The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

Reluctantly, Moji went to the sorghum field again. He hoped that Mr. Zhu or Mr. Wang would come to find the jade pendant again tonight, so that the time would pass faster!

But no one could hear him, and no one came to entertain him in the middle of the night.Moji was so boring, he thought that there were still sweet potatoes planted here, so he planned to ask Li San to dig a few pieces in the field.

"Come on, Li San, let's dig sweet potatoes."

Li Sancai didn't want to go. The sweet potato plantation was next to the cemetery in Wangjia Village. It wasn't very scary during the day, but it was gloomy at night.

"Can you not go?" Li San asked cautiously, he really didn't want to go!

"Then you stay here and watch, I'll go by myself." Sure enough, the angry man was bold.

How could Li San dare to watch here alone, in case someone came looking for Yupei again, he would have to be scared to death, "I'd better go with you."

Their shack was built on the northern edge of the ten-acre land, and the half-acre sandy land was in the southwest corner, so they had to walk for a quarter of an hour to dig sweet potatoes.

When the two arrived at the sweet potato field, they realized that they didn't bring a shovel. Without a shovel, would it be possible to dig by hand?

Mo Ji said to Li San, "Stay here for a while, I'll go back and get it, I remember I have a shovel in the box." With Mo Ji accompanying Li San, he was trembling, and he would not dare to leave him here alone. , "How about we go back and get it together?"

Mo Ji replied, "Forget it, let's dig it out by hand, anyway, it's just a few pieces to taste."

Because the soil here is sandy, the soil is not hard, but most of the sweet potatoes are too small now, so Moji and Li San touch the big ones one by one, and every time they pick up some soil and feel it is too small, they rush to pick it up again. Bury it with soil.

The two touched for a long time, and finally dug out four palm-sized pieces.

When Mo Ji stood up, he felt that there was someone over the cemetery. When they came just now, they didn't look there because they knew that the cemetery was to the west. He casually looked there, no matter how he looked, he felt there was someone over there.

"Li San, do you think there is someone over there at the cemetery?"

Li San didn't dare to look at it, he closed his eyes and glanced there, "No one, let's go."

How can the ink stains go away at this time, "Let's go and see."

Is it okay not to go? He knows it can't be done.Li San shivered and followed behind the ink marks. If he knew this, he would rather stay in the shack by himself, but it was too late now.

Li San was afraid of death, how could there be someone in the cemetery in the middle of the night, it must be a ghost!Li San kept chattering, not intending to disturb, just passing by, not intending to disturb, just passing by.

Moji was annoyed to death by his nagging, "Hush your voice, don't let you scare people away, I'll see who is free to hang around in the cemetery in the middle of the night!

Who else could it be? It's not just the two of them. Li San wants to cry.

Moji walked to the place where he had seen the figure before and found nothing but a tombstone and grave mound. It was really strange. He clearly saw someone here.

Because the moonlight was very bright that night, the ink stains could clearly see the large characters written on it, Wang Chu led the foundation, but the ink marks in the small characters underneath couldn't figure out what was written for a long time.

King out?It's the same generation as Wang Chuxi and Wang Chushan, who is this?In the evening, there are still people who come and walk around his place.

Mo Ji looked around again, but he couldn't find anyone, so he had to go back home, but he had already muttered in his heart, he clearly saw someone here, why did he suddenly disappear, could it be that he saw me coming over early hide 1

In order to prove that he was not sleepwalking in the middle of the night, he also took a small sweet potato in his hand and put it next to the grave. In case Zhao Tian and the others come to confirm, this will be the evidence.

Li San was trembling aside, he wanted to leave this place quickly, it was really scary.

When Mo Ji and Li San went to the shack, Zhao Tian and Li Wu also came back.Moji told them what happened just now, and Zhao Tian touched his forehead after listening, "Come back and call me if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, don't rush forward!"

Who's so stubborn, can't communicate!Moji ran to get close to Li Wutao, "Li Wu, why don't we go and see again, when I come back, I always feel footsteps behind me, I feel that the man must have not left yet, he must have run to us again when he saw us coming back At the grave, I blame Li San for holding me back, otherwise I will definitely have to go back and have a look." Li Wu said as soon as his voice came out, "I see what big brother means."

Moji glared at him angrily, "Why don't you go shit!"

Zhao Tian pulled Moji to his side and sat down, "Just stop for a while, they may be guarding the grave, and there is such a custom in some places."

But Zhao Tian didn't tell him that the tomb guards are all new tombs, and he hasn't heard of anyone passing away in a while.

After hearing Zhao Tian's words, Moji looked unnatural, "Why didn't you say that there is still such a custom, and I still disturb others. But do you know who Wang Chuling is? The tombstone engraved is Wang Chu collar."

Zhao Tian said, "What are you doing asking so much, just do your own job well."

Moji just doesn't want to talk to him, can't communicate, and will yell at people because of his old age. How could he like this kind of person? The more I think about it, the more I feel that my vision was too low before!

After a few days, when Moji met Wang Maiqiu, he finally found out who Wang Chuling was. This person was either someone else or the father of their neighbor to the west.

It turned out that this was the case, so many things were connected, so Moji had to suspect that their neighbors to the west were doing something to harm their family.But after Moji told his thoughts, no one believed him, except of course Fengming.Moji is heartbroken, these idiots are so stupid.

In fact, it's not that other people don't believe it. After all, Xi Neighbor's recent behavior is really too weird. It's just that everyone knows that ink marks can't be flattered, otherwise the matter will only make things worse.

A few days later, the leaves of the sorghum had started to turn yellow. Zhao Tian cleaned up the open space in the yard, and kept the sorghum for drying.

Moji has been unhappy for several days because of the suffocation in his heart, and even when he was sleeping, he was always arguing with each other.

In order to coax people, Zhao Tian said, "I think you like the dishes I ordered at the restaurant last time. How about I order some more today?"

Zhao Tian bought the last dish?That's right, if old man Lu made a move, there must be more than that, "You can do whatever you want, anyway, I am very disappointed in you, and I don't like you anymore."

Zhao Tian smiled instead of anger, "I really didn't know you liked me."

Why didn't I like it? Although he was often beaten by Zhao Tian in the past, he really liked Zhao Tian. He thought Zhao Tian was very good. People especially Zhao Tian!

Zhao Tian acted quickly this time, and after finishing speaking, he asked Li Wu to drive the bullock cart to the state capital.Moji was lazily sitting in the yard basking in the sun. He didn't want to eat lunch, but Zhao insisted on letting him eat it. It was really disgusting.

Moji shouted in his heart, the days of being oppressed are really hard, why no one came to listen to his heart

While Mo Ji was furious, old man Lu not far away was teaching his little apprentice the acupuncture points of the human body.Well, it's not bad, it's a good seedling, but why does this picked-up child look so similar to his big apprentice?Never mind him, he is his apprentice anyway.

Moji is sulking now, because he just can't see other people's happiness.It's all because Old Man Lu's smug laugh was too loud, Mo Ji walked over and said, "No matter how proud you are, Mo Ceng is also my son."

Old man Lu laughed, "That's not it, you see, my little apprentice is like you carved out of the same mold, but I remember that you have eaten Hehuansan not long ago, how could you have such a big son?"

Mo Ji would not tell him that he picked up Mo Ceng, and suffocate him, "It's up to you."

Old man Lu was proud in his heart, "Master, I already knew that Mo Ceng was picked." '

In the past few days when Gao Liang was familiar, except for Feng Ming who was at home with Mo Ceng, everyone else went to the field, even old man Lu came to help.Moji watched Old Man Lu get in the way and added to the confusion, and said, "Go home or go back to your state capital if you don't understand, don't be ashamed of yourself here!"

After hearing this, Zhao Tian began to criticize Mo Ji, "Who taught you to be so disrespectful?"

If you ignore him, you will swallow your anger, why did he find such a useless person!Mo Ji walked to Old Man Lu, "I'm joking with you, do you see how sincere I am smiling?"

Old man Lu and Moji were very different from each other, and they were not scruples when they spoke. After a while, the two of them came to the side laughing and loading sorghum ears on the cart.

Standing in the distance, Zhao Tian was at a loss. It seems that he really should change the way he gets along with Mo Ji.

Because there are more people, the work is quicker. Those who load the trucks load the trucks, and those who chop the sorghum ears cut the sorghum ears. Zhao Tian and Li Wu use big picks to plan the sorghum stalks behind them. All received home.

After the sorghum ears were brought to the house, Fengming also had a job. He wanted to spread out the sorghum ears to dry in the sun.

Mo Ji and old man Lu sent a car home and then started to drive back again. Just like this, they pulled the sorghum ears and the sorghum stalks a dozen times until noon.

Because there was still work to be done in the afternoon, lunch was barely sufficient, and no one took a break at noon and went to the field again after eating.It was another afternoon when everyone was busy.

In a few days, the corn on the two acres of land should be ripe, and now is the time to eat tender corn, because everyone

He was very tired and didn't want to cook, so Zhao Tian said to break some tender corn and cook it.

"Since we eat boiled corn at night, let's cook some sweet potatoes by the way."

Li San started to tremble when he heard sweet potatoes. He didn't want to dig sweet potatoes, it was too scary.Who knew Moji was planning to drag Li San to dig sweet potatoes, "Go, hurry up, it will be dark in a while."

It was getting dark, and Li San didn't dare to go, even if he went, he didn't want to go with Moji, "Moji, my stomach hurts, I want to go home and have a party."

"Are you so scared that your stomach hurts?"

This person is so bad, knowing that he is afraid and scary, Li San keeps his mouth shut and neither admits nor denies it.At this time, old man Lu, Zhao Di, and Ji Xuan followed the ox cart back home. Ink and Shitou went to the cornfield, and only Moji, Li San, Zhao Tian, ​​and Li Wu were left in the sorghum field. Moji looked at these three people Once again, none of them worked, "Okay, you all go back, I will go by myself."

How could Zhao Tian leave him here alone, "I'll go with you."

"Who cares about you?"

Rare or not, anyway, Zhao Tian came with him, but Moji didn’t rush to dig sweet potatoes but went to the cemetery, Zhao Tian hurriedly called him back, “Come back.”

Mo Ji just ignored him, he also put a sweet potato on the side of the grave, he had to get it back.

Zhao Tian didn't know what he was thinking, only thought that he was bewitched by evil spirits, so he quickly caught up with the man, hugged Moji and started to walk back, how could Moji follow him honestly, "Put me down, I have to go get it sweet potato."

Going to the cemetery to get sweet potatoes is not bewitched, what else can it be? Zhao Tian walked quickly holding the ink, no matter what the ink said, he would not let go. The ink is angry. alright.

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