Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

Song Lihua came out from the bath and saw that the oil lamp had been lit in the study, the door was open, and Lu Jingzhe was writing furiously inside.

I guess I was writing their He Li Shu.

Hearing the noise, Lu Jingzhe stopped writing and turned around and waved to Song Lihua.

Song Lihua walked in and saw many words hovering on the white paper like ghostly drawings...

The reason why it was said to be a ghost-drawing talisman was because she couldn't understand every word on it!

She didn't understand the household registration document she took from Zheng's house in Songjia Village in the afternoon, but she was too confused at the time to react. Now that she saw the letter of departure written by Lu Jingzhe, Song Lihua finally understood it. ——

She is illiterate in this world!

She doesn’t know a word of it!

Song Lihua sighed in her heart and secretly vowed to find a teacher to learn writing when she had the conditions.

If you don’t know the words, you will be at a disadvantage when you go out in the future.

Lu Jingzhe lowered his head and wrote a few more words, then pressed his fingerprints in the corner.

"I will leave this and the letter of departure with my mother. When the two years are up, you can ask your mother for it. Then you can just take your fingerprints and take them to the government office for notarization." After a pause, Lu Jingzhe's tone was full of emotion. He felt a little confused: "You will be free then."

Song Lihua opened her mouth, originally wanting to comfort him, but then she thought of the blindness of the sword on the battlefield. It was indeed not easy for an ordinary hunter like him to survive.

After thinking for two seconds, Song Lihua first raised her hand and patted Lu Jingzhe's shoulder, then patted her withered chest with an expression of "Don't worry if you leave it to me", and assured him confidently: " After you leave, your mother will be my mother, and your sister will be my sister. As long as I am here, they will live a better life than now! As long as they treat me as a relative, let alone two years, I will take care of them for the rest of their lives. they!"

Lu Jingzhe: "..."

It always felt like she was cursing.

Song Lihua was different from what he imagined.

Lu Jingzhe thought that her life in the Song family was so miserable. She was either beaten or scolded every day, and her personality was somewhat submissive and deep-minded.

After spending half a day together, I didn't expect that her mentality was quite sunny.

Lu Jingzhe looked her up and down several times, well... her hair was yellow, her face was sallow, her skin was thin, and her face had even peeled off due to long-term dehydration and exposure to the sun, making her look very funny.

Only those eyes were so bright, as if there were oil lamps burning in them.

Only when she returned to Lu Jingzhe's room did Song Lihua realize how big a promise she had just made.

But this is not bad, at least I have a sense of belonging in this world.

To her, those people in the Song family were just strangers who were related by blood. If Zhou and Lu Xiaoman were good to her, it would be good for her to treat them as relatives.

Lu Jingzhe's room was simply furnished. A wooden bed, a wardrobe, a table and a stool were all the furniture in the room.

Song Lihua waited until her hair was dry before she dared to lie on the bed. She felt drowsy as soon as it touched the pillow.

This body is severely deprived of sleep and is in poor physical condition. In addition, too many things have happened today. As soon as I relax, sleep immediately sweeps over me.

Song Lihua originally wanted to think about the future direction before going to bed. For example, what if the famine still hasn't ended after a long time after Lu Jingzhe left?