Jian Luo looked at the woman in front of him. For a moment, he wondered if he was too tired and was hallucinating.

Wen Ya said, "Is it okay, Luo Luo?"

Jian Luo's grip on the door sill unconsciously tightened. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing an unflattering smile. "Sister Wen Ya, I'm sure you've seen the situation in our family. The three children are all less than a month old, and the eldest was sick with a fever a while ago. He's the healthiest of the three. I was weak when I gave birth, and they're not in good health. It's not that I don't want to help, it's simply that the children are too young."

Wen Ya pursed her lips and hesitated, "But it's just a dragon scale, it won't be a big deal."

“…”

Jian Shi was too lazy to talk to her, so he could only change the subject: "Sister Wen Ya, dragon scales only heal wounds. Your child has a fever, so it won't be very effective. Besides, Xiaolong is young, so the effect won't be very good. If you are really worried about the child, can I ask someone in our family to get you some herbs?"

Wen Ya's face looked unhappy.

Jian Luo was about to close the door: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Luoluo, you're being too stingy, aren't you?" Wen Ya was straightforward and forthright. "It's just a small favor. Children grow quickly, so their scales will grow back quickly, right? Besides, you're still living in our house. You know how I treat you, right? I have so many good things, so I didn't share them with you."

…

Jian Luo didn't flinch. "Scales don't grow just because they want to. Do you know the pain of a nine-tailed fox having its tail cut off? Forcibly removing scales from a dragon is like cutting off a finger. Sister Wen Ya, I respect you very much. Do you think it's appropriate for you to come here and force me to persecute my child?"

Wen Ya was also left speechless. She actually knew that her request was a bit excessive. Dragon scales were in short supply and rarely appeared in the interstellar trade market. She also heard from others that there was a scale auction more than ten years ago, which actually sold for hundreds of billions.

There is even a legend that the scales, ground into powder, can bring the dead back to life.

Who wouldn't want such a treasure? Even if it were her, she would hope that her child could live a long life. Besides, there are so many scales that they can grow back, so why be so stingy?

Wen Ya said, "Luoluo, I know you're having difficulties. How about this? I'll give you whatever you want. You and your family must have some unspeakable secrets to be reduced to this state. We've been good to you, haven't we? You're living in our house, aren't you?"

Jian Luo narrowed his eyes.

Just when he was about to speak, someone came over from the other side. When Lu Shifeng came back from hanging the clothes, he saw Jian Luo arguing with someone at the door.

Although the young version of Lu Shifeng did not have the same aura as the adult Grand Marshal, he always had some arrogance and pride in his youth. He learned how to restrain it after growing up, but the arrogance of the teenager was like weeds. Just standing there, his whole body was full of hostility.

Lu Shifeng said to Wen Ya, "Is there something wrong?"

Wen Ya was originally aggressive, but when she saw Lu Shifeng, her aura suddenly became intimidating. She looked away awkwardly: "You're back."

Lu Shifeng raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing here?"

Wen Ya hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should continue to tell the story. In fact, no one knew that she came to ask for dragon scales. Before she came, her husband told her not to provoke Lu Shifeng.

Even a dragon in distress should not be offended easily.

She just thought that Jian Luo was a nice and easy-going person, so maybe trying her luck would work. Just when Wen Ya was about to speak again, Lu Shifeng said in a deep voice: "The gold seal your husband took away can buy your entire tribe."

Wen Ya suddenly looked up.

Lu Shifeng's face was indifferent: "If you need dragon scales, let him come and talk to me in person."

As soon as he finished speaking, he said to Jian Luo: "Go eat."

Jian Luo was originally standing nearby watching the fun, but when his name was called, he nodded: "Oh... OK."

Wen Ya was ignored as she stood there. Her face looked a little ugly, but she still tried her best to remain calm. She said to Jian Luo gently, "Luoluo, I'm also a little anxious because the child is sick. If I offend you, please don't take it to heart. I'm leaving now."

Jian Luo ignored her and went straight into the house.

The three kids in the room were originally playing and fighting on the bed, but now they fell asleep together. The eldest, Long Aotian, was lying on his back with his legs spread out, while the second one was more gentle. He leaned against his brother and put his legs on his brother's body to sleep.

The youngest sister curled herself up into a small silver ball and slept next to her two brothers.

Jian Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I haven't eaten yet."

Lu Shifeng said, "I'm tired during the day."

"What should we do then?" Jian Luo looked at the food, feeling a bit of a headache: "Should we eat it when we wake up?"

Lu Shifeng walked over and picked up the snoring dragon cub: "Eat first and then sleep."

“…”

Xiaolong Aotian opened his red eyes in a daze. He felt very aggrieved at being forcibly pulled out of the dream. He twisted his body in the air with a whimper.

Lu Shifeng threw him back onto the bed: "Wake up the others."

Heizi rolled over twice on the bed and woke up completely. When children are young, they fall asleep quickly and wake up quickly. After a while, he became energetic after waking up from a nap. Heizi didn't need anyone to call him, he used the dragon horn to wake up his younger brothers and sisters.

Jian Luo sighed: "It's time to eat."

The dragon cubs could not understand anything else but this sentence. They were a little bit grumpy after being awakened, but when they heard these three words, the whole dragon seemed to be given a shot of chicken blood, and the little wings behind them were flapping. However, because the kang was too high, they could not get down by themselves, and their wings could not fly, so they could only spin in place in a hurry.

Jian Luo never asked Lu Shifeng how long it usually takes for a dragon cub to learn to fly.

He remembered that Lu Shifeng seemed to have learned to fly very late. Although he didn't know why, Jian Luo didn't want to ask. He saw the faces of the dragon clan that day clearly. He didn't know whether those people had brought pain to Lu Shifeng, but he would definitely not add salt to his wounds.

“Chi.”

A delicate humming sound brought Jian Luo back to his senses.

It turned out that Lu Shifeng brought the dragon cub over. When the baby was just born, the dragon scales were soft, but now they are a little harder. The black cub rubbed its head against Jian Luo, and the touch was a little bit cool, which was very comfortable.

Jian Luo touched his horn and rubbed his little head with his fingertips: "Let's eat."

This meal was actually not very enjoyable.

At night, the kids were all asleep. Jian Luo sat by the kang and kept watching the children. The moonlight from outside shone in, bringing a little chill.

Lu Shifeng came out from the inner room. He looked at Jian Luo and said in a deep voice, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Jian Luo came back to his senses. He took a small blanket and covered himself with it. He leaned against the kang and said in a low voice, "I'm worried..."

Lu Shifeng knew what he was worried about.

Jian Luo said, "I wonder if they will have any bad ideas for the cub."

In the past, he noticed that Lu Shifeng was very wary and cautious towards the people of this tribe, and he always felt that it was too much.

Now he felt that Lu Shifeng was right, and that his awareness of vigilance was too poor. If Wen Ya had not given him a wake-up call today, he might still be immersed in his own world.

Lu Shifeng walked closer and suddenly opened his hands, allowing Jian Luo to see clearly what was in his hands.

Jian Luo took a closer look and laughed: "What is this?"

Lu Shifeng: "Cover it with your hands."

Jian Luo knew about this thing, and Wen Ya also had one. This hand warmer was very warm because new mothers generally could not touch anything that was too cold. The hand warmer was relatively thin and could be worn on the hands. It could blend perfectly with the skin with almost no obstruction while protecting the hands.

But it is precious.

I heard that its raw materials are deep in the mountains and it is not easy to find. Moreover, its effect is very useless and only postpartum women will need to use it for a period of time, so almost not many people are willing to spend the time to make it.

Jian Luo: "Where are you from?"

Lu Shifeng put the thing in his hand and said casually: "I just did it."

“…”

Jian Luo wanted to ask him why he went to so much trouble, but he also wanted to thank him. A mixture of emotions gathered in his heart, and in the end he couldn't say a word. He felt a little sad in his nose. He was in a foreign land, with wolves in front and tigers behind. It was like a godsend to meet someone who was willing to go to so much trouble for him.

Lu Shifeng looked at him quietly: "You don't like it?"

Because Jian Luo looked very sad.

"I like it." Jian Luo put it away and smiled at him. A beautiful smile blossomed on her clean and pretty face. His eyes were sparkling with tears, like tiny stars. Although he was not wearing any makeup, it was hard to look away. "I like it very much. Thank you."

For a moment, Lu Shifeng felt as if his heart skipped a beat, and when he came to his senses, the aftermath was tingling and numb. He had an urge to give the whole world to him, not to mention covering it with one hand, if he could just keep smiling.

Then the little straight man still had a serious look on his face and said "hmm" indifferently.

Jian Luo said, "Go and rest quickly. Once your injury is healed, we can think of other things. I think Wen Ya is quite afraid of you and probably won't dare to do anything for the time being. When you go out hunting during the day, my son and I will go with you. It will be safer this way."

Lu Shifeng nodded: "Okay."

He suddenly felt a little...jealous of his grown-up self, but also a little angry, because that person was not a qualified husband. At least, Jian Luo and he did not have the mark of a partner.

…

The next day.

The matter of the dragon scales seemed to be temporarily over, but it also seemed as if it had never happened.

Wen Ya never came to see him again, and Jian Luo also began to deliberately keep a distance from the people of this tribe. No one could underestimate a father's determination to protect his child. He watched over the child meticulously and his vigilance increased by twelve points.

The attitude of the people in the tribe also changed suddenly and inexplicably.

The place where Jian Luo's family hung clothes was occupied by others, and the place at the back where sundries were stored was also used by others. The people in this tribe liked to keep pets, and the pets were not disciplined at all, running around recklessly, and destroyed the fence that Jian Luo had repaired more than once. The originally friendly villagers seemed to have suddenly changed their faces, which was a little unbearable.

Even when he was walking on the street, he could see a group of people looking at him strangely and pointing and saying:

"They eloped, didn't they?"

"The kind that can't be seen in the light."

"Of course. Otherwise, why don't you go back to Dark Star? Come to our little place."

“Tsk tsk…”

Every time this happened, Jian Luo would cover the dragon cub's ears. Although the cub couldn't understand, he didn't want the child to be exposed to this malicious energy.

On the path, Jian Luo saw the young man who raised crows that day.

Jian Luo hesitated for a moment and waved to greet him. Unexpectedly, the young man's eyes were evasive when he saw Jian Luo, and he even took a step back.

Jian Luo frowned slightly and didn't come any closer.

They passed each other on the path, and just as they were about to part, the boy spoke: "Luoluo... I'm sorry."