The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

Moji woke up very early the next day. It is said that he walked for a long time the day before, and was tossed until midnight. It should be strange that he woke up very late. In fact, he did not wake up naturally. He was Zhao who was turned over. God woke up.

It's too bullying, I can't sleep well, I can't live through this day!

Moji wanted to punch Zhao Tianlai nearby, so as to vent the abuse he received yesterday, but when he raised his eyelids, he saw the tooth marks on Zhao Tianlai's face.

Oh, it's bitter!How could he do anything about it, people walked around in front of everyone with their teeth marks on them, so how could he have the nerve to pursue the matter of going to the ground and last night.

Moji sat up with his waist supported. He had to get dressed first, and he couldn't let the old man be in heat anymore.Mo Ji dressed himself and lay down on the kang again, let's sleep again, although it was already dawn.

This time, Moji slept until noon, and this time Moji woke up refreshed, and finally came to rest, it was not easy.

When the ink stains came out, I found that the weather was cloudy and cool, and everyone was eating in the yard with bowls and spoons.

Moji picked up the most obedient Feng Ming and asked, "What are you eating?"

"Canned green fruit."

At this moment, Mo Ji saw Old Man Lu went to the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, and he became angry all of a sudden, "Every one of you knows how to eat, but none of you think about me. I'll be with you for nothing."

At this time, Li San replied, "Brother Zhao said you are too tired, so we won't let us call you."

"I'm not tired of mouth!"

Ji Xuan seemed to be choking, and suddenly coughed. There was no ink stain in the bowl, so he reluctantly patted it twice, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat."

At this time, Zhao Tian came out with two bowls, and Mo Ji hurried over to take one, "I knew you took it for me."

Zhao Tian was in a good mood and handed him a spoon.

After taking a bite of Moji, his heart twitched, why is this so delicious, "Zhao Tian, ​​is there any more in the kitchen?"

"No more, if you want to eat, I'll give you mine."

"Who likes to eat your leftovers!"

With so many green fruits, it's impossible to just make such a small amount of canned food. Old man Lu must have eaten them.

After eating the canned food, everyone sat in the yard and chatted. It was nothing serious to talk to each other anyway.

Mo Ji sat up, stretched his waist and kicked Zhao Tian, ​​suddenly realized that he was a little rebellious, and quickly retracted his legs, "I didn't mean it."

"If you're hungry, there's porridge in the pot."

Zhao Tian paused and said, "I just cooked it."

Mo Ji happily went to the kitchen to drink porridge. When he arrived in the kitchen, he found that old man Lu was still fighting with the canned food. Mo Ji gave him a super supercilious look and ignored him.

Mo Ji happily took a bowl of porridge, and seeing old man Lu's envious expression, Mo Ji also filled a bowl for him, "I'm doing this entirely because of the glutinous rice cake."

Old man Lu took the porridge, and happily talked to Mo Ji, "My dear apprentice, it's not my teacher's idea not to let you study medicine. If you want to blame, you can only blame your son-in-law."

"I know."

Old man Lu gave him a look that you are amazing, and then started staring at the porridge in the pot again.

The two of them muttered in the kitchen for a while, and then they heard someone outside shouting what happened to their sorghum.

Moji was at the time when he had feelings for Gaoliang, so he ran out quickly, and it turned out that the person was Wang Maiqiu, "Uncle Maiqiu, why are you here when you have time?"

Wang Maiqiu said anxiously, "I don't have time, you don't know, your sorghum has been chopped up, go and have a look."

Sorghum cut down?Wasn't it fine yesterday?

Now no one could hold their breath, so a few people were left to look after the house, and the rest went to the field. When they got to the field, everyone was dumbfounded. This is really sorghum being chopped down.

I saw that many of the tassels that were supposed to grow on the pavilion had fallen to the ground. From the incisions, it could be seen that these were chopped with a sickle.

The man who chopped sorghum might be afraid of being seen by others, but in fact he didn't cut many, but most of them were cut along the side of the road. Everyone knows that the sorghum in his family has been chopped down.

Wangjia Village, which was not easy to calm down, became lively again this time, and everyone began to guess who his family had offended, and after many guesses, they all guessed the patriarch's family.

Anyway, the people in the village have nothing to do, just like telling jokes, they talk about his family's affairs when they have nothing to do. The matter has also been passed on.

Old Zhao's family is very busy now, and they don't have time to care about the rumors of outsiders. You ask them what they are busy with? Building a shack.

Everyone discussed it, and four people slept in the field every day, and took turns to watch the night. It was a small matter to catch the sorghum fellers, but it was a big deal to keep the sorghums!Seeing that the sorghum harvest of the ten mu of land is about to be harvested, people can't just ruin it like this.

Zhao Tian picked up those tassels that had been chopped off and brought them home. The sorghum grains hadn't matured yet. If such sorghum was dried in the sun, it would definitely be shriveled.

Their family grows sorghum for brewing, and this kind of sorghum doesn't taste good when cooked.Zhao Tian looked at the pile of sorghum tassels and really didn't know what to do with them. It would be fine to feed the chickens, but unfortunately the chickens were stolen and the rabbits wouldn't eat them, so they had to feed them to the cows, but unfortunately the cows didn't eat them either. After going around and around, it was finally dried and directly used as firewood.

On the first night, Zhao Tian, ​​Moji, Li San and Li Wu watched sorghum.

The shack was built on the edge of a field, and Moji sat in the shack holding a fan to fan the mosquitoes. If he had known that there were so many mosquitoes, he should have brought the wormwood. It was useless for him to dry so much wormwood.

Moji couldn't stay in the shack, it was too biting.

Zhao Tian and Li Wu went to check along the edge of the field, and Li San was lighting a fire by the shack.

Seeing that Li San lit some wet firewood, the ink stains were so smoked that he choked and coughed, "What are you doing? It's okay to light the fire in summer, and it's still a mess." So much smoke!"

Li San also coughed, "Ahem, brother Zhao asked me to do it, and I can't figure it out, but it's really choking."

"He's sick!"

In order to hide from the smoke, Moji had to go to the side, and he definitely wouldn't be able to sleep this night.Mo Ji sat aside for a while and saw Zhao Tian and Li Wu walking over, each of them holding a wooden stick in his hand.

It was almost midnight now, and Mo Ji yawned and asked Zhao Tian, ​​"How long do we have to stay in the field?"

Zhao Tian replied, "At least it will take another half a month. When you see that the sorghum leaves are dry, you can harvest them at that time."

Moji now hated this scum of Wangjia Village to death, he had to cut his family's sorghum to do a good job, so they had to stay in the field at night.

"But why did you ask Li San to make cigarettes? To ripen it?"

"I'm telling the person who wants to cut sorghum, there are people in our field, let him go quickly."

Moji was a little disdainful, "It's enough to knock the gong, it's necessary to make it so fuzzy!"

Zhao Tian asked back, "You knock?"

Only a fool would be willing to beat around the ground with a gong at night. Moji doesn't plan to talk to Zhao Tian anymore. Really, he will find trouble for himself!

^San's smoke is lit, just put a few pieces of damp wood on it, and you don't need people to stare at it all the time.Li Sansan was quite proud after his success, "Brother Zhao, what do you think I did?"

Zhao Tian glanced at the pile of fireworks and said, "Next time you can make it farther away from the shack."

Moji held back his laughter and retorted Zhao Tian, ​​"Zhao Tian, ​​what are you talking about? Even without Li San's cigarettes, the shack can't sleep, and I don't want to see how many mosquitoes are here!"

"Then you go home now and put the wormwood in the smoke pile, so that we can have a better time tonight."

The one surnamed Zhao will instigate people, and he will not go home alone at night, even though the land is not far from home, he will not go back.In order to make Zhao Tian ignore him, Mo Ji shrank into the sorghum field without saying a word.It may be that he was unlucky, tripped over a crooked sorghum tree, and fell directly backwards.

When Zhao Tian came to help people, the ink was still dazed, and when he recovered, he was hugged and sat aside by Zhao Tian.Moji touched his head, "I don't know what hurt my head just now.

Zhao Tian also touched it, and there was a bag behind it, "It should be a stone, it won't hurt if I blow it to you."

Mo Ji hid aside in disgust, "It's not greasy, it's still blowing, go and see what happened to me just now, I always think it's a good thing."

Zhao Tian was a little uncomfortable by what he said, and he didn't know why he said that just now, so he could only pretend that nothing happened and said, "What good things can there be in the crop field."

At this time, Li San, who was an activist, had already gone to look for the place where the ink was knocked just now, "Moji, you fell here just now, right?"

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Moji glanced there and said, "Going forward, I tripped over that crooked sorghum and fell."

I saw Li San fumbling there, Li Wu went around the field to look at the sorghum, Mo Jiwu held the back of his head and breathed out, Zhao Tian fiddled with the smoke with a cold face.

It may be that Zhao Tian is more capable. The pile of smoke that was already not so smokey is even worse than before when Zhao Tian fiddles with it like this.

Zhao Tian seemed to realize that he was too strong, so he made the smoke pile smaller.Only then did Moji have the strength to say, "Well, Zhao Tian, ​​I really made you happy last night, but today my head is packed, and you still smoked me, you are too useless ^"

After all, Zhao Tian was not thick-skinned enough. When he heard Moji's guardian say such a thing, he ran over and covered Moji's mouth, "What are you talking about!"

Moji doesn't care about these things, "Don't tell me, I was dreaming by myself last night. I just wondered if you took medicine or something, and you tossed me for half the night?"

Through the moonlight, Mo Ji had already seen Zhao Tian's blushing.Mo Ji was thinking about what he had said, and actually made Zhao Tian, ​​who likes to keep a straight face all day long, blushing?

After thinking about it, Mo Ji couldn't figure out what love words he had to say, so why did Zhao Tian blush, Xun?

He didn't think about it, but Li San found out, "Do you think the ink marks are you?"

Mo Ji took a look at what Li San handed over, good guy, it turned out to be a fish-shaped jade pendant.When Moji was a child, he saw many good things, and he could tell the quality of this kind of jade by touching it.

Although this fish-shaped jade pendant is not top-notch, it is rare enough in the village. How could he just drop a piece of it?Is this kind of self-warming jade worthless now?

Because Zhao Tian kept looking at him, Mo Ji reluctantly handed the jade pendant to Zhao Tian, ​​"Let's just say that you can only look at it, and it's mine. It's useless to use force to oppress it. If it's sold, it's mine."

Zhao Tian took the jade pendant naturally, and put it in his pocket, "Dream, you are all mine, let alone a jade pendant!"

"shameless!"

Li San watched the two of them get angry, "I haven't let me see it yet, why did you hand it in?"

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