Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Yang Hongyu didn't really want to kick. She heard her little sister's shout just now and rushed in to teach Chu Mo a lesson without thinking.

After the beating, I felt something was wrong. How could he, a half-dead man, bully his sister? Besides, Dahuang was still around.

Hearing Chu Mo say that he was joking, he knew it must be a misunderstanding.

He turned around and glared at his sister, and found that she was making a face at Chu Mo on the ground, which made him even more sure that he had misunderstood.

However, he immediately thought of this deceitful man who dared to look at him with that lustful look, and all the traces of guilt in his heart disappeared in an instant, followed by a nameless anger.

"Chu Mo, you are such a scoundrel. Not only did you offend my sister, but you still dare to provoke me. Do you believe that I will throw you out now?"

When Chu Mo saw that Yang Hongyu did not continue to chase him, he knew that the misunderstanding was resolved and he was looking for a way down.

In line with the principle that everything his wife said was right, Chu Mo immediately held the edge of the bed and stood up tremblingly. Then he bowed to Yang Hongyu and said, "My wife is right. It's all my fault. Please, sir." Don’t remember the faults of villains.”

Yang Hongyu blushed a little when he called her a lady, and shouted: "Who is your wife? Although we are engaged, but I haven't married yet, I am not your wife."

When Chu Mo heard this, he laughed and said, "Madam is right, I made a slip of the tongue. I apologize to Madam here."

"Then you still call me ma'am?" Yang Hongyu said angrily.

"Okay ma'am, how should I call you ma'am?"

Seeing Chu Mo's playful smile, Yang Hongyu frowned. Sure enough, his brain was broken and he couldn't even address him.

So he said: "You just need to be hostile to Miss Yang."

"Good girl."

Seeing that Chu Mo still called her wife, Yang Hongyu suddenly became angry: "If you do this again, believe it or not, I will break your legs?"

"Madam, if you break my leg, will you support me for the rest of your life?"

"You..." Yang Hongyu was so angry at this shameless guy that her chest heaved and Chu Mo was stunned.

Seeing Chu Mo staring at her chest, Yang Hongyu couldn't bear it anymore and punched Chu Mo in the stomach, turning him into a humpbacked shrimp.

Then he said viciously: "If you dare to look at my aunt with those dead fish eyes of yours, my aunt will definitely pluck your eyeballs out and stomp on them."

After saying that, he snorted, took Yang Hongzhu's little hand and went out.

When Yang Hongzhu went out, she turned her head and made a face at Chu Mo.

Sighing that his life was miserable, Chu Mo raised his waist, touched his still aching head, glanced at the big bald-tailed dog next to him and said, "You must have been bullied less often, right? Look at you, your tail is all gone" Bald.”

Dahuang barked and wagged his tail towards Chu Mo, as if to say, you are right.

After resting for a while, Chu Mo regained his composure and limped out of the door.

It was originally a head injury yesterday, but after a lot of trouble just now, I don't know where I hit my left foot and it turned a big bruise.

When the two sisters saw Chu Mo limping out, they immediately frowned.

"Sister, my brother-in-law is not only a fool, but also a lame." The little girl shouted directly.

When Yang Hongyu heard that her sister actually asked him to be her brother-in-law, her eyebrows immediately stood up, she stretched out her hand and pinched the little girl's ears and said:

"He is not your brother-in-law. I haven't even agreed to marry him yet."

The little girl was grabbed by the ear by her sister and immediately shouted: "Sister, sister, I will never dare to do it again, please let me go."

Of course Yang Hongyu didn't use any force, but when she heard the little girl begging for mercy, she let go.

Seeing Dahuang following Chu Mo, the little girl immediately escaped from her sister's clutches, rushed to Dahuang, grabbed Dahuang's tail and said, "Dahuang, you ran away again, be careful not to be taken away and stewed."

After saying that, he just pulled Dahuang's tail and dragged it back.

Chu Mo also finally knew why Dahuang's tail was bald.

Because the little girl's hand was too small, she could not grasp the entire tail of Rhubarb, but only at the end. As long as Rhubarb struggled for a moment, a few tail hairs would be torn off, and over time, it would naturally become bald.

It was naturally impossible for the humble Chu Mo to rescue Dahuang.

After coughing, he said to Yang Hongyu: "Madam, where is the water? I want to wash up."

Yang Hongyu was too lazy to pay attention to this silly scoundrel. She pointed to a large water tank in the corner and motioned for Chu Mo to go there.

Chu Mo walked over and didn't find anything to hold water in the tank, so he directly held a handful of water with his hands and started washing his face.

After a while, the plant ash on his face was washed away.

Of course, the tank of water was also wasted.

After washing up for a while, Chu Mo returned to Yang Hongyu and said, "Madam, what do you want to eat in the morning? I'm hungry."

Hearing that Chu Mo wanted to have breakfast, Yang Hongyu frowned immediately, but thinking that the patient in front of her was still a sick person and could not withstand her iron fist, she pointed to the kitchen and said, "If you want to eat, you can make it yourself."

Chu Mo responded, then limped towards the kitchen.

Seeing the way Chu Mo walked, Yang Hongyu really wanted to go up and kick him down, and then straighten the damn lame leg.

When he came to the kitchen, Chu Mo searched around and found nothing related to the ingredients. It was estimated that the mice would not be able to stay in this house anymore.

Seeing a large vat covered with stone slabs next to him, Chu Mo opened it and saw that it was full of corn. It seemed that this was the daily food of people in the Tang Dynasty.

Looking at the earthen stove and the black cauldron next to him, Chu Mo was not sure whether the cauldron was originally black or because of it. . .I dare not think about the latter.

After all, my wife looks so fair and tidy, there is no way she doesn’t wash the pots on weekdays.

Chu Mo filled some water in the water tank nearby, washed some rice, and then prepared to pour the corn into the pot.

But when he saw the dark layer on top, which was obviously not part of the pot, Chu Mo felt relieved after washing it off.

However, why did everything turn black as soon as the water was poured in?

Could it be that this pot is not actually a pot, but an inkstone?

Just as he turned around to take another scoop of water, he saw Yang Hongzhu hiding at the door, secretly looking at him.

"Little pig, is this a pot or an inkstone?"

"Big bad guy, don't make enemies of little pigs. My name is Yang Hongzhu."

"Okay, Porco Rosso, can you tell me what this is?"

After speaking, Chu Mo pointed at the dark cauldron.

"That's because my sister made dinner before and didn't have time to wash the pot. Since you can cook, my sister said that from now on, all the meals at home will be handed over to you."