This angered the ink, "We have no grudges with this neighbor to the west, and we have no grudges in the near future, what are these two couples doing to kill our chicken?"

The bad memory of the ink marks does not prove that Zhao Tian's memory is not good either. "It's not that we have no quarrel with his family. We had a little conflict with his family when Zhao Di first harvested the grass."

When Zhao Tian mentioned this matter, Ji Xuan also echoed, "There is such a thing, I remember that their family always mixes things into the grass."

As soon as they mentioned adding things to the grass, other people also remembered what was going on. Was it because when they first harvested the grass, someone wanted to take advantage of it, and always put a clod of soil in the grass, and Zhao Di was finally harvested. If found, confiscate their grass.Then the husbands of these households came to find them, and finally they were cleaned up by Zhao Tian and Ji Xuan. He was the neighbor here.

Moji said, "I remember this enemy for a long time, but didn't they also accept their children's grass later?"

Mo Mo explained to him, "Young Master, it's so easy to guess the heart. There is a regular customer at our meat stall who would buy a piece of bacon every now and then. I would give him some pork bones every time in order to attract business. Who I know that once when I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, I happened to meet this person talking to others, saying that our bacon has impurities, and his teeth are gritty after eating, so I don’t think he will still buy our bacon every few days.”

Moji finally figured it out, the person Momo was talking about was the kind of person who is said to be kind-hearted but their neighbors to the west were the kind of person who was neither kind-hearted nor kind-hearted.

"But if he just wants to poison our chickens to death, why would he take the risk to get the chickens into his own home, and then throw them to the cliff? Doesn't it make people stare at him?"

Old man Lu came over eating a tomato, "I still don't understand? It was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of it, but he quickly threw the chicken away when he saw that it didn't work. As for why he chose to throw the chicken during the day instead of at night, because it was worse at night." Suspicion. It’s just that he doesn’t know, you have already been eyeing him.”

This damn old man just pretends, "The chickens are all killed by medicine, how can I take advantage? I can't eat them."

Old man Lu hated that iron could not be made into steel, and he took out a ruler from nowhere, and pointed at the ink-stained hand, "If you don't use drugs when catching chickens, nothing will be a problem, just like you, you still need to study medicine." of."

Moji saw that his hands didn't look strange, he decided not to care about old man Lu in action, but he couldn't spare him in words, "You old man, wait for me, wait until you are old and bald, and see how I abuse you. "

Old man Lu didn't care what he said, he had already followed the smell of the kitchen.

Now that old man Lu is gone, Moji doesn't plan to talk to him anymore.He has big things to do now, "Have you thought about it, what should we do? We can't let him go lightly this time."

Zhao Tianxian said, "The current situation of our family is not suitable for reporting to the officials, or talking about it with great fanfare. We have to bear everything on the surface, no matter who goes out, we have to keep a low profile, and we have to talk to people in the village. Be careful. Some people should have seen the chicken stealing in broad daylight in Xilin, but they are all waiting to see our jokes."

Moji glanced at Zhao Tian and said nothing, using him to talk nonsense.

How can you discuss things in such an atmosphere? The disharmony between Moji and Zhao Tian can be seen clearly by others.

Mo Mo hurriedly said, "Let's go to eat first, and we'll talk about everything after dinner."

When Mo Ji went to wash his hands, Zhao Tian followed from behind, "Let me see your hands."

What's so good about his hands? Although they don't have rough skin, they don't look good at all after working all day, and the ink marks don't want him to see them from the bottom of their hearts.

"let me see."

The more Zhao Tian wanted to see it, the more Moji Huan didn't want him to see it, "Don't show it!"

Zhao Tian didn't ask him again, but directly held the ink-marked right hand into his hand, "Does it still hurt?"

Mo Ji wanted to pull his hand back but couldn't, "You're sick, why is it so painful?"

After Moji finished speaking, he remembered the old man Lu beating him with a ruler, "I hit my left hand, why does my right hand hurt?"

Seeing the embarrassment on Zhao Tian's face, Mo Ji's mood was really refreshed, thinking that flattery is so easy to shoot.

Zhao Tian was a little embarrassed at first, but then he came back to his senses, "Are you happy to see me like this?"

Moji was a little uncomfortable when he asked, "How can you be happy, go to eat quickly, or you won't even get a vegetable soup."

He was very happy in his heart, it turned out that Zhao Tian also had such a stupid expression.

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