The cannon fodder of Quick Travel counterattacks the host. She has a collecting habit!

Luo Jianye didn't say that he knew 100% of the situation in the village, but at least he knew most of it. There was no place in the middle of the village, only the beginning and end of the village, and this thatched house was at the end of the village.

Looking at Luo Jianye's frown, Song Baoguo asked tentatively:

"Otherwise, if you don't mind it, I will give you the homestead of the thatched house, which is a little closer to the cowshed.

But you can make the transition for the time being, as long as you build your house before winter. After all, thatched houses can accommodate people in summer, but not in late autumn. "

After hearing this, Luo Jianye knew that Song Baoguo was thinking about them, but the cowshed was a relatively sensitive place and most villagers were unwilling to go near it.

"Then just do as Uncle Song said. Thank you Uncle Song for worrying about us!"

"It's nothing, it should be. If you hadn't saved Da Jun, the boss and his wife probably wouldn't have survived. This little thing is nothing compared to the life-saving grace."

"Why does Uncle Song still mention this matter? It's been so many years. Besides, I just happened to meet him and it was just a matter of effort."

"Haha, not everyone is willing to do something simple. Now that the army has become promising, I am even more grateful to you."

"Uncle Song, you are just talking about this. You have taken good care of me in the past few years. It's just that it's inconvenient for my mother."

"Okay, let's not talk about that. You should take Yangyang and Xingfang back to clean up the house. No one has been there for a long time, and I don't know what it is like now."

"Well, let's go take a look first. Uncle Song is busy first."

"Go ahead and come to me if you need help."

"I understand, thank you Uncle Song!"

"go quickly!"

After coming out of the brigade leader's house, many people in the village were paying attention to the situation of Luo Jianye's family. Luo Jianye had helped many people over the years, so everyone naturally wanted to help him.

So as soon as Luo Jianye's family of three arrived at the thatched house, the villagers followed them, all with things in their hands.

Some were holding bowls and chopsticks, some were holding casseroles, some were a mattress, some were two pillows, some were several kilograms of stick noodles, and some were a basket of vegetables...

Seeing everyone's actions, Luo Jianye felt warm in his heart. Even Luo Yangyang didn't expect that his father and mother were so popular in the village.

They walked out of Luo's house clean and clean. The gathering of good guys and everyone solved their urgent needs.

Luo Jianye's family of three stood in front of everyone and bowed to them together, and then Luo Jianye said:

“Jianye would like to thank everyone for their kindness and friendship, which will be greatly appreciated by Jianye.

If you need help in the future, please don’t forget Jianye, so that Jianye can have the opportunity to repay one or two! "

Luo Yangyang looked at his father who seemed to be glowing when he stood in front of people, and he had a different understanding of him in his heart. This understanding was beyond the memories of the original owner.

Luo Yangyang thought to himself that if it hadn't been for the early death of his beloved daughter, maybe Luo Jianye would have been a great person in the future.

Judging from what he said, he didn't look like an old farmer who had never seen the world at all. He had a proper elite demeanor!

After Luo Jianye finished speaking, he noticed his daughter's fiery and admiring gaze, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and continued to chat with the villagers.

A lot of people came to the thatched house all of a sudden. It happened that the thatched house had been in disrepair for a long time, and now only a large frame was left standing.

In order to help Luo Jianye's family settle down as soon as possible, everyone came over spontaneously to help. It was already time to get off work.

The eight gentlemen put up the thatched house again in a short time. Not to mention it was well-chopped, but at least it could accommodate people without having to bear the rain or sun.

As for the sleeping place, there was no kang in the thatched house, so the villagers contributed a few pieces of wood and made a simple bed. Fortunately, the three of them did not have to sleep on the ground.

As for the quilts, some kindhearted people also sent two. Although they are not new, they are still very precious. After all, for the villagers, such fabric and cotton are difficult to buy.

Luo Yangyang was a patient, so Zhou Xingfang found a place for her to sit out of the way. She was not expected to help with work, as long as she didn't have a fever and fell into coma.

After Luo Yangyang was settled, Zhou Xingfang also joined in the construction of the new home. Even the stove was set up with help. Although it was a clay stove, it could be used for now.

They didn't have an iron pot, only a clay pot given by the villagers, with water on the left and right sides, so they just used it first.

The group of people worked until dark before gradually dispersing. Knowing that Luo Jianye's family was in difficulty, everyone ran home even if Luo Jianye left food.

Finally finding a place to stay, Zhou Xingfang breathed a sigh of relief, and only now did she think about Luo Yangyang again.

He reached out and touched Luo Yangyang's forehead. Although it was not as hot as it was in the afternoon, it was obvious that he still had a fever.

"How do you feel, Yangyang? If you feel uncomfortable, tell your mother that there is still one piece of antipyretic medicine left by Dr. Zhang, so why don't you just take it?"

"Mom, I'm fine!"

Zhou Xingfang sighed, knowing in her heart that her daughter was sensible, otherwise she would have stopped them from going to the county hospital.

But having a fever all the time is not a problem. Zhou Xingfang looked at Luo Yangyang with worried eyes.

Luo Yangyang naturally noticed his mother's gaze, but she couldn't tell her about it, so she had to pretend to be stupid.

If she hadn't deliberately pretended to be comatose, she would still be full of energy even if she still had a fever, but now that she is out of the Luo family, she will naturally get better.

After all, this body has not dropped out of school yet, and it will be the high school entrance examination in half a month.

Luo Yangyang must take the high school entrance examination. It is now 75. When she graduates from high school, she will take the college entrance examination.

As long as she is admitted to college, she can leave with her parents and stay away from Mrs. Luo's family. She believes that the three of them will live a happy life.

Although I have a plan in mind, the key is how to make my illness better without any surprises.

What's more, their family is now penniless and even in debt in the eyes of everyone.

Before going back to school, she has to solve her life problems. Otherwise, she can't even survive, so how can she still go to school?

"Mom, I really feel better. As soon as I came out of the courtyard, I felt much lighter and my whole body relaxed."

"Yangyang...."

When Zhou Xingfang heard Luo Yangyang's words, she felt that Luo Yangyang didn't like the Luo family. Now that he had left, the child was in a better mood, so he felt more relaxed.