Is his brain broken?

Mr. Luo smiled.

They are of no strife to fight for at this age.

As long as you live a good life, your descendants will be happy enough.

He was very happy that his son could figure it out.

"Since I want to do it, I'll be serious. The south is earlier than we do. You can go there after the New Year."

Boss Luo said with a face.

"Yes," Luo's father responded.

Mr. Luo then laughed out loud.

When Luo Hao heard this, he immediately turned to look at the two of them.

Luo's father smiled and said, "What do Haohao want to eat? Grandpa will give it to you?"

Luo Hao muttered his little mouth, and Mengmeng looked at him.

Luo's father glanced at his small job.

Is that rice paste?

There seems to be a variety of rice in the south, right?

Luo's father immediately decided on the first planting type.

After dinner, Luo Yan invited Luo's father to the study.

Lin Miao waited for a while, and saw that the two of them were talking aroused, so he found the tea set.

Just as he was about to boil water, Mr. Luo called her to stop.

"You are tired, and you are also tired. Take them back and rest."

Lin Miao looked at the cold and evergreen sitting on the sofa.

"Ignore it, it's good," Mr. Luo waved his hand.
Chapter completed!