The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 220 The Mortal in the Immortal’s Tribulation (26)

The first person to get up the next day was Luo Ming, who slept the most soundly. According to the habit he had developed at home, he fetched a bucket of well water and started to wash.

Of course, he didn’t have such good conditions at home before, so Luo Ming was very happy to take a bath. The well water was still warm and not freezing cold at all.

The second person to get up was his sister Luo Qi. She was frightened awake by being pushed under the bed by Luo Qing.

The couch in the medicine hut was a little small, so it was difficult for two people to sleep on it, so Luo Qi fell down.

However, he had probably gotten used to waking up this way. After all, the bed in the Luo family wasn't very big.

Su Xiangran fell asleep by the window last night, but when she woke up, she was back in bed, still covered with the quilt.

She laughed in her heart: He looks like he's a bit stupid, but I didn't expect him to be so considerate!

Xie Chao had been waiting for Xiao Jin to return to his room last night. Just when he remembered to go to Su Xiangran's room to arrest someone, Xiao Jin pushed the door open and lay down on the mat next to him.

But even so, Xie Chao was not too reassured, because when Xiao Jin passed by him just now, he smelled a faint fragrance from this person.

Xie Chao could easily guess that this was definitely not the smell of this man, but rather the result of being close to Su Xiangran and being infected with the woman's body odor.

What the hell did these two do?

Xie Chao really wanted to wake up Xiao Jin who was already asleep and ask him what was going on. He also wanted to know what the relationship between him and Su Xiangran was.

At this time, Xie Chao did not think that he had no right to question these two people. He was just a wounded person who was taken in by others. He was an outsider.

"Luo Ming." Su Xiangran walked out of her room and called to the people in the yard, "It's not a good idea for you to always live in my house. Before you go to the market to buy things today, go to the Luo family and ask them if they are willing to return the door panel to your family.

If they are willing, we can ask the village carpenter to install it for your house. If they are not willing, we can ask the carpenter to make a new one for your house."

An embarrassment appeared on Luo Ming's face. He was not very willing to go to the Luo family. The key point was that that family was not easy to get along with.

Su Xiangran saw his embarrassment and continued, "Go to the village chief's house first and tell him what happened yesterday. Tell him that you are willing to compensate for their losses. Ask him to go to the Luo family with you, and after discussing the amount of compensation, write a deed.

By the way, don’t say you are rich, just say you work as a pharmacist or do odd jobs for me, and give a little bit of your earnings to their family.

If they still won't give in, tell them you will discuss this with me and advance me some money as payment for the door."

"Have you told them?" Su Xiangran reminded him worriedly, "If it takes a long time to process, you can go to the city to buy things tomorrow, but there is one thing you must remember, you can't let them know that you have money."

"Got it. I'll go right away." Luo Ming got Su Xiangran's idea and quickly got up to go out to deal with his own problems. He couldn't let his family live in the Su family all the time. Doctor Su had already helped him a lot, so he couldn't rely on her.

"Thank you, Doctor Su." Luo Qi was eight years old after all, and she knew who was good to her. Doctor Su usually looked unkind, but she knew he was a good person.

Su Xiangran waved her hand and walked into the kitchen.

Before long, bursts of fragrance came out from inside.

Xiao Jin came out of the utility room with misty eyes, muttering as he walked: "What a nice smell! What a nice smell! How can it smell so nice!"

Luo Qi stood in the yard and began to swallow his saliva because of the fragrance.

What Su Xiangran took out was the fried cake from the space, and there was meat filling inside the cake. After being fried at high temperature, the smell dissipated quickly.

In this poor little village, everyone's living conditions are poor and they have to use oil sparingly, let alone make fried foods.

To go with the fried dough cakes, Su Xiangran chose the instant oatmeal porridge from her previous life. It tasted good and was convenient. Before frying the fried dough cakes, she had already boiled water in a ceramic pot on the other side. Now all she had to do was pour the oatmeal in and heat it slightly.

Su Xiangran did not prepare a lot of food. After all, she was not obligated to provide meals to everyone. The key point was that she thought that the role of a saint was just something she could do occasionally, and there was really no need to always be a good person.

Shengmien, fighting rice enmity!