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

The county magistrate of Dongfeng City quickly sent the coal over.

After all, Dongfeng City lacks everything, except coal.

These coals are enough for the people of Yong'an City to spend the entire winter warmly.

After this year is over, potatoes can be planted in spring.

When the time comes to plant corn and sweet potatoes, the people in Yong'an City will never go hungry again.

In this way, all people's livelihood in Yong'an City can also be on the right track.

Thinking of this, Luo Jiaojiao felt that there was nothing wrong with staying in Yong'an City all the time.

"bump!"

Luo Jiaojiao was sitting in a daze at the gate of the county magistrate's mansion, when suddenly a snowball hit Luo Jiaojiao's feet directly.

She stood up frowning.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Wan Jiajun, who was dressed redly, looking at her with a snowball in his hand and a smirk on his face.

"Come on, come and have a snowball fight with me!"

Luo Jiaojiao didn't bother to talk to him.

In the next second, a snowball hit Luo Jiaojiao directly on the back of the head.

Luo Jiaojiao trembled all over.

Not angry!

Turning around angrily, he rolled a snowball from the ground and threw it back, "Wan Jiajun, I don't have time to play with kids like you, so stay where you are cooler!"

"I'm three or four years older than you, yet you call me a child? I don't think it's good that you are a child." Wan Jiajun couldn't believe it.

Luo Jiaojiao: ...

If you want to say that, there is nothing wrong with it.

It may be that Luo Jiaojiao has been in the child's body for a long time, and Luo Jiaojiao's speech and behavior are full of childishness.

"It's Chinese New Year, you're not staying at home, what do you come to see me for?" Luo Jiaojiao frowned.

I don't know if this remark hit Wan Jiajun somewhere, Wan Jiajun's neck twitched, "I don't want to go back, they have a new child now, and they don't care about me at all!"

It turned out that it was because of the fact that Wan Xiaoniang was pregnant.

Although she expressed her understanding, Luo Jiaojiao didn't intend to control Wan Jiajun.

This brat, just looking at her makes her very annoyed.

"In this case, you can stay, I'm going home."

After speaking, Luo Jiaojiao turned around and walked inside.

"Wait a minute!" Wan Jiajun moved his body awkwardly, "Can I stay at your house for two days?"

Wan Jiajun looked at Luo Jiaojiao expectantly.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't change her expression, "No way."

She still hasn't forgotten how Wan Jiajun troubled her repeatedly, and even called other children to beat her up.

For grandma's sake, she did not think of a way to teach Wan Jiajun a lesson.

Now Wan Jiajun is having trouble with his family and still wants her help?

What are the Spring and Autumn Dreams?

Wan Jiajun looked at Luo Jiaojiao in disbelief, "Why are you so sympathetic? Don't you think I'm pitiful?"

Pitiful?

What do you pity those refugees who can't even eat on the road?

You didn't say this to Luo Jiaojiao, she didn't even want to look at Wan Jiajun, she turned and left.

Talking so much to Wan Jiajun, she felt it was a waste of time.

Wan Jiajun saw Luo Jiaojiao turned and left mercilessly, and followed him himself.

But no one stopped him.

He just chattered beside Luo Jiaojiao.

"If you don't let me in, I still come in. The old lady will definitely let me stay."

Luo Jiaojiao, "Yes."

"I will never go home, even if my parents come to beg me, I will not go back."

Luo Jiaojiao was a little tired from listening, and turned to look at him, "Why do you think they should revolve around you?"

Wan Jiajun was stunned by this question.

There was a little confusion on his face, "But it's always been like this."

"My mother said, I am the son of the Wan family, and everyone should listen to me."

Sure enough, behind every ugly child there is an even worse parent.

"Do you think what your mother said is right? You can do whatever you want, but no one really likes you."

"If your mother is right, why were you scolded by your grandfather last time?"

Wan Jiajun stopped where he was, with a puzzled look on his face.

Suddenly, he yelled at Luo Jiaojiao loudly, "You are talking nonsense! My mother is right!"

As he spoke, his mind seemed to be convulsed, and he stretched out his hand and pushed towards Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao had long been on guard in her heart, and immediately hid aside.

Wan Jiajun didn't seem to really want to push Luo Jiaojiao, and he was relieved that he didn't push Luo Jiaojiao all of a sudden.

Now he had no intention of staying in the county magistrate's mansion, so he turned around and ran home.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't bother Wan Jiajun.

She simply didn't care about it.

Wan Jiajun is not Luo Yan and the others, so she doesn't want to waste her energy on others.

Luo Jiaojiao walked back slowly.

Just passing a small path, I heard Han Qingge's voice.

"Luo Yan, my father sent someone to deliver a letter to me, asking me to return to Beijing soon."

Han Qingge's voice was a little low.

Luo Jiaojiao looked over.

I saw Han Qingge standing in front of Luo Yan with her head down, biting her red lips lightly, "...you know how much I love you, would you like to..."

"I don't want to."

The three simple words instantly made Han Qingge's whole body stiff.

She looked up at Luo Yan in disbelief, "We've been together for so long, you don't have any feelings for me?"

"Miss Han, Luo has no plans to start a family now."

Han Qingge's round eyes were full of tears, and he said urgently with a choked voice, "Are you still blaming my father for letting you be on duty in such a remote place? You wait for me to go back, and I will..."

"It doesn't matter what happened to Prime Minister Han, it's just that Luo has no intention of being romantic right now."

Han Qingge's hand dropped abruptly, as if all the strength in her body had been taken away by Luo Yan's words.

Her tears fell one by one like broken beads.

Without speaking, he turned and left.

"Come out!"

Luo Jiaojiao was slowly coming out of the corner, only to see people hiding in the bushes beside her.

Luo Yan, Luo Yuan, Uncle Thirteen, and even aunt and grandma were there.

Luo Jiaojiao:?

Luo Yan, "I suddenly remembered that I have to arrange with the kitchen staff what to have for dinner, so I'm leaving first."

The aunt pulled grandma, "Mother, I recently learned how to make clothes from Yan'er, come and show me."

"Okay, okay, I have to take a good look at this!"

"Oh, I have to go and see the restaurant, and I'm leaving too."

In the blink of an eye everyone was gone.

Luo Jiaojiao, "Then I'll go too..."

Seeing that the people in front of her were empty, Luo Jiaojiao was about to leave.

But there was an inaudible sigh.

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head and took a look.

Luo Yan's slender figure was engulfed by the shadow in the corner, and he looked a little lonely.

"Second brother, why are you sighing?"

Although Luo Jiaojiao lived a long time in her previous life, she never had a love life.

At this moment, she really didn't understand why Luo Yan sighed.

He was the one who clearly rejected Han Qingge, wasn't he?

Luo Yan reached out and touched Luo Jiaojiao's head, and said softly, "It's nothing."

After speaking, he took Luo Jiaojiao's hand and walked forward.