The broom star is transported, and the rough man's husband keeps spoiling

Chapter 20 What is the real you like

His panicked appearance made Luo Rushuang couldn't help chuckling, a soft place in his heart was touched, and he couldn't help saying: "I don't know what the real Ah Zuo looks like."

Will Ah Zuo who lost his memory be exactly the same as the original Ah Zuo?

The young man obviously couldn't understand the meaning of these words, scratched the back of his head, his eyes filled with doubt, and was about to ask a question, but saw the playful girl striding past him.

Seeing this, Ah Zuo stopped talking and ran away lightly.

The appearance of the boy in white running in the green forest is like an elf falling into the mortal world.

All the way home, the weather was gloomy, and the sky was already stained with some gray colors. Luo Rushuang found a quiet place and called the system out.

"System, that... I'm doing pretty well recently, right?"

The system is indifferent and reluctant to utter a single syllable.

Luo Rushuang cut straight to the point, "I want to prolong the blessing of good luck."

"The host violated the rules and the application was rejected."

The mechanical sound that the system did not feel rejected immediately echoed in the ears.

Luo Rushuang wouldn't just give up like this, and simply threatened: "If you don't give me time to bless me, the target person's clothes are so thin, he can't survive this winter! At that time, we will die together!"

These bad remarks actually caused a short-term system downtime.

Luo Rushuang was getting impatient with waiting, and after some hard thinking, the system prompted: "I agree to the application, and the host will randomly get the blessing time."

Very good!
Luo Rushuang was overjoyed, after all, she got some benefits from whoring for nothing.

She had to wander the streets while her luck was still there, not to mention picking up a few hundred taels of silver, even if she picked up the wool, she would not lose money.

Thinking of this, she simply tidied up and planned to go out. As soon as she reached the gate of the courtyard, she heard the familiar voice of a young man behind her.

"Rushuang!"

When the girl turned her head, she saw the boy in white running towards her happily.

Ah Zuo, who was dressed in white, always seemed to be covered in white snow. Every time Luo Rushuang saw him, he would always look at him with a smile.

"Are you going to the street?"

The boy stood obediently beside him, like a little white dog and white rabbit.

Luo Rushuang had already anticipated what he was going to do, so she raised a finger and refused before he could speak: "No, what if the officers and soldiers find out on the street and reveal their secrets?"

Ah Zuo obviously didn't want to, he lowered his eyebrows, like temporarily putting aside the proud white cat begging its master to play with him, his voice seemed to be aggrieved, if he wasn't afraid of Luo Rushuang's anger, he would have wanted to shake her arm .

"Take me, take me."

The young man was extremely earnest, "I will listen to your Rushuang, and promise not to cause trouble."

Every time he looks at Luo Rushuang like this, the girl's heart softens involuntarily.

So she quickly compromised, faster than the system that had just agreed to apply.

The boy who got the answer was immediately as happy as a child, and after cheering a few times, he clung to the girl's side, impatient to go out, like a little white fox having fun.

"Ru Shuang is the best, I knew you would take me, thank you little fairy."

As Zuo walked, he kept praising the girl beside him, and he didn't settle down much until he got on the street.

The streets are very lively, and the farmers love to go shopping on cloudy days. At this time, the vegetable leaves and seedlings are easy to preserve, and they will not be wet by the rain or dry by the hot sun.

The crowd was bustling with people, the boy stayed at home for too long, and when he went out, he only thought of the girl next to him, but he was very lively, and for a while he disappeared in the crowd, and for a while, he went to Luo Rushuang to ask her if she liked it Loves to show herself picking out the gadgets she just saw for her.

Luo Rushuang followed him in the crowd, for fear that he would suddenly disappear into the crowd.

After walking for a while, she suddenly found a familiar woman on the street.

The other party was wearing a simple blue jacket of coarse cloth, a slightly pale red skirt, and a brown turban on his head. There were many jars for pickling sauerkraut beside him. When he approached, he could smell the surrounding air. It's all sour and fragrant.

This aura soon attracted a group of onlookers, and Luo Rushuang was also attracted, and when she walked over step by step, she found that the woman was actually Luo Feng's wife, his eldest aunt Meng Shi.

Looking at the pickled cabbage that was properly pickled, Luo Rushuang suddenly came up with a way to make money.

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace.

"It's Shuang'er."

When Meng raised her head and saw her, she immediately showed a kind and friendly smile, raised her sleeves to wipe off her sweat, and pulled Luo Rushuang to her side.

"It's been a long time since I saw Shuang'er." Mrs. Meng smiled, holding the girl's hand tightly, "Shuang'er looks good again, and I was still talking about you a few days ago, let's go in and sit down."

"Where to sit?" A vicissitudes of life but loud and deep voice suddenly came, and Meng Shi couldn't understand the voice very well, and she was so frightened that she shivered.

The two looked back, and sure enough, they saw Mrs. Gu blocking the door angrily with a jar in her arms, as if she was afraid of Luo Rushuang's gangsters rushing in.

Her body was even fatter than Gu's, she stood there like a huge water tank, and immediately blocked the door of the inner room, her face was full of flesh, her eyes were bigger than copper bells, It was like the door god posted on the door jumped out.

Bulging a pair of goldfish eyes to scan Meng Shi and Luo Rushuang, Gu Shi said angrily: "Don't bring everyone home, this kind of broom star, next time you see it, you have to throw it out! You're good, but also Take it inside and sit down."

Meng Shi opened her mouth, as if she wanted to refute, but in the end she just lowered her head and didn't speak again.

"You bastard, do you still have the guts to come here?" Mrs. Gu scolded Mrs. Meng, and then pointed at Luo Rushuang, holding the jar so hard that others were afraid that she would suddenly strangle it and shatter it. The fragile kimchi jar.

"Broom star, you don't even want to step into our house."

As she said that, she suddenly stomped her feet to show her majesty, and the ground seemed to follow her movement and caused a slight shaking in an instant, "You come in, and you have caused bad luck to Zizhou, and I will teach you a lesson!"

Luo Zizhou is Liu's son. He is 14 years old this year. He is at the age of school. He passed the Tongsheng exam some time ago, so he is the treasure of the Luo family. Liu can't wait to see someone tell how she gave birth A gifted son.

"If your precious grandson is really talented, why would you be afraid of your cousin coming over? Besides, we don't care about coming in. Your family's things are not as good as these jars of sauerkraut placed outside."

The clear and smiling young man's voice sounded, Luo Rushuang turned his head, and bumped into A Zuo's star-like eyes.

The young man has an elegant and well-behaved face, but he always becomes a blockbuster when he speaks. The young girl feels very happy when she hears this.

She really deserves to be the object she wants to protect!
"you!"

Sure enough, Gu Shi was trembling with anger, pointing her fat finger at Ah Zuo's face, if it wasn't for the jar of sauerkraut under her arm, she would have rushed up to show the two of them some color.

What books did the kid in white read?

How dare you say that your grandson who passed the Tongsheng exam is not even as good as kimchi!
(End of this chapter)