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Not long after Mo Ye's dream tree bears fruit, a good thing happened in Mojia Village that made the whole village beam with joy.

The middle-level dream fruit of Mo Sheng's family finally matured.

The only mid-level dream fruit in the whole village has ushered in the harvest time.

Because he agreed to Mo Ye early, this time, Little Niba did not go to Mo Sheng's field to pick the dream fruit, but left it to Mo Sheng's family intact as agreed.

However, even if there is no little mud to steal the dream fruit, Mo Sheng is still facing a lot of trouble.

These are their family affairs.

At the beginning, in the deal between Mo Sheng's father and Boss Zhang, Boss Zhang agreed to keep the seeds of the middle-level Mengguo and give them to Mo Sheng's family to continue planting.After all, it has always been the mengmooth family who planted dream fruits in the dream world.

Therefore, they also made arrangements for the follow-up of these intermediate seeds.

But now, Mo Sheng's father is unwilling to give this middle-level dream fruit to Boss Zhang.

His daughter-in-law ran away with the other party, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

For this reason, Mo Sheng's father went out of the village more than once to trouble these outsiders.The village head felt a headache, such a family matter was really difficult to handle.

Normally, the village chief could come forward to mediate, but now, a large group of outsiders live outside the Mojia village. They are staring at Mojia village and the mountain.

The village chief knew that his persuasion would not work, and he had more than enough energy.

Outsiders are generally not weak. Mo Sheng's father came to find trouble, but he suffered a disadvantage not once or twice.

Mo Sheng's father can walk sideways in the village, but once he leaves Mo's village, the situation outside is obviously different.

What's more, the identities of these outsiders are suspicious.Don't know where they come from, what bad idea they have.

Mo Sheng's father insisted on refusing to hand over the middle-level Mengguo, and the angry Boss Zhang naturally wouldn't let the other party push his nose in the face.

Soon, boss Zhang ignored the so-called strange disease of entering the village, and he brought a group of people to Mo Sheng's house in a mighty manner.

On the way to the fish pond, Mo Ye saw those familiar people surrounding Mo Sheng's house.

That posture looked quite scary.

Boss Zhang is determined. Even if he will get sick if he enters the village, he still insists on taking back the dream fruit that should belong to him.

He no longer cares about going to the village to get sick or not, even if they get sick, as long as they go out of the village to recuperate for a period of time, they can return to normal.

Besides, Mo Sheng's father broke the contract beforehand.The other party didn't hand over the dream fruit and didn't pay compensation. It was Mo Sheng's father who didn't respond.

Boss Zhang is afraid of the mountain god, but at the same time he is also wondering how much the mountain god will take care of, and whether he will not distinguish between right and wrong.

The fruit he received at a high price was obviously a legitimate business for him, so there was no reason not to take it back.

Fruit is fruit, Mo Sheng's mother is Mo Sheng's mother, one thing belongs to one thing.

This middle-level dream fruit was bought by Boss Zhang with real money, and Mo Sheng's mother was the one who voluntarily followed them.

A large group of people entered the village, menacing.

Seeing this, the villagers avoided the side of the road one after another, not daring to provoke these people rashly.Among them, there were also those whose thoughts turned quickly, and immediately notified the village chief when they saw that the situation was not right.

When Boss Zhang entered the village this time, he didn't touch other people in the village. He only targeted Mo Sheng and his son and asked them to hand over the middle-level Mengguo.

When the village head heard the news, he hurried over to persuade the fight.

Since it was a sale and Boss Zhang gave the money, this dream fruit should be handed over to the other party.If Mo Sheng's father insists on not giving it, he will compensate the other party for the loss.

But right now, Mo Sheng's father neither handed over Mengguo nor compensated him, and he didn't even return the money Boss Zhang paid him at that time.

Not only that, he also used this to negotiate terms with the other party, asking Boss Zhang to let his daughter-in-law go home.

After hearing his request, Boss Zhang narrowed his eyes slightly, almost laughing angrily.

"A bunch of foolish peasants!"

That's all for the village chief who persuaded the fight, but Mo Sheng's father actually tried to negotiate terms with him?

What qualifications do these people have to negotiate terms with him?

They think too highly of themselves, it's just a poor village.

If you want money but have no money, if you want skills but no skills, you have the face to negotiate terms.

Regardless of whether Mo Sheng's mother is voluntary or not, even if she is unwilling, these stupid villagers don't understand what it means to speak with strength.

A trace of cold malice flashed in Boss Zhang's eyes.

If it wasn't for avoiding the anger of the unknown mountain, how could these villagers have survived until now.

Boss Zhang's malice was fleeting, and he quickly hid it.

However, the little mud lying in the animal skin pocket slowly opened up two slits, and he looked in the direction of the group of people through the animal skin pocket.

It was a killing intent, an annoying, indifferent killing intent.

Not long after Mo Ye arrived at the fish pond, other villagers also returned to the field one after another.

Perhaps it was because Boss Zhang was worried that staying in the village for too long would be bad for his health, so they came quickly this time and left quickly.

They beat Mo Sheng and his son hard, found the middle-level dream fruit, turned around and left.

An indescribable feeling lingered in Mo Ye's heart.

Since childhood, Mo Ye was always bullied by other children in the village. They laughed at him for being abandoned by his father, and for his strange appearance.

Today, Mo Ye couldn't help but be at a loss when he saw Mo Sheng and his son being beaten so helplessly.

Is it pleasant?Still uncomfortable?

He didn't know either.

If Boss Zhang has always maintained a little fear of the mountains, the life of the villagers will be a little easier.Once they have no more taboos, the whole village of Mojia Village may suffer.

Earlier, Mo Yun told Mo Ye that a person with a foreign surname not named Mo left Mojia Village, and that person did not want to stay here anymore and was in constant anxiety.

This person's actions made the people of Mojia Village more and more unstable.

The Nightmare Tapirs naturally wanted to stay here and guard the land opened up by their ancestors. However, those from other villages might not have such firm beliefs, and they feared every day to guard this land.

Regarding the departure of the foreigner, the village chief didn't say much, but his eyes dimmed a bit.

The village head didn't persuade the other party to stay. No one can say what will happen to the village in the future. It is meaningless to force it.

Sharing weal and woe?

As the village head, he certainly hopes that everyone can share weal and woe and never leave.However, if the other party is unwilling, is it possible that they are tied up in the village and not allowed to leave?

If there is really a lot of complaints, why bother.

Mo Ye was a little absent-minded all day long.

Fortunately, the green rice and the lively little fish slightly alleviated the inexplicable emotions in Mo Ye's heart.

In the evening, when Mo Ye came home, when the little mud crawled out of the animal skin pocket, Mo Ye's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

He stared at the little mud closely: "You, you, you..."

Mo Ye said "you" for a long time, but in the end he didn't know what to say.

Didn't they agree not to steal the mid-level Mengguo from Mo Sheng's family?

Who will tell him, what is that radiant fruit that Little Mud is holding in his arms?

This is to properly add to the chaos.

Fortunately, Little Niba has the good consciousness to seal the breath of Mengguo, otherwise, the only middle-level Mengguo in the whole village appeared at Mo Ye's house at this moment, and they would definitely die.

Not only will they be taught a lesson by Mo Sheng and his son, but they will also be beaten to death by the boss Zhang outside the village.

If Mo Sheng found out, he would beat him up a lot, but it wasn't fatal.

If they fell into the hands of the murderous boss Zhang, Mo Ye shivered subconsciously, God knows what would happen to him and his mother.

Mo Ye glanced guiltily in the direction of the door.

There was no extra movement outside the house. Mother might know that he and Little Niba had gone home, but she didn't know the frightening fact that Little Niba was holding a mid-level dream fruit.

The animal skin bag was hung around Mo Ye's neck, and Mo Ye never noticed when the little muddy left and returned.

Mo Ye took a deep breath, he needed to have a serious talk with his wife.

The dream tree at home already has twelve young fruits, and the little mud should not steal this fruit that is bound to cause trouble.

Little Niba promised him not to take it, so how could his words not count.

Mo Ye weighed it again and again, and slowed down his tone.

"Xiao Li, you promised me not to take this fruit from Mo Sheng's family."

Mother has already said that the little muddy who lost his memory has a child's temper, even if the little muddy temper is not very good, you should first reason with him in everything.

The little mud faced Mo Ye in front of him, and the cracks on the surface of the mud stretched a little: "It doesn't belong to Mo Sheng's family anymore."

His tone is quite certain, and what he said is the truth.

Little Niba promised Mo Ye not to take this fruit from Mo Sheng's family, but at this moment, it no longer belongs to Mo Sheng's family, and it does not belong to Mo Sheng's family at all.

The middle-level Mengguo was taken away by Boss Zhang, and everyone in the village saw it go into Boss Zhang's pocket.

It not only put it into Boss Zhang's pocket, but also went to Boss Zhang's territory. It has a new owner, Boss Zhang.

Therefore, the little mud is not breaking his promise.He kept his promise and didn't take the middle-level dream fruit from Mo Sheng's family. He just took the middle-level dream fruit from Boss Zhang.

For a moment, Mo Ye was speechless.

After a moment of silence, Mo Ye asked worriedly, "Xiao Li, did you leave the village just now?"

Little Mud responded, "Yes."

Mo Ye hesitated and asked again: "Go to Boss Zhang's place?" Stealing Dream Fruit?

It's too dangerous there.

No matter how important the middle-level dream fruit is, it is not as important as the safety of the little mud.

Little Mud looked at Mo Ye suspiciously, he didn't understand why the other person looked worried.Is it difficult to go out of the village?This village is only allowed to leave but not to enter?

He wandered back and forth easily without any discomfort, nor did he feel the suppression of the so-called mountain god.

Little Niba didn't take Boss Zhang seriously at all. Mo Ye couldn't help but admire his daughter-in-law's high force value, which was so high that no one knew it.

Mo Ye was full of admiration for Little Mud.

If he had such fighting power, he would no longer be bullied in the village, and he would be able to take good care of his wife and mother when he came to the outside world.

The little mud seemed to understand Mo Ye's thoughts, and he said very calmly: "There is dirt everywhere outside."

Yes, there is dirt everywhere.

Little Mud didn't use much force, he just blended with the earth.He just needs to move to the place where the middle-level dream fruit is placed and take that dream fruit.

Mo Ye instantly understood what Little Mud meant. This was not the full expression of Little Mud's force value at all.

However, he is also very regretful that he can't learn this kind of skill from the little mud.

He was born a nightmare, he can devour nightmares, but unfortunately he cannot easily integrate into the earth.

At this point, Mo Ye didn't persuade Little Niba to return Mengguo.

Let's talk about the future, the most urgent thing is to heal the little mud, the middle-level Mengguo is several times better than the low-level Mengguo.He heard the movement outside the door, and said to Little Niba: "Xiao Li, eat quickly, I will help you guard."

Make sure no one else will find out.

However, Little Mud didn't eat the fruit right away.

He lay on the surface of the animal skin pocket and looked up at Mo Ye.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the fluffy little fur balls of the past have changed their fur to avoid the unbearable heat in summer.

The animal skin pocket of Little Niba was also modified by Mo Ye, trying to make his wife live in it warm in winter and cool in summer.

After a while, Little Niba patted the empty space beside him.

The position is not big enough to fit the human form of Mo Ye, but it is enough to fit the original shape of the little fur ball.

So, a group of little fur balls nestled next to Little Niba, staring at Little Niba with sparkling eyes: "Okay, Xiao Li, you can eat at ease, I will always stay here."

Little Niba took a bite of Mengguo, and the expression in his eyes changed a little.

Although it is not very delicious, it is not so difficult to swallow.

Little Niba looked at the soft little fur ball beside him, and couldn't help but think of the little fur ball eating dream fruit.

Such an unpalatable fruit, the little hairball is still so happy to eat it, as if it is a delicacy that has never been eaten.It can be seen from this that the life of Xiao Maoqiu is so bad.

For no reason, Little Niba looked at the little furball a little pitifully.

The generous little muddy picked up the dream fruit and handed it to the little furball's mouth, saying a simple word: "Eat."

The little furball was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.

Such an expensive mid-level dream fruit, is Little Niba willing to share it with him?

Of course, he didn't think that the little mud was all for himself, and he was satisfied with just one bite.

No, Little Mud has the idea of ​​sharing, and Little Fuqiu is already very satisfied.

Satisfied, the little hairball finally took a small bite of the dream fruit under the expressionless gaze of the little mud.

The power contained in the middle-level Mengguo far exceeds that of the low-level Mengguo, and a small bite of the power immediately makes the little furball feel warm and comfortable.

The black fluff quivered comfortably.

The little furball, who was both moved and deeply happy, became more and more vigilant about the surrounding environment for the little mud.

After a while, the little fur ball reminded: "Mother is here."

Little Niba was as calm and composed as ever, he was not afraid of any people here, not to mention the mother that Little Fuqiu said didn't have the slightest malice towards him.

The moment Mo Yun opened the door and entered the room, she happened to see a small piece of mud handing the middle-level Mengguo to a ball of fur, and the ball happily took a bite.

She smiled wryly and quickly closed the door, with an expression of "I knew it was like this".

Before Mo Yun could speak, the little hairball took out a piece of Mengguo fruit in a good mood: "Mother, this is for you."

Little Niba and Little Maoqiu shared the middle-level Mengguo, and they did not forget to save a share for Mo Yun.

Mo Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she didn't pretend to refuse.The pulp enters the mouth, and there is no more breath leaking out.

Mo Yun rushed home right now to tell Little Niba and Little Fuqiu a news.

"There was chaos outside the village just now. In the place where Boss Zhang lives, the middle-level Mengguo disappeared mysteriously."

The rest of the villagers were pleasantly surprised, thinking that the mountain god couldn't understand what these outsiders were doing, and took action to teach Boss Zhang a lesson.

Mo Yun's first thought was that she should go home and have a look.

Sure enough, she saw the mysteriously missing mid-level dream fruit in her home.

The author has something to say: Little fur ball: Daughter-in-law dares to take anything

Little mud: I only took fruit and didn't hit anyone

Mo Yun: ...my son will be taken as bad