As if feeling the uneasiness of Luojia Village, in the afternoon, dark clouds rolled into the sky, and the dark clouds squeezed the sky, as if they were about to fall, and the whole depressed world was quiet. The heat on the ground was mixed with the cool breeze, mixed with the smell of fishy dry earth, which seemed to be cold and hot.

After a while, the wind was fierce, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and then the raindrops of beans fell and crackled on the roofs and the ground.

It is like the catharsis of the emotions of the people of Luojia Village.

Luo Xiaoqiao watched in the house, a little worried about his greenhouse. That melon field is on the low side, but don't flood it.

Around the end of the evening, the rain finally subsided.

Luo Xiaoqiao was not at ease, so he was about to go over to take a look.

When Grandpa Luo saw it, he also picked up the hat and hoe and asked for a piece of it.

The village is full of dirt roads, it's okay if it doesn't rain, a pond of water, a mud puddle on one foot, Luo Xiaoqiao didn't pay attention for a while, and the whole shoe fell into it.

The color in the mud pit was yellow, I don't know if it was mixed with pig dung or cow dung, it was slimy, and Luo Xiaoqiao, who looked at it, frowned.

The road is long, the infrastructure is poor, and it is really inconvenient.

In order to take care of the melon, during this time, Wang Siezi and his family moved to live on the edge of the greenhouse, the ditch they dug originally worked, the water basically flowed away, and the damage to the greenhouse was relatively small, just adjust it slightly.

Maybe it's the reason for this rainstorm, maybe it's because the people of the Northland have long been accustomed to this kind of life, and the shadow brought by Bao Xuedong is slowly diluted by the joy of the opening of "Roche Wood".

Every year the army is conscripted, every year is like this, and people are forgetful.

The opening of "Luo's Wood" is scheduled for noon on the third day, and Luojia Village is lively, and there is a celebration everywhere.

There is a huge rockery at the door of the workshop, there are four big characters of "Luo's Wood" on it, there are several big red flowers tied with red silk on both sides, a team of lion dancers is standing at the door, and the drums and cymbals and gongs are also placed.

Roche's employees are all dressed in uniform clothing, and their mental outlook is the same as that of the New Year, and the corners of their eyes are happy.

The villagers also came out to see the excitement, and even some people from other villages also came.

Aunt Liu hid in the crowd and muttered to Han: "You said that this Luo Xiaoqiao, at a young age, where did he get the silver?" Do you believe she can earn it herself? ”

Aunt Huang listened to it and said, "I don't have the ability, I look at other people's sore teeth or something, do you think everyone is like you?"

"You!" Aunt Liu has the heart to spill, but now Aunt Huang is not easy to mess with, the four sons in the family are all working in Luo's, her family is a child, and the villagers will not stand on their side.

Han Shi also pulled her and whispered: "What to do with their general knowledge, when Yongchang is admitted to Xiucai, they won't be able to catch up when they take off their shoes." ”

Luo Jinrong also came to help early in the morning, the old man in his fifties, wearing a brand-new cyan robe, was filial to his son and daughter-in-law, the old man listened to the compliments of the villagers, looked at the envious eyes, and raised his head high.

The family members who worked in Roche were also all new clothes. In the past, this phenomenon could only be seen during the Chinese New Year. And even if it's the New Year, it's nothing more than taking out the old clothes that you are reluctant to wear on weekdays.

This year is different, the villagers understand that it is all thanks to Luo Xiaoqiao's blessings, and they love and thank her from the bottom of their hearts for this little girl.

The envious eyes of the people from other villages were red, and they inquired with each other, even if they couldn't come by themselves, it would be good to get married. For a while, the value of the girls and descendants in Luojia Village was raised.

The villagers were lively here, and King Jing and Feng Chenhao also arrived early in the morning.

Luo Xiaoqiao was a little stunned when he received the notice from his subordinates.

Don't the big guys have to wait until the last minute to come out? Coming here so early, has something to talk about?

"Invite them in," Luo Xiaoqiao said, putting down the work in his hand.

The subordinate who came to report answered the call and went out.

After a while, Mu Jingyi, who was wearing a black shirt, and Feng Chenhao, who was still dressed in red, appeared in the courtyard.

"The folk girl has seen the prince." Luo Xiaoqiao gave a proper salute to Mu Jingyi first.

"Little girl, and me!" Feng Chenhao leaned over and said.

Luo Xiaoqiao felt uncomfortable when he smelled the smell of fragrant powder on his body, and he didn't know how these noble sons and young ladies could stand such an inferior smell.

"I've seen the second son", Luo Xiaoqiao also greeted him.

Feng Chenhao looked at the narrow expression in her eyes, raised his sleeve and sniffed it himself, and was suddenly a little speechless.

"Pour tea for the prince and the second son." Luo Xiaoqiao instructed the maid that there were not many people in the family, and the girl of Sun Dianfu's family, Vanilla, was temporarily requisitioned by her to act as a maid.

Although vanilla is from a farming family, she is neat and clear, and she is also very eye-catching, and many things can be understood by saying it once.

According to Luo Xiaoqiao's instructions, she brought the teapot and poured tea for Mu Jingyi and Feng Chenhao, and then she didn't raise her head.

Grandpa Luo looked at the two nobles, and he was a little speechless.

"Grandpa, there will be a noble person in a while, you and your sister will help prepare first, and the prince will talk to me about something."

Luo Xiaoqiao said that these two came over so early, and the purpose was definitely not simple, and they didn't want the old man to worry too much.

"What kind of tea is this, it tastes weird", Feng Chenhao smacked his mouth and asked.

"Barley tea, I fried it myself, it can cool down and detoxify, remove greasy and help digestion, and the effect is good when I drink it in summer", Luo Xiaoqiao looked at him and replied with a faint smile.

I have to say that Feng Chenhao's gag-like existence has eliminated the sense of distance between the three of them, and the alienated coldness on Mu Jingyi's body has been diluted a lot.

Mu Jingyi glanced at the cup, and his eyes fell on Luo Xiaoqiao, with obvious scrutiny.

Luo Xiaoqiao stood there quietly, his eyes not dodging or dodging.

Mu Jingyi opened his mouth and said, "Sit." ”

One word, but it is full of strength, which makes people dare not refuse, and the atmosphere that has just eased down is tense again.

Luo Xiaoqiao had a feeling of being obviously pressed, and it was rare to feel a little nervous.

"Miss Xiao Qiao, don't be nervous," Mu Jingyi ignored her somewhat stiff look and said slowly: "Just talk casually." ”

Mu Jingyi spoke slowly, as if he was inadvertently speaking, but it made Luo Xiaoqiao vigilant.

If the big guys say casually, they must not be casual, otherwise they will definitely make your ending very casual.

Luo Xiaoqiao raised his eyebrows and asked cautiously, "What does the prince want to talk about?" ”

"Miss Xiao Qiao's skills, I don't know where the teacher came from?" Mu Jingyi raised his eyes and glanced at her, and then withdrew his eyes indifferently.

"The master is an idle man, and the folk girl hasn't seen him for years. In fact, it is not so much a master who taught me as a book. ”

"Oh? What is the book? I don't know if it's possible? Mu Jingyi continued to ask.

"Uh", Luo Xiaoqiao was a little depressed, telling a lie, and really needed more lies to come true.

She simply broke the jar and broke it: "When I was poor, I used it as toilet paper".

It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, there is no proof of death anyway.

Feng Chenhao pursed his lips, if he doesn't want to say it, he doesn't want to say it, what kind of book is it.

"Really?" Mu Jingyi tapped on the armrest, but still couldn't hear the joy and anger.

Luo Xiaoqiao felt the danger for no reason, and hurriedly explained: "It's true, the master began to teach something, and the book also asked the folk girl to write it down, the content is messy, the folk girl didn't understand it before, and then her head was bumped, and she suddenly got her senses."

"Oh......" Mu Jingyi was noncommittal, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.