The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

Moji was free for a while, and slept in a big bed by himself every day. When Zhao Tian came back, he really didn't feel used to it. He lay on the bed and secretly looked at Zhao Tian, ​​for fear that something would offend him again.

"What is this?" Zhao Tian asked holding a small piece of chicken bone.

Hey, why is it still there? He clearly remembered and threw it out. If he had known, he would not have gnawed chicken feet on the bed. He pretended to be asleep, pretended to be asleep, and even pulled his ears. He must not wake up. If he woke up, it would not be dragging The ears are so simple, they will definitely be beaten, and if they make trouble, they will be kicked out.

"Hahahaha, stop scratching" is so mean.

"Say, why do you eat on the bed? Such a big man is not as good as a child, and a pig is cleaner than you"

No, I have to continue to pretend to be asleep, and I will be beaten if I say something wrong. Life experience is too rich, and I can't remember it!

"Talk, if you don't talk, see if I will throw you out!" Zhao Tian snapped.

It's too inhumane, it's too aggressive, "I'm your husband, not a slave, I like to eat in bed, if you don't like it, it's a big deal to sleep in a separate bed"

Zhao Tian lifted him up, "Have you learned something, right? You still sleep in separate beds? You still don't have a long memory about stealing chicken? I don't think you will be allowed to be independent for a while, you won't be able to survive!"

Moji drooped his head and didn't speak. Anyway, that's it. He cares about this and that every day, health care, work, and reading a little book. Is he a son?

A few days ago, he saw that Li Da in the village was not like this with Fu Lang. He was reluctant to let Fu Lang do anything, and tried to hold everything by himself when walking. Zhao Tiancai was not like this, he would enslave people, a little They are not the good match written in the little book, but Zhao Tian has raised him for so many years, and he even kicked Zhao Tian into a disability. He has to be a conscientious person.

Zhao Tian saw something wrong with the ink, "What's the matter?"

Moji asked hesitantly, "If you are looking for a brother to marry now, wouldn't it be very easy to find?"

What did Zhao Tian think he would say, "Just know it"

"Then I will make Xian better"

Zhao Tian thought he heard it wrong. When did Moji let go of this matter all these years, "What did you say?"

Mo Ji saw Zhao Tian's expression was not good and quickly changed his words, "It's nothing, I'm tired after working all day, I'm going to bed first."

It's so dangerous, it turns out that this kind of thing can only be mentioned by Zhao Tian, ​​and it really is machismo.

In fact, it would be easy to be coveted by others in the state capital based on the appearance of the ink marks. These days, Zhao Tian has been thinking about this matter, but the shop and the building of the house made him not have much energy to think about it.If he meets someone he likes in Moji, the capital of the state, then Heli is for sure. Don't look at him in the village. He is afraid of himself, it's because he has no other support. Not enough to watch.

It seems that being good is not a good thing, and he must not be allowed to have other thoughts.Zhao Tian took the man into his arms and couldn't help but be amused, as this was the only face he could see.

The next day, Zhao Tian and Ji Xuan were discussing about the butcher shop. In fact, this kind of thing happened to them because they had no special features. A master like Ji Xuan followed, and other oil shops couldn't do it at all.

How special is this raw meat?Is it possible to raise pigs by yourself?Although the idea is good, there is still no place, and even if there is a place, there are not enough people.

Things are too complicated at home now, the business of the butcher shop is not good but it can still be maintained, and they are newcomers, so it is not good to act too much, and it is not good for them to offend their colleagues, Zhao Tian and Ji Xuan discussed it. We can only let the stone make some cooked meat and sell it to form a brand, and the road is still a bit far away.

Zhao Tian decided to stay at home for one more day before going to the state capital. Mo Ceng could already sit down. Zhao Tian hadn’t come back for a long time, and the child was very close to him, which made Zhao Tian very happy. He had more conscience than Mo Ji, and Mo Ceng officially entered If you have an account, you will be called Zhao Moceng.

After a few more months, Mo Ceng grew longer and more like an ink stain. The ink stain disagreed, saying that when he was young, he was different from now. He was fat when he was young, with small eyes and a flat nose. Zhao Tian listened. Uncompromising, Mo Ji couldn't help wondering, he was so sure that I was lying, did he see me when I was a child?

In fact, Mo Ji himself doesn't remember what he was like when he was a child. Anyway, it's good to eat well, drink well, and dress well. If you think about it in detail, he really doesn't remember it.

The third brother Li came to the house again a few days ago, and said that the big gentry around the county government had already started to move, and those who could leave had already left, leaving only some family properties that could not be moved. Someone should be in charge of such a big movement in Xin County, but there has been no sound for such a long time. It seems that this is all allowed, but for some reason they chose Xin County.

It seems that the move has to be done in advance. This time Zhao Tian returned to the state capital to bring some food in addition to oil. There are too many things in the house so a little move is not a problem. It seems that we have to hurry up.