Chapter 2235 Dare Not Go Back

Shen Qingci only wants to eat sweet potatoes now, she doesn't want to eat anything else.

"There are no sweet potatoes here."

Luo Hengan was really helpless to her, since the moment she woke up, this sweet potato was talking about what kind of dream she had.

"I've got people looking for this stuff."

Lao Hengsi tried every means to help her find this kind of sweet potato.

As for whether she can find it, it's hard to say now, if she can find it, that's the best, but if she can't find it, she has to accept her fate, if she wants other things, he can get them for her.

It’s just that this sweet potato doesn’t work, it’s not something that existed in Dazhou, no, not only Dazhou, but even other countries don’t have it, if it really exists, then undoubtedly, it won’t become another snow vegetable .

wrong. This is more tempting than snow vegetables. After all, according to what Shen Qingci said, this is something that can solve the food and clothing of the people. As long as it is planted, it can be said that no one will starve to death after the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He naturally wants such a good thing, but if he doesn't have it, where can he find it?

Shen Qingci was still lying on the table, listless.

Lao Hengsi sighed softly again, lowered his head, and saw the little white ball on his leg, it was really sleeping, so heartless, but it was much simpler than that of Niannian. up.

In Xiangjue Temple, no matter what time of day it is, it is full of incense and crowds. In addition to being the largest temple in Dazhou, there is also Master Jingkong, who is also a famous eminent monk in Dazhou.

It is said that Master Jingkong is about sixty years old, but he has a face of fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was born so young, so he is really an eminent monk.

It can be said that most of the pilgrims here came for Master Jingkong's face, but now there are very few people in this world who can see his face.

In a small courtyard, there is a faint scent of sandalwood everywhere, and the sound of those monks chanting can be heard from time to time.

Luo Yuxi was sitting in front of the table, copying the scriptures stroke by stroke. There was a small incense burner on the table, and a faint incense was also burning in the incense burner.

This kind of incense is calming and calming, and it is also reassuring.

This place is indeed a place to rest and recuperate. As long as you stay here, even the irritable person will be able to calm down your mind, without waves or threads, and without sadness or joy.

The outside door creaked open.

Luo Yuxi thought it was Niu Xin who came over, but he didn't care.

"I'm not too hungry yet, so I'll wait for some time to eat."

He didn't stop writing, he just talked.

As a result, when he finished speaking, he heard a creaking sound.

"Blanched?"

Luo Yuxi quickly raised his face, and saw Xiaotuanzi flying towards him.

He hastily stretched out his hand and took it in one hand.

"Baibai, why are you here, do you miss me?"

Luo Bai happily burrowed into his arms, rubbing his little head against his face.

"grumble……"

Luo Bai yelled again, but this one made Luo Yuxi sit up straight quickly, he seemed to know who it was?

And he stood up quickly, and lightly adjusted the corner of his clothes.

Father, he bent slightly.

Well, Luo Hengnu put one hand behind his back, also walked over, then sat on the stone bench beside him, stretched out his hand and took the scripture that Luo Yuxi was copying.

The handwriting is very regular, one stroke at a time, the handwriting is also very clear, and it can be seen that it has been done with care.

"You've been quiet a lot recently."

Luo Hengnu put the scripture in his hand on the table.

It seems that the scriptures these days have not been copied in vain, and of course this temperament is not bad.

"Please worry about it, father."

Luo Yuxi was extremely respectful.

What is in front of him now is not someone else, but his Lao Tzu, no matter how disrespectful he is to anyone, he dare not disrespect his Lao Tzu.

"I'm not worried about you."

Luo Hengsi was indeed not too worried about Luo Yuxi.

He is already an adult man, and he has traveled abroad many times, he can naturally know what he is going to do, and he is not a child anymore, he can take responsibility and take on everything by himself.

Luo Yuxi "..."

He felt a little miserable.

No matter what, there is a kind of grievance that the father does not love and the mother does not love.

"You stay here alive."

Lao Henglu stretched out his hand, and straightened Luo Yuxi's clothes, "Your mother has prepared meat for you."

"Meat?"

Luo Yuxi's eyes lit up, and he was also full of thoughts, and of course he was more moved.

"Mother made meat for me?"

"Yes." Luo Heng thought that he had never lied to them.

"She made it herself."

"What kind of meat?"

Luo Yuxi pursed his lips, so can he go down the mountain today, first eat the meat cooked by his mother, and then come back to copy the scriptures.

Anyway, he copied about half of these scriptures, and the rest is nothing more than some time, and he still has a lot of time to squander.

Uncle said.

He would have to stay here for at least half a year before he could calm his qi and blood again, and half a year was enough for him to copy the scriptures three times.

Luo Henglu lightly raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"She smashes the table with a ruler every day."

Luo Yuxi "..."

"Well, fried pork with bamboo shoots?"

Luo Hengnian didn't deny it, because Luo Yuxi guessed it right.

"Father, I have done nothing wrong."

Luo Yuxi really couldn't figure out what bad thing he had done, why his mother beat him?

"You despise her ugly handwriting?"

Luo Hengsi opened the censer on the table and added some spices to it, so you should stay here as long as possible.

"Father, the son knows."

Luo Yuxi was not exaggerating at all, and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve.

Don't go back even if you kill him.

Is he afraid of being beaten, a man, how can he not bear these flesh and blood pains, and if he shrinks back a little, he is not Luo Yuxi, the second son of Shuo Wangfu.

But he was afraid of losing face.

He is so old, if he is still beaten by his mother and spread to the ears of his elder brothers, what face will he have to meet them in the future?

"It's good to know."

Luo Henglu stroked the corner of his clothes, and also stood up.

"Laobai!" He called out Laobai's name.

Luo Bai just wanted to jump over, but was caught by Luo Yuxi.

"grumble……"

Luo Bai didn't understand, he moved his little body, and then leaned his little head against Luo Yuxi's body.

"Father, can you leave the branding to me?"

Luo Yuxi hugged the little white fox tightly in his arms.

"There's not even a single person to talk here, so can you let Laobai stay and be my companion?"

Niu Xin, who was standing aside, shed two lines of tears.

Son...

Could it be that he is not alive?