Chapter 217: Another Transmigration
Shi Luo closed his eyes, feeling the sudden surge of memories that did not belong to him, as well as the familiar pain, in his brain, and he just wanted to curse.
Damn it, I just took a nap, how come I was reborn again?
It was not easy for him to live to be over seventy years old.
"Lolo."
Shi Luo opened his eyes suddenly when he heard someone calling out a familiar but very nervous voice, "Brother Hao."
Jiang Hao's nervous mood suddenly relaxed, "It's really you."
Shi Luo sat up and grabbed Jiang Hao's hand, "Why are you here too? What will happen to the family if you come?"
Jiang Hao comforted Shi Luo and whispered, "Calm down. It's okay even if we're gone. You'll be sad for sure, but don't worry about anything else.
Huhu is grown up now, has a wife and children, and all the cash from that era has long been taken out and put into a secret room known to Huhu, so there is really no need to worry."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a baby crying next to him.
Jiang Hao hurriedly picked up the child and handed it to Shi Luo carefully. "We can talk about the other things later. Why don't you feed the child first?"
Although there were many memories in his mind, Shi Luo had not carefully "read" them, so he was a little confused by Jiang Hao's words, but he still took the child and said, "How should I feed him? Hurry up and make some water. When the water boils, I can make milk powder for him to drink."
Jiang Hao also felt a little embarrassed, "Ahem, Luo Luo, you don't have the memory of your original body, why don't you think about it again."
Shi Luo patted the child gently as if by muscle memory. Looking at his three-month-old son in his arms, all the memories of the child emerged in his mind one by one.
Well, I am a boy in this life, and the child in my arms is mine.
Thinking of this, Shi Luo wanted to curse again. It was really outrageous. Why did he dress like a guy?
Ahhhhh, the most important thing is that this damn novel was written by Shi Luo himself. If he hadn't been unable to think of character names while writing the book, he wouldn't have temporarily used his own and Hao Ge's names.
Ahhhhhh, if I had known I could travel through a book, I wouldn't have used my own name and Brother Hao's. Isn't this also called bringing trouble upon oneself?
Looking at the crying child and his wife who suddenly became dazed, Jiang Hao advised, "Lolo, why don't you feed the child first."
Shi Luo untied the rope with stiff hands and feet, picked up the child and fed him. Ten minutes later, when the child fell asleep, he put the child back to bed.
Shi Luo tied the bag on his clothes and said calmly, "The child is grown up now, and we don't lack milk powder. It's time to wean him."
Jiang Hao secretly pressed down the corner of his mouth that was crazily rising. "I'm afraid it won't work. I vaguely remember that in all your novels with brothers, you set the baby in your novel to be fed for six months.
Starting from the first day of birth, you can only feed your baby other milk after 180 days.
When Shi Luo heard about the character he had created for his brother, he wished he could go back in time and beat up himself for writing so hard that his brain was spinning.
Shi Luo slowed down for a moment and accepted the reality. "Now that we are here, let's make the best of it. Let's think about what to do next."
Jiang Hao sighed, "You said you wrote so many novels, how come we ended up in this one? This is a war-torn romance novel that starts with someone fleeing famine."
Shi Luo looked up at the 19-year-old Jiang Hao in front of him and suddenly smiled. "It's not bad to be here. At least you and I are much younger. We can still be together for a long time."
Hearing this, Jiang Hao also smiled and said, "Indeed, it can be considered a blessing in disguise."
Shi Luo recalled the old novel he had written and said slowly, "I don't remember the specific details of this novel very clearly, but apart from some minor frictions, the journey that Village Chief Jiang led his people to escape the famine was not dangerous at all. It was basically quite peaceful."
Jiang Hao: "According to my memory, it's almost August. A couple of days ago, there was a heavy rain that basically drowned all the crops in the fields. It's definitely too late to replant. The autumn harvest is about to be a total failure, and the price of grain in the county is soaring.
The most important thing is that the King of Yue's army has now reached Dingzhou, and will probably reach our side in less than a month. If those people really come, we will definitely capture all the men.
The village chief has discussed with the villagers that if anyone wants to leave the village the day after tomorrow morning, they should gather at the village entrance and leave together. So what should we do? Should we go with the villagers or leave alone?
Shi Luo said firmly, "Let's go together first. The village chief has a guide and a map, and the escape route he has drawn up is the best. Our family has a good relationship with the village chief's family, so it's best for us to go together. After all, there are only three of us. We can leave whenever we want. If all else fails, we can run."
Jiang Hao lay back on the bed and hugged Shi Luo. "Okay, go to sleep first. We'll prepare the rest tomorrow."
The two of them were veterans of rebirth, so they continued to sleep very calmly.
Jiang Hao is an only child in this life. His mother died when he was five years old. His father was a hunter and passed away two months ago.
When he was young, Jiang's father went into the mountains to hunt and collect herbs. Although he earned and saved a lot of money, his health was ruined.
Jiang's father has only one son, Jiang Hao. He hopes that Jiang Hao will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, so he saves a lot of money for his son, but the money will be spent one day.
So he also taught Jiang Hao all his skills, experience and techniques in hunting and collecting herbs.
Jiang's father himself was a beggar in the mountains. He knew that although being a hunter or a herbalist in the mountains could make money quickly, dangers were everywhere, so he never let Jiang Hao go up the mountain alone.
Because of this, no one in the village knew that Jiang Hao inherited his father's craft.
Despite his illness, Jiang's father helped Jiang Hao get married, and he also forced himself to see Jiang Hao have a son. He only passed away after the child was one month old.
Shi Luo was the son of the first wife of the Shi family in the county. His mother died of heavy bleeding while giving birth to him.
When Shi Luo was less than three years old, his father remarried. Shi Luo lived a good life before he was eight years old, but after he was eight, the woman his father remarried became pregnant and gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
After this, Shi Luo's treatment in the Shi family was not as good as before. Shi Luo's stepmother did not deduct Shi Luo's allowance, but just treated him coldly. This continued until Shi Luo was sixteen years old. Shi Luo's stepmother was afraid that Shi Luo would covet the Shi family's property, so she wanted to give Shi Luo a dowry and marry him off.
When Jiang Hao was helping his father deliver wild animals to the Shi family, he was noticed by Shi Luo at first sight. Shi Luo lost his mother when he was young and had to rely on himself in the mansion, so he was a man with his own ideas and opinions.
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