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

It was getting late, and Luo's restaurant was closed.

The steaming food had just been served, and everyone was seated one after another.

Luo Jiaojiao also took out a few roasted sweet potatoes and put them on the table. Everyone looked at the roasted sweet potatoes on the table in amazement.

Xu Chuan hastily took a roasted sweet potato and put it in his mouth without tearing off the skin.

As soon as the roasted sweet potato was bitten open, there was a burst of misty heat, which dissipated in the air after a while.

He opened his eyes wide, "This thing is delicious."

Luo Jiaojiao raised her head proudly.

Can it be delicious?

This is her favorite baked sweet potato!

Hearing Xu Chuan's words, everyone stretched out their hands to the small box of roasted sweet potatoes on the table, imitating Xu Chuan's example and started eating.

"It's so sweet, soft and glutinous, so delicious."

"Mom, it's delicious!" Liu Xu's son, Xiao An, held the baked sweet potato in his hand and ate it mouthful after mouthful, his delicious eyes narrowed.

Liu Xu looked at Xiao An's little face with obvious growth of flesh, and her heart was full of love.

She looked up at Luo Yan and the others, feeling a surge of gratitude in her heart.

Hello, my host family, even though I signed the deed of sale, I didn't treat them as servants.

They can even eat at the same table with the boss, and they can eat whatever the boss eats.

No worries about food and drink, if this was before January, it would be a fairy day that she would never have imagined.

Luo Yuan likes sweets, so he ate all the roasted sweet potatoes in his hand.

Then he quickly asked, "What is this, why is it so delicious?"

"Roasted sweet potatoes!" Luo Jiaojiao stuffed a big mouthful of rice into her mouth without raising her head.

Luo Yuan frowned, "Roasted sweet potatoes?"

"Is it the one we had hot pot last time?"

Luo Jiaojiao nodded, and replied in a childish voice, "The hot pot is eaten without the skin, this one is baked, it's delicious."

Luo Yuan nodded in agreement, "It's delicious!"

He licked the corner of his mouth, "It's just too little."

Luo Jiaojiao thought that Liu Xu and the others would have to make dinner tonight, so she didn't bring out many, and each prepared one.

She glanced at the dishes on the table.

Braised pork ribs, tomato scrambled eggs, steamed fish, mapo tofu, stir-fried cabbage, a pot of tomato and egg soup and a basket full of white flour steamed buns.

Such a table of dishes, even before the famine year, the food was very good.

Not to mention that now is the time when food is scarce everywhere.

Luo Yuan reached out and took a white flour steamed bun, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and said with some emotion, "A while ago, I thought it would be a god's life to eat white flour steamed buns all at once, and now we can all eat it every once in a while." meat."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions also thought of that period of difficult years.

"Who said it wasn't? At that time, one sip of wild vegetable soup was worth two sips."

Uncle Thirteen also looked at Luo Yuan and the others with some emotion, "The time I've been with you is more than all the good things Uncle Thirteen has eaten in his entire life."

Luo Jiaojiao stretched out her small hand and patted Uncle Thirteen's big hand, "I can eat more good things in the future."

The small appearance of this little ghost made everyone laugh, Thirteenth Uncle smiled and said, "Okay, then Thirteenth Uncle is waiting to enjoy the blessing."

Luo Jue reached out and picked up chopsticks and put ribs in Luo Zhe's bowl, "Except for Xiao Liu who is still speechless, everything else is fine."

Everyone also fell silent.

What Luo Zhe went through was the scars of their whole family, which could hurt when touched.

Luo Zhe felt that the eyes of the whole family were focused on him at this moment, and he smiled sweetly at everyone.

"This kid is fine, but he was frightened, and he doesn't want to talk, so he can't be forced." Xu Chuan said vaguely while eating pork ribs.

Xu Chuan has said this many times.

They also took Luo Zhe to see almost all the doctors in Taohua Town, but they all said that Luo Zhe was in good health and there was nothing wrong with him.

The only bad thing may be that the child is a little weaker and needs to be raised patiently.

In addition, there is no reason why he can't speak suddenly. The second battle monk can't figure it out.

……

Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, a month had slipped away from them.

For a whole month, God is not beautiful, and it has been raining continuously.

I heard that some places further south have started to cause floods.

It has been half a month since the news reached their ears.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't have the mind to manage the flood in the south.

In the past few days, she was surprised to find that many people in the restaurant were coughing with high fever.

From ancient times to the present, places like restaurants have been places where information is transmitted.

For example, now:

"Hey, have you heard that the one from the Li family is dead?"

"How did you die? Wasn't it fine some time ago?"

The man shook his head, "I don't know too well, I heard that when I found it, there were already rotten sores all over my body. At that time, my daughter-in-law went to take a look and didn't eat for three days."

"Ah, how did I hear that it was wind and cold that died?"

The man continued, "At first I heard that it seemed to be a fever and a cold, and sores began to develop in the back, and I didn't go to the doctor and thought about it, so I passed it, who knows..."

The speaker shook his head with a sigh.

Luo Jiaojiao pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the words, feeling more and more uneasy in her heart.

What's more, their family still runs a restaurant.

In the unlikely event that they actually contracted something, the infection would be a big brood.

Luo Jiaojiao frowned her lovely brows all day long.

Although she has tens of billions of merchants on her body, she has absolutely nothing to do with such a thing.

Just as she was frowning and thinking, a moderate force knocked on her forehead.

Luo Jiaojiao stretched out her small round hand to cover her head that had just been beaten.

He raised his head angrily, and was looking at Xu Chuan sitting in a wheelchair with a mean look.

"Little chubby girl, there are quite a lot of things to worry about when you are not too young. She has a bitter face all day long, and she is so ugly."

Hearing this, Luo Jiaojiao wished she could punch him in the eye.

She is not a fat girl, she is growing, so eat more.

Besides, if you don't understand the Eighteenth Change of the Female University, it's ugly!

Xu Chuan looked at Luo Jiaojiao's little meaty bun face, as if he had overturned the palette, and he wanted to laugh when it turned blue and purple.

"Little fat girl, you can eat as much as you want. If you are still fat when you grow up, you can lose weight after taking a dose of medicine from your grandpa Xu."

Xu Chuan was really upset seeing Luo Jiaojiao, his cheeks puffed up, and he quickly added a sentence.

Luo Jiaojiao's eyes lit up instantly.

Right!

She couldn't do anything about the plague, but Xu Chuan was different.