojiao wrapped her small arms around Luo Yan's neck.

Like her, the Luo family has one thing in common.

That is not like to owe others.

If others treat them well, they will treat them very well.

In the same way, if others cheated them, they would pay back a hundredfold.

Unfortunately, in the plot of the book.

Whether it is Luo Yan or Luo Zhe, they have never felt any pure warmth in this world.

Every good intention in their lives is a conspiracy.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the two people who were smiling and looking at each other in front of her, and came back to her senses.

I also smiled sweetly.

But it is different now.

The hero and them are no longer the opposite, even if something unexpected happens in the future.

Luo Jiaojiao believes that through this period of getting along, they will definitely not reach the ending in the book.

Luo Yan said, "Then you have a good time to recuperate, we are going back."

"and many more."

Song Shinian's mouth stopped Luo Yan, and he stopped in his tracks.

Turning his head to look at Song Shinian in doubt, motioned for him to speak.

"Thank you for your care during this period of time. The injury on my head has also healed. I will set off for home tomorrow."

Thanks to Luo Yuan's propaganda, everyone in the Luo family knew what happened to Song Shinian and Li Jiuxiu.

It is also very clear that he has amnesia.

"Your memory recovered?" Luo Yan asked.

Luo Jiaojiao also stared at him with wide round eyes.

Song Shinian nodded slightly, "Yes, we will leave tomorrow."

Luo Yan nodded without speaking, turned around and left with Luo Jiaojiao in his arms.

Song Shinian didn't say much.

Regardless of the Luo family's attitude towards this matter, he will return to Beijing.

Just as Song Shinian was packing his bags, there were noisy footsteps outside the door.

After a while, all the members of the Luo family came.

Luo Yuan kicked open the door unceremoniously, "Brother Song, have you recovered your memory?"

Song Shinian smiled and nodded, not minding Luo Yuan's reckless behavior at all.

Not only did he not mind, but he felt that they were very temperamental.

Luo Hao: "We haven't had time to thank you for saving Jiaojiao, why are you leaving so soon?"

"It's really important, I have to do it."

What Song Shinian said was true, he enjoyed the atmosphere of the Luo family very much.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to return to Beijing as soon as possible because of something important, he would definitely stay here for a longer period of time.

Luo family brothers and sisters, although they are not very old, getting along with them is very comfortable and natural.

Luo Yan said with a smile, "Recovering memory is a good thing. Tonight, I will cook two dishes for everyone to celebrate together."

"Okay~"

After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms.

As soon as Song Shiqian stepped into the door, the door was pushed open the next second.

Luo Yuan quickly entered the room, and then took out a purse from his arms.

The purse looked a bit worn out.

Luo Yuan threw the purse to Song Shinian, and turned his back reluctantly.

"Brother Song, I'm afraid you don't have any money on you when you leave tomorrow, so I'll give you all the money."

Song Shinian could even hear the strong reluctance in Luo Yuan's voice.

After finishing speaking, before Song Shinian could say anything, he turned around and ran away.

Song Shinian touched the pouch with frayed edges, opened it, and found that it was full of broken silver, big and small.

Calculated, there are more than 20 taels of silver, and I don't know how Luo Yuan saved it.

He couldn't help crying for a while.

He doesn't have any silver on him now, but how can he have the nerve to accept the money?

Song Shinian put away the obviously worn-out purse, but his heart felt as if he drank a cup of ice-cold sour plum soup in the dog days.

Or return it to Luo Yuan tomorrow.

Just as the door was closed, it was pushed open again.

This time it was Luo Jue.

Adhering to his attitude, Luo Jue took out a few bottles and handed them to Song Shinian with a very serious face.

"This is a drug for obsessiveness. The master said it is a must-have medicine for going out, and this Hundred Poison Pill is said to be able to cure all poisons..."

After a while, Song Shinian had a bunch of bottles and cans in his hands.

Luo Jue was also worried that Song Shinian would not be able to tell the difference, and asked Luo Yan to write his name on each bottle.

"Brother Song, thank you for saving Jiaojiao."

After speaking, like his brother Luo Yuan, he turned around and left.

Song Shinian put these things together with Luo Yuan's purse, got up and closed the door warmly in his heart.

If there is no accident, there will be an accident.

Sure enough, the door was pushed open again.

Song Shinian looked towards the gate, but there was no one there.

Moving down the line of sight, um, I saw it.

I saw Luo Jiaojiao was dragging a big bag in her little hand, and I didn't know what was contained in the bag, it was a big bulging ball.

Apparently, Luo Jiaojiao didn't have the strength to carry such a heavy burden. Her small hand was pulling a corner of the burden, and most of the entire burden was dragged on the ground.

The small person was holding such a big thing, Song Shinian couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha..."

Luo Jiaojiao let go of a corner of the burden in her hands, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "You're still laughing! Come and help!"

I don't know which sentence hit Song Shinian's smile, and he laughed even more heartily.

Still came over, picked up the burden that Luo Jiaojiao couldn't lift, and put it on the table.

Luo Jiaojiao climbed onto the table and opened the bundle.

It was full of long-lasting food that Luo Jiaojiao collected from supermarkets, and was carefully wrapped in oiled paper.

There are pork buns, satay beef slices, etc...

There are also two pots of beef sauce and Laoganma in clay pots...

"My sister is making you steamed buns and biscuits that you can eat on the road. You can eat it with this sauce. It's delicious."

Song Shinian looked at the package full of things, and his whole heart couldn't be ironed.

The regent has no wife and no children. Although he is the adopted son of the regent, he needs to work hard on his own for everything he wants.

Even the little bit of family affection with the regent is the same.

He has to work hard for a long time before he can get a fluffy compliment.

He looked at the pile of things on the table, and couldn't tell what it was like.

In a daze, he actually felt that the father-son relationship with the Prince Regent for more than ten years would not dare to spend a few days with the Song family.