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"Dad, I just said you don't have to go and fight anymore because our family has money."

"Are you rich?" Luo Ping looked at Luo Xin with a suspicious expression and said, "Why don't I know? Why didn't your mother tell me?"

"Mom doesn't know yet, this is what happened just now. This is what happened..."

Before Luo Ping could ask, Luo Xin told his father everything from beginning to start. After hearing this, Luo Ping looked at Luo Xin blankly, and after a while, he asked carefully:

"Is this true?"

"Brother!"

Luo Xin called out, and Luo Qing immediately took out the contract from his arms and handed it to his father. Luo Ping took it, took a few serious glances, and handed it to Luo Xin:

"Read it to me."

Luo Xin then remembered that his father was illiterate, so he lowered his head and accepted the contract, and then read it to his father word by word. At some point, his mother also walked into the door and stood there listening. After Luo Xin finished his conviction, Luo Ping took the contract over again, and his mother also walked to his father. Although the two of them didn't recognize words, they looked at it seriously. After a while, Luo Ping raised his head and said excitedly:

"Lu family! One part of our family has released it."

"Dad knows the Lu family?" Luo Xin's eyes lit up.

"Of course I know!" Luo Ping's face showed an excited flush. The head of the Lu family was named Lu Tingfang. It is said that he had been a high-ranking official. His younger brother Lu Tingjiang operated the largest weaving industry in the north. This component of Xiner will make our family a wealthy family.

"That's great! Dad, you finally don't have to fight, and I don't have to worry at home."

Luo's eyes immediately turned red. Luo Xin remembered the pressure his mother suffered when she was suspected of her character by the village before, and she felt a little sore.

Luo Ping pondered for a moment and looked at Luo Xin and asked, "Is your money a month, a Ji, or a year-end?"

Luo Xin blushed and said, "I don't have the nerve to ask."

"Let's do this!" Luo Ping thought for a while and said, "I'll do business in the business, and wait for Xiner to start getting money. I'll quit my job and go home. Xiner needs money to study, and Qinger also needs big fish and meat to raise martial arts. In the past, our family had no money, but now that we have a certain amount of money, we don't have to save money. From tomorrow on, we can use the money saved at home to improve our food. Only then can Qinger be refined. Xiner doesn't need to save any learning tools."

"Dad, we can save ourselves first. Daddy, let's quit the job first and go home." Luo Xin persuaded him again.

"This matter is settled. Improve the food first. You two are growing up, so you can't delay it."

Since the head of the family said that, Luo Xin had no choice but to shut up and thought to himself that next time he went to the Lu Mansion, he would ask when the member would be given money.

When the family had hope, they were very happy to have a meal. After the meal, Luo Ping enthusiastically said to Luo Xin:

"Xin'er, I heard your mother say you have learned to blow the flute?"

"Um!"

"Blow it to dad."

"Okay, I'll go outside."

Luo Xin put on his coat, grabbed the flute and walked out the door. The sky had warmed up, but Luo did not stop him this time. Luo Xin came to the peach tree in the yard. This time he was not "Fan Canglang" but "Guanshan Yue".

After the song "Guanshan Yue" was played, Luo Xin stood under the tree and realized it again in his heart. Then he returned to the room. Luo Ping and his wife were full of pride, and Luo Ping even said "Okay".

He reached out and patted Luo Xin on the shoulder and said, "Study hard."

"Yes, dad."

"Qing'er!" Luo Ping turned his head and looked at Luo Qing and said, "Let's go, dad, check if you have been lazy these days."

The father and son walked out, and soon there was a shout of martial arts in the yard. Luo took the contract on the table and looked at Luo Xin. If this were to be put before, Luo Xin had several copper plates, Luo would have put them away. However, now holding this piece of paper in his hand, he felt a huge weight.

My son is now a scholar and has earned such a family business. She dared not accept this contract as naturally as before, and she felt more respect for Luo Xin in her heart. She couldn't help but think of her father-in-law. Maybe this is how her father-in-law's mentality is for her uncle?

"Letter!"

Luo Xin was picking up the bookcase at this time and was about to draw the paintings Lu Tingjiang needed. When he heard his mother calling each other, he turned around and saw the contract in his mother's hand, and said casually:

"Mom, please put away this contract. I want to study and have no time to pay attention to these things. I have already told the Lu family that I will leave these things to my elder brother to contact them in the future."

Luo was excited in his heart. How many brothers in the family struggled endlessly for family property, and even had things that hurt brothers. But Xiner casually handed over such a family business to the elder brother for management, which proved the relationship between their brothers. What else is more happy for mothers than seeing the harmony between their sons?

"Okay, mom, put it away, you can study hard."

"Well, I'll draw what the Lu family wants first."

My mother walked out quietly, not knowing where to hide the contract. Luo Xin put the paper on it and then remembered the charcoal sticks. He went out to pick up the charcoal sticks and grind them on the ground, and then began to draw. Although it took more than twenty pictures, it was just a sketch. Luo Xin drew it very quickly. His father and Luo Qing were still practicing martial arts outside, so he had already finished painting.

Looking at the cute animals on the paper, Luo Xin's eyes were a little confused. He remembered all the things in his previous life, his parents in his previous life, and his younger brother.

Not sure how long it had passed, Luo Xin sighed softly, reached out to wipe away a tear from the corner of his eyes, got up and put the paintings into a large wooden box. Then he calmed down and began to sit at the table to copy the poems and articles in his memory.

As soon as the door rang, my father and my elder brother walked in. Luo Xin looked up and saw his father's desire to speak but stopped, and said:

"Dad, is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, you study hard." Luo Ping saw Luo Xin writing, and pressed the thought in his heart.

Luo Xin put down his pen and smiled, "Dad, just say anything if you have anything to do. I'm a little tired."

Luo Ping's eyes lit up: "Xin'er, go out and practice Guan Dao. Qing'er can't say it clearly."

"good!"

The father and son came to the yard again. Luo Xin took the sword from his elder brother and started practicing. Luo Ping and Luo Qing stared at Luo Xin without blinking. When Luo Xin finished his last move, Luo Ping couldn't help but shout:

"good!"

Luo Ping has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his eyesight is many times higher than Luo Qing. There is a look of shock in his eyes. In his opinion, Luo Xin is not a beginner in Guan Dao at all. It feels like he has been practicing for decades, and all he lacks is strength. I really don’t know how Xiner practices. Is Xiner still a martial arts genius?

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