Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

Shuanggui Village, at a glance, is still so... dilapidated.However, "gold and silver kennels are not as good as your own dog kennel", this is a wise saying.

All the way to my own small courtyard, the chickens, ducks and geese raised in the courtyard were entrusted to the villagers before leaving, and the courtyard was quiet at this time.The two entered the house in the dark—the ghost doctor entered the village before them, and now they ran off to nowhere. Mo Xian looked for the oil lamp and lifted the blue cloth covering the kang.

"It's really clean." Seventh Senior Brother touched the mat on the kang, and there was not even a speck of dust.This was Mo Xian's idea before he left, he bought the cheapest blue burlap.They didn't bother the female relatives in the village, but two big men took the needles for sewing sacks and roughly sewed the blue cloth into a few sheets that looked like sheets, and covered them on the kang, cabinets, etc. before leaving.

That's when the seventh senior brother thought that Mo Xian's idea was good, and it would be convenient to clean up when he came back. Now it seems that he is almost wise.The soil kang is only slightly damp because of the dampness, but it is no problem to sleep for a night with two quilts on it.

So the seventh senior brother made the bed, and Mo Xian went to boil water. In such a hot day, the two of them hadn't bathed for more than two days. Although it was a bit late today, they still wanted to take a hot bath.

It took a little time to boil the water, but after taking a bath, lying on the comfortable bed refreshed, kissing the slightly pungent smell of wormwood that had just been burned in the room, it was so comfortable that one even wanted to groan.What's more, I know in my heart that this is my own home now, and I don't need to worry about any worries. The kind of relaxation and laziness can't be brought by the high bed and soft pillow outside.

As soon as Brother Seven's head touched the pillow, his eyelids started to fight.He vaguely felt a hand touching his shoulder and back.

"Xiao Mo~" Even if he is unconscious, the seventh senior brother can immediately understand who is messing around, and as soon as he stretches out his hand, he pulls that hand off.

Probably because the seventh senior brother was sleepy, his utterance was originally a reprimand, but to Mo Xian's ears it sounded like coquetry, so he simply moved his whole body, and touched the seventh senior brother's waist from behind.

"Brother, I'm going home anyway, I can try my best to sleep tomorrow."

Seventh Senior Brother turned around helplessly: "Aren't you tired?"

Mo Xian glanced at Senior Brother Seven aggrievedly, withdrew his hand, and curled up at the foot of the bed, "Then Senior Brother, rest well."

"..." Seventh Senior Brother cursed secretly in his heart, "Let's talk about it first..."

As soon as he said these four words, Mo Xian rushed over with a "whoosh" and pressed on Senior Brother Qi: "Yeah, I will definitely listen to what Senior Brother says."

"It can't be too much tonight, and you can't do it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Senior Brother Seven was helpless, but at the same time he was a little emotional, thinking back then, how could he say such a thing?But now, I'm not blushing or panting...

"Yeah, I remember." Mo Xian just answered, his lips covered the mouth of Senior Brother Seven, and his hands also ripped off Senior Brother Seven's underwear incomparably swiftly.

It didn't take a moment for Seventh Senior Brother, who was blushing and panting just now, to immediately blushed and panted again...

Early the next morning, Mo Xian got up refreshed, and Seventh Senior Brother was naturally still sound asleep on the bed.

Hunter Xiao next door also came out of the small courtyard at this time, and he didn't show the slightest surprise when he appeared, but nodded his head.Naturally, Mo Xian also greeted Hunter Xiao, and on the way back, Mo Xian also discussed with his seventh senior brother whether he should mention Canglang Palace and the Xiao family to Hunter Xiao.

The result of the final discussion between the two was that if Hunter Xiao didn't ask, they wouldn't speak.After all, the commotion between the two of them and Canglang Palace was neither big nor small.And the people in this village, although they live in seclusion, are not ignorant of the affairs of the world.Thinking about it, even if Hunter Xiao didn't know the details, he should know the general idea, for example, the two of them were kidnapped by Xiao Yuncu.

If he wanted to know, he would naturally ask. If he didn't ask, the two of them would come to the door instead, maybe they had done something bad with good intentions.

Now it seems that Hunter Xiao doesn't want to know.

As soon as Hunter Xiao walked past Mo Xian, Zhao Wuye came towards Mo Xian with his cigarette bag: "Xiao Ou, are you back? Where's your family?"

"He's still asleep. He's very tired after going out this time."

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

"not yet."

"Then go to my house, everything is ready."

"Then disturb the old man."

Mo Xian is not too polite, in the past it was common for them to visit each other to eat.He followed the old man very casually, but found that the old man was more casual than him, everything was prepared, but... only the materials were prepared.For example, the noodles in the tank, the vegetables in the corner, the eggs in the basket, the sauce in the jar, etc.

So Mo Xian simply rolled up his sleeves and started cooking, which was simple, fried salted egg cakes with eggs and flour.As soon as it was made, the old man copied it, smeared the sauce, rolled the vegetables, took two bites, and didn't see much chewing, and the two cakes disappeared.

Wiping his mouth, the old man picked up the third one: "Xiao Ou, there are still a lot of things, don't be polite, and don't rush, just take your time. If it really doesn't work, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Understood, fifth master." Mo Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he could only accept it honestly.

Just like this, Mo Xian cooked and the old man ate. When both of them were sweating profusely, Mr. Zhao burped and finally stopped: "Xiao Ou, our village is usually calm, you go out for a while. , It’s good to come back and share with everyone the new things outside. But...it’s not easy for you, Big Brother Xiao, to live the life you’re living now.”

Mo Xian understood, it was not that Hunter Xiao didn't want to know, but the people in the village didn't want him to know.

"Old man, my senior brother and I are not talkative people, so we naturally understand."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, then nodded.

After thinking for a while, Mo Xian took the initiative and said, "Fifth Master, do you know my master's condition? He...is not someone who wants to live in seclusion with peace of mind."

Confucianism emphasizes filial piety. Ordinary people say that the son does not speak of his father's faults. In ancient times, the law had "the son sues the father, disobedience!", that is, no matter what crime the father committed, if the son reported to the government, it was considered a crime of disobedience. You have a meal.In Jianghu, the relationship between apprentices and masters is almost the same.

Although Mo Xian disapproved of these rules in his heart, he did as the Romans did, and he didn't want to be treated as an outlier, so he still obeyed them on the surface.But now, he had to talk about the ghost doctor, because he didn't want the ghost doctor to expose this place.

The old man didn't show his displeasure, but he rarely put on a serious face: "Xiao Ou, you can live in this village, you don't need to worry about other things."

Mo Xian didn't have a father since he was a child, but looking at this old man now, he has a father's solid and dependable feeling, and the uneasiness disappeared immediately.Seeing that the old man's face became more solemn and serious, Mo Xian even felt a little timid unconsciously.

I saw Zhao Wuye waved his hand in a very general style, pointed to the stove and said: "Xiao Ou, I have already said that there is no need to be stingy, my old man can still get this little thing. I have done a lot , the big deal is to save it until noon to eat!"

Mo Xian: "..."

Poor Mo Xian, who honestly worked as a long-term laborer all morning.Finally, before leaving, the old man made a small basket for him to take some away, otherwise he, a cook, would starve instead.

Back home, Seventh Senior Brother was indeed awake, cleaning and wiping the furniture with a rag.

"Brother, have you eaten?"

Senior Brother Seven put down the rag and turned to smile at him: "I know you're going to bring it back with me, so I'll go wash my hands." After finishing speaking, he threw the rag into the ceramic basin and went out to wash his hands.When he came back, he saw that Mo Xian was still standing in the middle of the room in the same posture holding the bamboo basket just now.Brother Seven immediately asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

"Brother just smiled at me..."

"Ok?"

"It reminds me of a sentence."

"What?"

"Looking back and smiling Bai Meisheng, Liu Gong Fen Dai has no color."

"Slap!" Senior Seventh Brother slapped Mo Xian on the back of the head, took the bamboo basket by himself, and sat down on the kang to eat.

"Senior brother, don't be angry, I'm telling the truth. I don't care what others think, it's just that senior brother's smile just now, to me, is the most beautiful..."

Seventh Senior Brother's face was still red, but seeing the way he dodged Mo Xian's eyes, he knew that he was not angry, but ashamed.So Mo Xian sat on the edge of the kang with a smile, and shared food with the seventh senior brother.

After dinner, the two of them started tidying up the yard together. During the period, several neighbors came to congratulate them, sending chickens, ducks, rice, and meat. When it came back, although it was not the same, it was definitely just more and more.

When dusk approached, Hunter Xiao and six or seven hunters from nearby villages lifted a big wild boar with a wooden pole, and drove a few piglets back with them.Those hunters took away a pig's head, a few cuts of meat, and a front leg, and the rest were shared by the people of Shuanggui Village. Naturally, the one who got the most was Mo Xian, but it wasn't for him, but for him. It is acting on behalf of...

At night, people in the village simply set up long tables and thatched sheds in Maichang, brought wine, meat, fish and vegetables from home, sat around the table, chatted, laughed, ate and drank—the chef in charge was Mo Xian.

After everyone dispersed, Mo Xian, who had spent a whole day around the hot stove on a hot day, felt as if his flesh had been roasted, and he had a desire to find a corner to squat and stick out his tongue.

A cloth towel was attached to his cheeks to help him wipe off his head and face. The night wind blew the water stains on his face, and the feeling of dryness and heat disappeared a lot.Mo Xian closed her eyes and moved her face towards the direction that the cloth towel left, but...

"It's so cold!" Suddenly a cold hand was pressed against his neck, which startled Mo Xian.When he opened his eyes, it was Senior Brother Seven who was smiling and looking at him in a panic.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Mo Xian raised his hand: "Brother pull me."

Seventh Senior Brother sighed helplessly, but still pulled him up, and the two walked slowly back to the small courtyard.When opening the door, Mo Xian suddenly asked, "Brother, let's go home."

Seventh Senior Brother paused for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Yes, we are going home..."

Volume Four