Chapter 002 Crossing the Luo Family

Since last night, Luo Ran has searched his whole body several times, there is no jade pendant or anything like that, there is only a birthmark at the base of the thigh, and he bit his finger and dripped blood on it last night, but he was disappointed again, obviously sure that there is no attached space for his crossing. Isn't space a necessity to traverse? Why don't you have it yourself? There is no space, no cheats, no elixir, no seeds, what's going on, let the crossing not give yourself a golden finger. This rice worm that sits and eats and waits for death can't do it for the time being. Oh, and think about how to fill your stomach.

Now this situation can only turn grief and anger into strength, and use the amount of food to soothe your wounded little heart. It's a pity that the Luo family, where the original owner is located, can be called poor and white, poor and white.

The noisy scene last night shook my brain, but it also gave me an idea of the general situation of the Luo family.

I thought that I would continue to investigate the situation this morning, and after the original owner's father and mother got up early to work and left, I set up a message with a few children, but I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes, the sky was already bright, and I was left alone in the West Cross Courtyard. I had to take a closer look at the room.

The low roof is supported by irregular beams, and the imprints on the junction between the roof and the corners show that the house leaks when it rains. The soil on the walls is of different colors, and it is estimated that a few pieces were originally lost, and then they were patched up, and it looks like a dilapidated house.

The furnishings in the room are simple, except for a bed under him, no, it should be called a kang, which is very large, almost occupies half of the room, and a small table, and a cabinet in the corner, a few stools next to the table, nothing else, it's really simple! But it's better to be clean and tidy. Look at the windows near the end of the kang, the old window paper, and a straw curtain hanging, half rolled here, sparse, able to let out most of the sunlight in, unable to stop the cold wind, whirring into the house.

The body is covered with a thick quilt, and there are patches on the quilt, but in the eyes of Luo Ran's modern people, the stitches are fine, and they are about to catch up with modern sewing machines.

I got up after getting dressed, and as soon as I folded the quilt, I heard scolding outside.

"One by one, they are too lazy to become pigs." The sound of scolding was full of anger, and the voice should be the supreme ruler of the Luo family, the old lady of the Luo family, the grandmother of the original owner.

"The sun is burning the ass, and I don't know how to get up yet".

This should be self-scolding. When he first arrived, he didn't know the situation at all, and with the principle that more things are better than less, Luo Ran grabbed the action in his hand and quickly picked up a wooden basin with dirty clothes and walked out.

"Grandma, I'll do the laundry." Seeing the old lady's sharp gaze sweeping over him, Luo Ran stammered when he said this, but fortunately, the original owner was usually timid and didn't like to talk. Luo Ran trembled and stood still, waiting for the old lady's next step.

"Aren't you going to wash your clothes, the pestle is there as a peg, and you still want me to wash it for you."

"Why don't you go to the river and wash it yet."

Luo Ran, who heard the words, could only go out with a basin, and there was a scolding of "a cheap girl who can't get on the table" behind him.

Bear with it, don't bother with you. But where is the river? You can't ask, let's go out and have a look. Fortunately, the village has a wide field of vision, and when you leave the gate of Luo's house, you can see at a glance that there is a small river not far away, and there are several women washing clothes by the river. That's it.

Reflecting the greenery in the eyes, the crystal clear water in the small river, and thinking about what happened to you while washing clothes.