To be honest, selling meat is not a good job, not to mention hard work, it is still a bit greasy. After looking at the ink marks for a while, I feel boring. Just at this time, a chicken buyer came. The ink had agreed on the price but couldn’t do without the body, so I had to let the ink marks People can take it, but there is no one who sells chickens and even gives people a cage. It is said that Moji is incompetent. The chickens that have been raised for so long can't even tie up a chicken. The cages and chickens were directly given to others.

Mo Mo looked at him carrying the cage and said to Mo Ji, "Young master, hurry up and chase after him, he has taken all our cages away."

Moji said lazily, "What are you chasing after? Isn't it just a cage?"

Cough, Mo Mo vomited blood in his heart, if he would make any money in this business, but he still said on the face, "That's right, this cage is not worth much, but if it's all given to someone else, how can we use it as a chicken?"

That's right, Mo Ji said, "How about I go chase it back?"

While busy with the guests, Mo Mo said to Mo Ji, "Forget it this time, it won't look good if you give it to someone."

After this matter happened, Moji didn't want to stay in the shop any more, so he went out for a stroll after saying something to Momo. There were a lot of sellers in the market, Moji looked strange at everything, and wanted to touch everything he saw, but If you don’t have money on you, you don’t dare to fumble around. When you see something you like, you will look at it for a while.

When I met a generous peddler, some would give him something directly, and Moji didn’t shirk whoever wanted it, so Moji had a lot of fun shopping, and I never got tired of it. I bought a lot of things without a big man, and I had dinner at noon. It was Mo Mo who came out to look for it. Seeing that he had bought such a bunch of miscellaneous things, Mo Mo felt distressed, "Master, although the family is better now, but there is no money to spend like this."

"No money spent"

"No money?"

So Moji told the story, Moji was shocked and said that if he grows well, he can do things well. If he insists on selling meat after noon, he doesn’t have to work and just stand by. Meat, but after a long time, the ink stains feel boring.

Just at this time, the wind was blowing, Mo Mo looked up at the sky, black clouds were coming here from the west, Mo Mo was busy calling Mo Ji to move things into the house, the early summer loves showers, it will fall as soon as it is said, and one of them will not be moved in time It will be drenched by the rain. The hawkers and shops on the street also start to clean up, and those who go out to buy things start to go home. Mo Mo said while busying, "This rain from God is considered timely. The wheat grown at home No more watering”

At this time, the raindrops had already fallen, and Moji looked out from the house, "Why don't these people know where to hide? They are still rushing home"

"It's not raining too much. When it rains heavily, everyone hides from the rain. How can anyone run away?"

Mo Ji was right when he thought about it, and said, "When we were young, we had hailstorms, but we haven't seen each other for many years."

Mo Mo quickly covered Mo Mo's mouth, "My good young master, don't look forward to that, if there is hailstorm right now, the crops in the field will suffer."

The last time there was hail, it was several years ago, not much, just a small layer, and it melted when it hit the ground. I don’t remember the ink marks very clearly.Moji was watching the rain at the door, and from time to time there was rain on his body, and he was about to close the door and walk into the house when the sky darkened, and he couldn't help saying, "It won't really be hailstones."

Before Mo Mo could reply, he saw the ice ball the size of a bird’s egg fall to the ground. It was so painful that he was smashed, and he lowered his head to pick up his neck and was smashed again.

The shower stopped after a short while, and the hailstones that fell on the ground almost melted. Moji said directly, "There shouldn't be any loss after all this has melted."

Ink was so anxious that his brain hurt, but he still explained, "Although it's melted now, I don't know what to do with the crops when it's planted. Our grain harvest is fast and there is no loss, but I guess there is only cotton left. It’s stalked, poor those who didn’t have time to harvest in autumn, now it’s probably going to be green and yellow again.”

Moji couldn't imagine that there was only a piece of bare poles left in the green cotton field. Since the rain stopped, Moji went back to the village to have a look, trying to minimize the loss.

The way back to the village was full of people rushing to the fields. Some people were crying beside the crops that hadn’t been harvested in time. The ones who cried the most were the cotton growers. Even if the corn was hit on the ground, at most it was harvest time. I was a little tired, but the cotton was really bare, and a few of them had a few clear sleeves hanging, and the cotton leaves and newly bloomed flowers were all beaten to the ground.

Moji was sweating in his heart, now he could imagine what it looked like without looking at his own, the cotton would have been opened in a few months, but now he was really hurt by this hailstone.

Mo Mo drove the car directly into the field, Zhao Tian, ​​Zhao ground and stones were all there, the hail seemed to be smaller on the side of the house, the loss of cotton was not too serious, the freshly bloomed flowers and leaves were not lightly beaten, but the previous ones The cotton cover is still there, and at the moment the three of them are fixing the cotton tree that was blown by the wind. Although it has just rained, the amount of rainfall is not heavy, that is, the ground is wet, and the ground is not very sticky, but the wind is strong Some cotton fell down.

I don’t know where they got a handful of small tree sticks more than ten centimeters long, and they are using thatch to tie the blown cotton tree. The ink stains are at rest today, but they can’t open their eyes to see if there is a natural disaster. , but the sluggish work didn't look like what he would do, so he ran to Zhao Tian and said, "I'll help with the work today, can you let me rest for a while tomorrow?"

Zhao Tian didn't raise his head and said, "You can't do this job today, if you are not careful, the root will be broken, and the ground is wet at the moment, you should go home first."

Originally, he didn't want to do ink marks, but Zhao Tian said that he couldn't do it, which is another matter.The cotton in the eight-acre field was quite a large area. Everyone was working with their heads down, and no one cared about him. With a bang, the cotton root broke.

Seeing that no one noticed, Mo Ji hurried home.

This time, the situation of the hailstorm is not the same in every place. The disaster is less severe in the small place, and the disaster is heavier in the big place. It is more difficult, the possibility of refugees appearing is not great, and there must be those who sell children.

When Zhao Tian came home, he saw Moji teasing the children in the village at the door, so he had to take him home and lecture him, "If a person of this age is messing with a child, he doesn't know how to cook the meal well."

The boss was not happy when Moji heard it, "You said you let me rest today, why are you bothering me now?"

"If you don't look at things like this anymore, the family will sell you if you can't get rid of the pot."

Now Moji was a little scared, "This time the loss is so serious?"

Zhao Tian sighed, and said, "It's good to have half of the original harvest, and it's also thanks to our family's fast harvest of grain."

"Well, that's what Mo Mo said, but I don't know if it will affect the business of our shop?"

Zhao Tian patted his head and said, "It's a shame you still think about the shop, don't worry, our shop is for rich people, and we won't be able to close it for a while."

As soon as Mo Ji heard that the shop was fine, he was relieved, "Since the shop can't be closed, we can uncover the pot, and you don't need to call my attention."

Zhao Tian looked at his proud little figure and smiled dotingly and said nothing.

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