C54 I ate it all at once

Even though he said so, the farmer was frightened. He was very worried that if this jam was proven to have not been made by himself and had not been bought by him, would he be punished?

Thinking of this, the farmer began to tremble with fear, not knowing what to do next.

However, as a honest and trustworthy commoner, the farmer still went to the county magistrate court with the constable. The farmer also thought that if he didn't do this, no one would contribute to the county magistrate, right?

Thinking of this, the farmer's mood seemed to have calmed down a little.

However, no matter how he thought about it, this beating was unavoidable ? Right?

No one could blame this farmer for having such a pessimistic thought. In this era, for a person without power or influence, what would others care about? What do you do that others will listen to your explanation?

Today, if Luo Pinghuan had been a good man, the peasants might have met their end at work, but if Luo Pinghuan hadn't been a good man ?" Perhaps after this farmer revealed what happened, he would most likely be killed or convicted of exile. In short, there wouldn't be a good ending.

The farmer put the money into the hands of his wife and left with the bailiff, staring blankly in the direction his husband left. The farmer's wife began to doubt if she was right or wrong to buy the jam.

The yamen runner quickly brought the farmer to the county magistrate court. Luo Pinghuan looked at this slightly submissive farmer and could not help but laugh, then said gently: "Don't worry, I will not do anything to you. I just called you over to ask you a few things.

When Luo Pinghuan just mentioned the jam, the farmer started to panic. Seeing Luo Pinghuan's mouth trembling, he finally said in a trembling voice, "Reporting ? "Reporting to Lord Qingtian, this jam was bought by my wife from a market."

Luo Pinghuan's expression quickly fell. After knowing that this jam was not made by a person, Luo Pinghuan was a little unsatisfied: "Then do you know who sold this jam? When will he be back? "What's the price?"

In regards to Luo Pinghuan's questions, the farmer was able to answer them very accurately. Thus, he said without concealing anything: "Master Cheng, this jam was sold by a young girl of eleven or twelve years old and a young man. The time they came to sell was uncertain, and it seemed like it was because it was a little troublesome to make, so it cannot be sold on a large scale."

Hearing this, Luo Pinghuan's heart skipped a beat. This jam didn't always come for sale? After that, Luo Pinghuan felt that he was in a bad mood, actually eating all of his son's grains, it was really ?

Luo Pinghuan sighed, thinking about what he should do with his son when there was no jam. If this son of his couldn't eat without being praised, then that would be a very dangerous thing to do.

The farmer thought for a moment and then said, "Sir, it seems that the teenager and the girl lived in Hexi Village. Is the boy calling the girl Xiao Rong?" The farmer paused, regretting that he did not have the patience to listen to his wife talk about this. If he had listened to her back then, he would not have caused such a ruckus. "My wife knows more about this than I do. As a boor, I don't care too much about it."

Seeing that Luo Pinghuan was not angry or angry at all, the farmer felt that he had really hit the jackpot, and actually met such a good county magistrate. At this time, this farmer was simply about to cry, and was extremely moved, but seeing that Luo Pinghuan still had a serious expression on his face, the farmer slightly sighed and did not make a sound.

Luo Pinghuan completely believed in the words of the farmer, because Luo Pinghuan did not think much of it, he was just a person who sold jam, what was there to lie about?

Thinking about that, Luo Pinghuan laughed softly, and let the farmer leave first. As for how he would operate it, he would first look at the situation to see if his child could eat anything other than jam.

If it was possible, he would already thank this farmer. However, in the future, he wouldn't need to thank anyone else, and if he couldn't, Luo Pinghuan sighed, wanting to find that little girl who sold jams.

Everything depended on whether Luo Shaoyang would be able to eat anything tomorrow.

Looking at Luo Pinghuan's expression, Madame Luo was actually a little happy. She had suspected since a while ago that there was someone outside Luo Pinghuan, and of course, it was normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. However, for a person who was already used to being the sole mistress, how could he accept his own husband becoming the husband of someone else?

However, the things that happened today, showed that Luo Pinghuan truly cared about her son. Of course, he couldn't just make it too obvious that he didn't care about her at all.

Madame Luo looked at Luo Pinghuan with a gentle smile. Although he said that Luo Pinghuan was a county magistrate, but all these years, Luo Pinghuan had only ever been by his side. No matter how he thought about it, he felt relaxed and happy.

That night, it was rare for Luo Shaoyang to have a good night's sleep. Ever since Luo Shaoyang inexplicably acquired this strange anorexia, it had been a very long time since he had such a satiated sleep, and it also didn't feel like he could sleep until dawn.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Shaoyang smiled as he looked at his arm. It was still dry, and so skinny that it didn't look like it would last long.

However, when Luo Shaoyang saw that the dishes were still the same as the ones he usually ate, he subconsciously started to feel nauseous. But no matter what, Luo Shaoyang could not be willful, and had to force himself to eat something, even if he did not want to eat anything, he had to eat something.

Thinking about it this way, Luo Shaoyang forced himself to eat a mouthful of food, but the moment the food entered his mouth, Luo Shaoyang could not take it anymore, and immediately vomited all over, and even vomited to the point of tearing his heart and lungs apart, as if he wanted to vomit all his heart out.

Luo Pinghuan hurried over when he heard the sound and felt extremely pained when he saw Luo Shaoyang. He asked Luo Shaoyang: "My son, are you alright? "How do you feel now?"

After spitting out half of what he wanted to spit out, Luo Shaoyang felt better. He smiled at Luo Pinghuan and comforted her: "Father, I'm fine, I'm much better now, but where is the jam? "Why not today?"

Looking at Luo Shaoyang with a slightly embarrassed look, Luo Pinghuan was truly embarrassed to say: "Oh my god, I ate up all of your jam yesterday." In the end, Luo Pinghuan still laughed a little awkwardly, and said: "I accidentally knocked over the jam yesterday, and now I'm looking for someone to buy this."

Without much thought, just by hearing his own father's voice, Luo Shaoyang knew that his own father was feeling guilty. He squinted his eyes, and then laughed lightly as if he did not care and asked: "Father, did you eat the jam?"

Luo Pinghuan, whose face had been set in stone, could not keep his pride any longer, so he forcefully held up his dignified face and said: "I did not do this on purpose, who knew that there would only be this little, I only ate three steamed buns and I don't have any more." He then said with a touching tone, "But this jam is really delicious, it's sour and sweet ?"

Before he could finish speaking, he looked at Luo Shaoyang with a face filled with fear, only then did he realize that he had been tricked by his own son. He took a deep breath and said: "You, ah, are still like this, but now you seem to be angry, not like in the past, always looking lifeless and lifeless."

Luo Shaoyang laughed softly. He also knew what kind of harm his long period of anorexia had done him, so he smiled guiltily and said to Luo Pinghuan: "Father, don't worry, I will definitely get better. Don't you already have hope that this jam will be able to cure me?"

He patted Luo Shaoyang's head, and Luo Pinghuan let out a soft sigh. He was truly blessed to have such a thoughtful son. He then chuckled and said, "Son, you must be a very capable person in the future." Then, under Luo Shaoyang's somewhat puzzled gaze, he said confidently, "Haven't you heard that one has to suffer hardships in order to become a great man?

This way of saying things was somewhat novel to Luo Shaoyang, but upon thinking about how his father, who always doted on him, had always said such words, there was nothing strange or discordant about it, he laughed softly and shook his head, "Father, your words really make me feel pressured, with my body, how can I ever be someone superior?"

Seeing that Luo Shaoyang suddenly looked as if he was somewhat powerless, Luo Pinghuan paused for a moment, then pulled Luo Shaoyang up and said: "We'll go buy some jam right now. If something were to happen to you, how are you going to let Father and your mother live?" He then took a deep breath and said, "Don't ever speak like that again."

Luo Shaoyang really wanted to be a little headstrong, and didn't need anything else. It was enough as long as he could temporarily forget about the problems in his body, but no matter what, there was no way. He couldn't show that kind of expression in front of his parents, and he couldn't shock his parents, who had already endured great pressure, with him once again ?

Therefore, Luo Shaoyang could only force himself to remain calm and not think about anything else. In the end, Luo Shaoyang could only show a little bit of displeasure in front of Little Six.