Zhao Luoyang looked at Mr. Song's slightly excited expression and began to comfort him.
"Mr. Song," Zhao Luoyang said, "you are not evil-hearted, you want to save people! Our idea is fake, it is to deceive bandits. Have you forgotten?"
Mr. Song met Zhao Luoyang's sincere eyes, and at that moment he seemed to be convinced.
This is true, it was originally a lie. He wanted to save people, so how could he be so evil-hearted?
Zhao Luoyang continued: "Among us, you are the smartest. If it were anyone else, the bandits would never be fooled. Even if you are a little aggrieved, it is for the sake of everyone. When the time comes, everyone will not say it with their mouths, but in their hearts."
You will be grateful."
Mr. Song frowned slightly, what he said made sense, but he always felt that something was wrong, where was it? Under the clear and sincere eyes of the Zhao family girl, he was a little confused.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Then let's make a decision. I'll go and thank Auntie when I get back. The rest depends on you."
Mr. Song frowned, this girl has decided on such a big matter? The problem is the last half of the sentence, the rest depends on him.
Does this mean he has a solution?
Mr. Song said coldly: "I can't help it."
Zhao Luoyang seemed not to have heard: "Master, I can't delay for too long, otherwise those people will become suspicious."
Mr. Song said "hum", but he didn't even have the time to hold Qiao for a while.
After Zhao Luoyang finished speaking, he saluted Mr. Song: "Mr. Song, you must also be careful."
Mr. Song watched the Zhao girl bending down to him in a polite manner, but his mood did not get any better: "Don't talk to yourself."
Zhao Luoyang smiled: "Girl, I know."
Mr. Song clenched his hand, what did she know? This girl tied him to a big car in a few words, and looked like she had seen through him a long time ago. No matter what he said, she didn't care.
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As soon as Zhao Luoyang left, Mr. Song immediately wanted to understand what was wrong. The idea was to deceive the bandits, but no one knew it now? So at least he was still a black-hearted person in the bandits' hearts, otherwise the bandits would
Won't be fooled.
Really annoying.
He was so angry.
Just as Mr. Song's Qiqiao was filled with smoke, Song Er came forward and said, "Sir, you too, Miss Zhao is coming and going in a hurry, can't you say a few nice words?"
Along the way, Song Er watched his grandpa sinking into depression, losing hope, and losing all his energy. He was afraid that his grandpa would not be able to reach Taozhou, until Miss Zhao came to sell eggs, and his grandpa obviously cheered up a lot.
Song Er also hoped that Miss Zhao could run more often, so that his grandfather would be in a better mood.
Mr. Song had a straight face. It was obvious that the girl had taken advantage of her, but why did he still bully her in the eyes of others?
How could the Zhao family's girl be at a disadvantage? He felt that it was God's blessing that she could leave so smoothly.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the figure who had just left turn back again.
Mr. Song couldn't help but said warily: "What are you doing here again?"
Zhao Luoyang looked at Mr. Song: "Sir, I always feel that it's not possible to just say it in vain. It's better to have something that will make it easier for those bandits to believe it."
Although Zhao Luoyang didn't say what it was, Mr. Song had already guessed it and his face turned livid.
Zhao Luoyang said: "We must let them know that you have the ability to seek benefits for Huang Yacha and others."
Mr. Song's gaze was so intense that he wanted to burn a hole in Zhao Luoyang's face: "What do you want?"
Zhao Luoyang's true gold is not afraid of fire, and he did not flinch at all: "Things that are difficult to obtain at the moment can only be obtained through the government. It doesn't need to be too expensive, just a little bit is enough."
Mr. Song's face suddenly darkened: "No."
He stretched out his hand as if to ward off mosquitoes: "Quickly go."
I took away fourteen cents from him, and now I'm really thinking about something else. Can he give it to me? How much money does the Song family have left? He has made up his mind about this move and will never give half a cent.
Even if this girl directly kneels down to become a disciple, it won't work.
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Widow Xie kept looking in the direction where Zhao Luoyang left. Now she seemed to be floating in the clouds. Everything was so unreal. However, Sister Xiang's face in her arms became much better. She no longer complained about her headache.
"Back." Widow Xie spotted Zhao Luoyang's figure first, and then Zhao Yuan and others came over to greet him.
When several children ran over, Zhao Luoyang held the hem of his clothes tightly in his hands. Mrs. Yang looked over carefully and saw that her granddaughter was carrying something in her clothes.
this……
Mrs. Yang looked unnatural. Did Mr. Song give something to his granddaughter again?
Zhao Luoyang slowly opened his clothes and found several handfuls of rice inside.
"Auntie," Zhao Luoyang raised his head and looked at the sky, "it will be dark in more than an hour, and everyone will stop to rest. You can cook this for Sister Xiang to eat. Sister Xiang needs to get ready early.
Get up, we will continue our journey tomorrow."
Widow Xie stared at the rice blankly, her lips trembling and she didn't know what to say. This was rice that had been shelled, and they were reluctant to eat it in the village.
"Mr. Song gave it to me," Zhao Luoyang said. "When I have the opportunity in the future, I can repay Mr. Song. Are you still afraid that you won't be able to repay this?"
This is not rice, this is a favor. Widow Xie is very grateful to Mr. Song, but thinking about it, no one goes to the Song family to borrow food these days, but Mr. Song never agrees, so it is still because of Sister Luo.
Zhao Luoyang was always talking to Shi Jiu in her mind. Although she did not put all her energy into the system, in such a multitasking situation, it was like opening a window for Shi Jiu through which Shi Jiu could pass.
Talk to her through the window and help her pay attention to her surroundings.
Shi Jiu said: "Charm is worth 1 point."
It is getting easier and easier to increase Zhao Luoyang's charm value, but it can be seen that she really wants to save Sister Xiang.
After Shi Jiu finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Luoyang's wealth value.
Wealth value: 13.58 yuan.
Previously, the wealth value was 18.48 yuan, and I spent 3 yuan to exchange for a bottle of salt water. I just got a few handfuls of rice from Mr. Song, and the system calculated it as 0.9 yuan. Zhao Luoyang was afraid that the rice given by Mr. Song was not enough.
I also exchanged another pound of rice with the system.
Shi Jiu knew what Zhao Luoyang meant. She took this opportunity to count all the rice as being given by Mr. Song, so that the rice would have a provenance.
Zhao Luoyang mixed the exchanged rice with the rice given by Mr. Song, took part of it himself, and gave the rest to Sister Xiang.
Widow Xie took the rice carefully and wanted to give some to Old Mrs. Yang. When Old Mrs. Yang refused, she put it away with red eyes.
"Auntie," Zhao Luoyang whispered, "remember to show the rice to Uncle Yang later. This will make it easier for Uncle Yang to believe what you say."
Widow Xie nodded.
Old Mrs. Yang comforted Widow Xie: "For the sake of Sister Xiang and the rest of us, you have to hold on tight and don't show your weakness. You have to think that Lao Wu has become a bandit and you are doing this to wipe out his debt."
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Widow Xie's eyes became firm.
Zhao Luoyang fed Sister Xiang some more salt water, and then everyone went on their way together.
As the Zhao family walked together, Mrs. Yang glanced at her little granddaughter's back. Why did she feel that the burden on her little granddaughter's back was bigger?
"Milk," Zhao Luoyang whispered, "in order to convince the bandits, Mr. Song gave me a lot of rice."
Mrs. Yang was surprised: "Not just the ones for Sister Xiang?"
"More than that," Zhao Luoyang said with a smile on his face, "In addition to rice, there are other things. We have to find opportunities to eat these things, and it is best to let the bandits see them."
Mrs. Yang looked at Zhao Luoyang, how much did the Song family give her? The little granddaughter's tone suddenly became richer.
Of course Zhao Luoyang couldn't tell, so Mr. Song took out some rice for her, but it was good rice with shells removed. Mr. Song was not in good health, so the Song family prepared these things.
Not everyone can buy good rice.
Everyone is in a hurry now, and other things are of no use, and food is the most expensive. The fact that the Song family can give others such rice shows how capable Mr. Song is.
Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult for Mr. Song to help Huang Yacha make profits. Huang Yacha has made great achievements and will definitely be promoted if he is promoted by Mr. Song.
Mrs. Yang put her hands behind her back and carefully thought about what her little granddaughter said. Who wouldn't be happy to help with such a performance? She could deceive bandits and eat good food at the same time.
Zhao Xueli occasionally glanced behind him. At first, his mother and daughter were murmuring something. After they finished speaking, my mother seemed to be stunned by what she said, and her eyes were a little straight. Zhao Xueli couldn't help but worry, her daughter would not treat his mother like this.
Are you being silly?
Zhao Luoyang didn't have time to understand her father's emotions, she was still talking to Shi Jiu in her mind.
Shi Jiu said: "Now that you have enough charm points, I suggest you exchange it for a map. With a map, you can understand the surrounding terrain, which will be of great benefit whether you deal with bandits or try to escape."
"You have to remember more carefully this exchange, so you can draw the map and show it to me."
Zhao Luoyang responded with a smile, Shi Jiu was becoming more proactive now.
But maps shouldn’t be difficult to draw, right? She has never seen one before, so she doesn’t know if she can understand it.