The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Shao Qingyuan folded his hands and said with a serious face, "Master Luo, I hope you go back and look for it. I don't want the reward that should be given to me to disappear. Today, I will say goodbye."

After all, he turned around and left.

Duan Qian glanced at him, then looked at Master Luo again, and also walked away.

Gu Yundong looked at Master Luo coldly, snorted lightly, and left.

Slowly, he looked at his father and mother, and then at Uncle Duan. Finally, he snorted heavily at Master Luo, and then obediently buried his head in Gu Yundong's arms.

Master Luo was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He rushed forward a few steps and wanted to explain. However, the doctors at the door came forward and asked, "Master Luo, has your wife really been cured? Is she really awake?"

"Master Luo, is Jiujianghua still in your hands?"

"Master Luo..."

The repeated inquiries quickly blocked Mr. Luo's footsteps from chasing people, so he could only stand at the door and explain.

As for this explanation, whether the people at the door believe it or not is another matter.

In fact, not only Master Luo was surrounded by a lot of people, but even Shao Qingyuan, some people followed, wanting to ask him how to cure Luo Er girl.

But as soon as he got closer, seeing his gloomy and cold eyes, he knew that he probably didn't want to mention anything about the Luo family, so he stopped and didn't dare to move forward.

It was not until he reached the bustling Central Street that Duan Qian exhaled and his footsteps slowed down, "I didn't expect Master Luo to dig a hole for us to jump down."

Brother Zheng lifted the burden on his shoulders, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master, do you think those people will believe that Jiujianghua is not here with us?"

"There must be some people who don't believe it. Two people are quietly following us." Shao Qingyuan hugged his son as if nothing had happened, looked at the small stalls on the street, and turned to ask Gu Yundong, "Would you like to buy something to go home?"

"Yes." Gu Yundong nodded hurriedly, "I saw it just now. The fruit here is very much, and it's very fresh. You don't think it's almost night now, but the stalls are not missing at all, and the prices are definitely higher than in the daytime. cheaper."

Duan Qian on the side was speechless, are you short of money?

But Gu Yundong really stopped in front of a stall and lowered his head to pick the lychees in front of him. When the stall owner saw that there were guests coming, he introduced it enthusiastically on the spot, and he almost praised his lychees.

Duan Qian took the opportunity to walk to Shao Qingyuan and asked curiously, "Speaking of which, where did the nine ginger flowers go to the two of you?"

Shao Qingyuan glanced at him sideways, "Why are you asking so much? I already gave it to me anyway, do you still want to go back?"

Duan Qian didn't plan to talk to him immediately.

Gu Yundong had already picked out a bunch of lychees, and the hawker put them on a straw net bag, "A total of thirty-five cents, thank you madam. If madam eats well, come back and take care of my small business."

Gu Yundong gave the money, took over the net pocket, took out three of them, and each gave one, "This lychee is so cheap that it's outrageous, the lychees in the capital are such a small pocket, at least one or two. silver."

"There are a lot of fruits here, so it's naturally cheap." Almost every household grows fruits, which are neither cheap nor sold.

Gu Yundong strongly agreed, seeing that Shao Qingyuan was inconvenient to hold it for a long time, so he peeled one off and sent it to his mouth.

However, when she retracted her hand, she found that Chi Chi was also holding a yellow-orange-orange thing in her hand.