Song Zhaozhao looked at Lu Chenmo and saw that they were really enemies on a narrow road. Could it be that he had found his home?

No, I didn’t do anything to feel sorry for him? I even saved him...

"Father, mother, who are these two?"

When Brother Song saw an outsider coming, his first step was to stand in front of Song Zhaozhao.

"Just now when your father was working, he accidentally almost fell down. Thanks to these two young masters, your father is safe and sound." Mother Song said with a smile.

"Dad, are you okay now?"

Hearing that Father Song was almost injured, Song Zhaozhao immediately ran out from behind Brother Song and ran in front of his father and Lu Chenmo.

"Girl, it's okay, it's okay, I'm sorry to these two young masters." Father Song said, pointing to Lu Chenmo next to him.

With Father Song's finger, Song Zhaozhao realized that he was already standing in front of Lu Chenmo.

"Uncle, it's okay, this is what we should do."

Lu Chenmo smiled warmly, which was very different from that day. Fortunately, Song Zhaozhao was still very sober.

"Thank you for your help, gentlemen. I wonder what you call me?"

Brother Song also came over and thanked Lu Chenmo and Lu Chenmo with a hand gesture.

"I'm Lu Chenmo."

"I'm Yan Liluo."

"You two gentlemen, please come in first."

When Song's mother saw them standing outside, she invited them all in.

"Just in time, Zhao Zhao and I have just finished making the table and chairs. Come on, you two gentlemen, please come in quickly."

Brother Song also greeted Lu Chenmo and the others.

But Song Zhaozhao didn't know if it was a coincidence that he met Lu Chenmo again. Forget it, the soldiers came to cover up the water and the soil. I saved you, you still have to thank me!

"Zhaozhao, hurry up and pour some water for the two young masters."

"I know, mother."

Song Zhaozhao picked up two bowls outside, poured some water and carried them over.

"Master Lu, Master Yan, the situation at home is difficult, please take care of me." Song Zhaozhao put the bowl in front of them mercilessly.

"Zhaozhao!" Mother Song's voice was very low, but everyone heard it.

Lu Chenmo looked at Song Zhaozhao and smiled, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp: "It's okay, thank you."

Song Zhaozhao couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth when he saw what Lu Chenmo did.

"Chen Mo, does this little girl have a problem with you?" Yan Liluo whispered in Lu Chenmo's ear.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

"You two gentlemen, if you don't mind, can you have a meal at the humble house tonight?"

In order to express his gratitude, Song's father wanted to let Lu Chenmo and Yan Liluo have a meal at Song's house.

"Uncle, thank you for your kindness, but the two of us still have to find a place to stay."

"A place to stay?" Father Song thought thoughtfully, "If you two young masters don't mind, how about staying at our Song family?"

"Uncle, this..." Lu Chenmo was a little at a loss.

"Dad!" Song Zhaozhao tried his best to dissuade him, "Where is the place at home to entertain guests?"

"Yes, yes, I can make room for you. Young masters, do you mind?"

"Uncle, if we stay overnight, how many days will it take? It won't cause trouble to the uncle's family, right?"

Father Song waved his hand: "No, no."

"Thank you very much, sir."

Then he stopped, and Song Zhaozhao was so surprised that he couldn't shut his mouth.

"Okay, you guys sit down first and I'll cook for you."

"Mom, let me do it." Song Zhaozhao chased after her.

"Yes, mother, let Zhaozhao do it."

"My dear, mother, let me cook for the next few days."

Mother Song also understood what Father Song and Brother Song meant: "Then Zhaozhao, come on."

Song Zhaozhao entered the kitchen and looked around. There was nothing in the house. Where could he get anything to entertain the guests?

Forget it, let's catch some wheat fish today and pick some wild vegetables.

Song Zhaozhao put the cloth bag on his back and a bamboo hat: "Dad, Mom, I'm going out to catch some wheat fish and wild vegetables."

"Girl, let your brother go with you."

"No, dad, let me continue making the table."

"Uncle, why don't you let me follow you and have a look."

Song Zhaozhao never expected that Lu Chenmo would propose to follow her, but what she didn't expect even more was that Song's father and Song's mother actually agreed.

Song Zhaozhao was speechless and walked in front.

"So your family lives here?"

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

"Your name is Song Zhaozhao?'

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

"You look like this, as if I have done something sorry for you."

"I just don't want my father and mother to know what happened to me in the back mountain that day." Song Zhaozhao squatted down and dug some wild vegetables.

"Don't worry, I'm not that talkative."

Lu Chenmo squatted down with Song Zhaozhao and dug wild vegetables together, which made Song Zhaozhao feel a little incredible.

"Why are you here again?"

"Arrest people."

"Arresting someone? The man in black who held a knife against me that day?" Out of curiosity, Song Zhaozhao still wanted to find out.

Lu Chenmo was speechless and just nodded.

"Why do you want to arrest him? He stole your money?"

Lu Chenmo: "..."

"Song Zhaozhao, can you have anything else in your mind besides money?"

Song Zhaozhao: "..."

Of course you need money, but now you can’t do anything without money!

"If you don't want to say it, just say it." Song Zhaozhao muttered, but his dissatisfaction with Lu Chenmo was revealed in his tone.

After Song Zhaozhao finished speaking, he stood up and left Lu Chenmo's side, going to another place to dig wild vegetables.

"The man's name is Sang Chong, and he is a famous flower-picking thief."

Lu Chenmo said this calmly, but when Song Zhaozhao heard it, he panicked.

"You...you...you said...said...his name is Sang Chong?" Song Zhaozhao could not speak clearly.

Lu Chenmo looked at Song Zhaozhao's reaction and smiled slightly.

"Then you...who are you? Why do you want to arrest Sang Chong? He bullied your family?"

"Lu Chenmo's surname is Lu, who dares to bully his family?" Yan Liluo came from not far away.

Your surname is Lu? I don’t know what kind of person your surname is Lu?

"Then who is he?" Song Zhaozhao asked tentatively.

"Little girl, you are really different. He, Lu Chenmo, is of course the current commander of the Jinyi Guards."

The commander of the Jin Yiwei? Song Zhaozhao tried hard to recall it, relying on the intermittent memory of the original owner and the impressions in the book.

Isn't the brother of the high-ranking woman that Shao Qingyuan married, the commander of the Jinyi Guards?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"What's wrong, little girl? Are you scared?"

"No way, I just feel weird."

"What's weird?" Yan Liluo also continued to ask.

"Of course I'm wondering about that flower-picking thief Sang Chong!"
Chapter completed!