The car drove out of the compound, drove straight to the suburbs, drove off the suburban highway, and drove along the boulevard into the farm, outside the gate of the farm, there were already three cars waiting outside the door.

There were more than a dozen people standing next to the car, both men and women, all young.

The leader is a middle-aged man, in his forties, wearing a suit, medium height, ordinary appearance, but with an iron-blooded temperament that cannot be concealed.

"Who are they?!" Luo Xiaoqian looked at the people on the farm through the car window and asked suspiciously.

"It's the worker I found!" Leng Zimo opened the car window and handed the key to the middle-aged man who was the leader, he immediately nodded to Leng Zimo and went over to open the farm gate.

When Leng Zimo drove the car in, the man in the suit had already walked in with him, and several other people also followed him into the farm, and three cars were also driven in.

"That's great!" Luo Jun pushed the car door and jumped out of the car, looked around at the farm in front of him, and quickly stopped his gaze on the small football in the courtyard, "Wow, is this a football field?!" ”

The little guy has been staying in the big city, and he has rarely seen such a place, which is naturally very novel.

"That's right!" Leng Zimo gently touched his little head, "This is your football field!" ”

Five years ago, because of Luo Xiaoqian's departure, Leng Zimo also forgot about the existence here, and after the initial renovation, it was put on hold.

After Leng Zimo regained his memory, he not only remembered the World City, but also remembered this farm, which had been renovated, and now the decoration of the entire small farm has been completed, the wooden fence has been newly painted, the lawn is freshly cut, and there is a good smell of grass in the air.

The middle-aged man also led everyone to Leng Zimo, and without commanding, more than a dozen people were already standing in three rows, regardless of men and women, all of them had their hands behind their backs, each of them was capable.

"Mr. Leng!" The middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "Look, okay?!" ”

"Good." Leng Zimo's gaze slowly swept over the few people present, "Let me introduce, this is Luo Xiaoqian, my wife, this is my son, Luo Jun, nicknamed Momo, your job is to take care of the lives of the two of them, and make sure that they are absolutely safe!" ”

"Yes, Mr. Leng!" More than a dozen people agreed at the same time.

Leng Zimo nodded, "Let's start!" ”

As soon as he gave the order, more than a dozen people immediately dispersed, and one of them walked up to Luo Jun, "Little boy, shall we go play football?" ”

"I'm not called Xiao Gongzi, I'm called Momo!" Luo Jun corrected in a milky voice.

"Just call him by his name." Leng Zimo said.

"Yes, sir!" The two of them immediately agreed, and the girl who looked very young smiled and stretched out her palm to Luo Jun, "Silently, are you going to play football?!" ”

Luo Jun looked at Luo Xiaoqian inquiringly, after all, he was a stranger for the first time, and he was still a little wary.

"Go ahead." Luo Xiaoqian smiled and nodded to him, "Have fun with your uncle and aunt!" ”

Luo Jun didn't understand, but Luo Xiaoqian saw it very clearly, these people were definitely not ordinary workers, but bodyguards specially invited by Leng Zimo, who came specifically to protect her and Luo Jun.

The middle-aged man walked up to Luo Xiaoqian respectfully, "Madam, hello." ”

"His name is Ah Jiu!" Leng Zimo hugged Luo Xiaoqian's waist and introduced.