The hero's death anniversary?
What kind of memorial day? What the hell, the hero is not dead at all!
Su Luoluo frowned. How was she going to explain to the Yang family that the hero was not dead at all?
Seeing that the Yang family members fell into deep sorrow, the death of the male protagonist was a pain for this family.
She had no evidence and just said without any evidence that the hero was not dead. The Yang family would never believe her and would think that she was malicious and was deliberately rubbing salt into their wounds. After all, the original owner was a bad person with a bad record and was hated by everyone.
Su Luoluo could only stop thinking about speaking for the time being.
After taking a shower, Su Luoluo went back to the room and thought about the male protagonist.
When I turned around, I saw Xiaolei sleeping on the floor with a torn straw mat.
It's not a big deal to sleep on the floor.
It looks like I need to set up one bed for the two kids.
Niu Niu and Jingjing appeared at the door.
The two little babies are about the same height. They come running in hand in hand with their short legs, which is very funny.
"Aunt, if you don't put on cream and become pretty, do you think you are pretty enough?"
Jingjing stared at Su Luoluo with her big eyes, her childish face full of big question marks.
"Ma Ma, Wo, Wo, rub it, and it will become bright and shiny."
Niu Niu pulled Su Luoluo's clothes and shouted.
“…”Su Luoluo, I really know how to thank you.
The children were stabbed the deepest by the knife.
"No tonight, I have things to do."
Su Luoluo reached out and rubbed Niu Niu and Jingjing's little heads.
She stood up, went to the medicine shelf, and picked several kinds of herbs from the winnowing basket. Now that all the medicine was ready, she took it to the kitchen to boil it.
Zhu Yanhua was standing in front of the chicken coop, smiling as she watched the piglets running around inside.
Because there is no pigpen, the piglets are temporarily raised in the chicken coop, and the chicks and ducklings are put back in the bamboo cages.
Suddenly, a bowl of dark brown medicine appeared in front of me. It smelled like medicine, and I knew it was very bitter just by smelling it.
“This, this, this is…”
Zhu Yanhua looked at Su Luoluo in confusion.
"Sister-in-law, your body needs to be taken care of. This medicine is good for your body. Drink it while it's hot."
Su Luoluo took Zhu Yanhua's hand and placed the bowl of medicine in her hand.
"You also know these?"
Zhu Yanhua spoke in confusion.
"Ah... I, I asked Uncle Guisheng for some advice before."
Su Luoluo didn't know how to explain it, so she made up a few words and immediately slipped away.
Zhu Yanhua looked down at the bowl of medicine in her hand. She clearly felt that what Su Luoluo had just said was not true. Su Luoluo had done a lot of stupid things before.
She shouldn't drink this bowl of medicine.
He recalled that Su Luoluo had pointed out at a glance that Doctor He had taken the wrong medicine, and had helped the neighboring village solve the problem of piglets not giving birth.
After hesitating for a while, Zhu Yanhua drank the bowl of dark brown medicinal juice in one gulp.
The next day, the Yang family was shrouded in an atmosphere of grief.
Even the little ones have become much quieter and not as lively as before.
Zhu Yanhua took out two bamboo baskets, one containing candles, incense, and paper money, and the other containing half a chicken and a bottle of rice wine.
Su Luoluo was not affected by this atmosphere. She just ate and drank as usual. There was no need to be sad.
Maybe the hero is now beginning a sweet relationship with the heroine.
But she stayed here to be like Wang Baochuan, digging wild vegetables to raise her children and crying for him. It was already good enough for her to make paper dolls.
The hero was buried on a hillside.
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