The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

After returning home, Zhao Tian continued to be busy. It was getting colder and colder in winter, so he had to hurry up on everything.

Zhao Tian first asked someone to make cotton-padded clothes and quilts, and by the way, he had to ask someone to teach him ink marks and ink, because he had more time in winter, otherwise he would really be delayed.

After studying for a while, Mo Mo has learned the general idea, but the ink stains are only superficial. Seeing that he is not happy, Mo Mo comforted him, "Young master, how did you do this before? It's good to learn it like this. I will sew and mend it in the future." It’s always okay, and I’ll be the one with the big ones in the future.”

Mo Ji thinks about it, so he no longer struggles with it, and is still enthusiastic, but he is no longer embarrassed to trouble others, but just goes home and finds some worn-out clothes to practice his hands on.

This practice is not good, he and Mo don't have any old clothes, all the practitioners belonged to Zhao Tian, ​​but Zhao Tiantian was so terrified that the good clothes were made to look like opera robes, colorful and colorful.

Finally one day Zhao Tian couldn't take it anymore and said to Moji, "If you continue to practice like this, I won't even have any clothes that I can wear to look good. You should make progress anyway. You've made some messes every day. What?"

Moji was a little embarrassed by the words, "What do you mean, you can't dislike me, but you let me learn it at the beginning!"

"Then don't learn it. With your speed, I can't count on it for the rest of my life."

Moji was not very happy after hearing Zhao Tian's words. He had been stabbed many times in order to learn needlework well, just to make him happy, but what did Zhao Tian say, he thought he was stupid.

"Why don't you learn if you have the ability? You still dislike me, whoever loves to learn will learn, anyway, I will never learn again."

After speaking, he threw the clothes in his hand on Zhao Tian and left angrily.

Zhao Tian was embarrassed by Moji's walk, and he didn't say anything. Why is this child so delicate now? It seems that he has to deal with it.

Moji gave up needlework and started raising chickens every day. In winter, there were no wild vegetables, so he had to take some dried vegetables, chop them up and cook them to feed the chickens.

Although the work is not as tiring as before, it is much more cumbersome, and the ink stains are boring, not to mention that he and Zhao Tian have started a cold war again, so the days are naturally much deserted.

After feeding the chickens that day, Moji planned to take Moji out for a walk. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he heard Zhao Tian talking to a brother outside the door. The two of them eavesdropped for a while and finally figured out who this brother was. The man is Zhao Tian's childhood sweetheart and former fiancé according to legend.

It is said that her previous fiancé was also a capable person, but the man named Qingcheng looked ordinary, but he caught up with Comrade Zhao Tian, ​​the village grass in those days, and dumped him when Zhao Tian was in poverty, and climbed up. I went to the county magistrate, and I heard that he and the county magistrate and Li climbed up to the imperial envoy not long ago. This matter has been talked about for a long time in Xiajia Village. Now Moji and Momo are really curious to see the deity.

Mo Ji and Mo Mo pretended to open the courtyard door, seeing the two people who were still talking, they couldn't help being stunned, how could they stick so close together.

Mo Mo reacted first and said, "Brother, are you chatting with an old friend? No introduction?"

Zhao Tian realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly separated from Qingcheng and said, "This is my childhood."

Then he pointed to the ink and ink and said, "The brother of my uncle's family I mentioned to you before."

What Zhao Tian said was vague, and Qingcheng didn't pursue it. There is no need to explain things that everyone knows.It's just that Mo Ji felt awkward listening to it, but he was having a cold war with Zhao Tian, ​​so he couldn't talk too much, and the last few people became cold.

Seeing that Momo was not comfortable staying there, Mo Mo found a reason and dragged him to run and play.

Winter is the season of slack farming. Many people who have nothing to do will find a place with good sun to chat about gossip. Moji used to like to hear this, but since Qingcheng came back, the biggest topic has become Qingcheng and Zhao Tian.

The ink marks are embarrassing for those who are inserted into the pile of people, and the ink marks are not good, which always makes everyone uncomfortable and has to leave by themselves.

"You said that this little fun was left for me, and it was also deprived of by you couple of dogs." Moji was resentful.

The cold war that has lasted for more than half a month has finally escalated, "Zhao Tian, ​​can you cut back on that Qingcheng?"

Zhao Tian was a little embarrassed by Mo Ji, how could such a thing be said by a child, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about, Qingcheng is married, don't ruin his reputation here."

Moji gave him a disdainful expression, "You are really my brother, does he need me to ruin his reputation? He is discussed by the whole village every day, so I don't even have a place to chat. Some people say to me, Qingcheng is ready to reconcile and leave and follow you."

Zhao Tian knew that there was such a rumor but he didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect that it would reach Moji's ears this time. He wanted to explain it, but he wanted to explain it to a child himself. , nothing to do to help the family do more work."

"Cover it up and you will, I know you still like him, but don't forget that he has climbed a high branch again, love you unrequitedly." After Mo Ji finished speaking, he pointed Zhao Tian with his middle finger.

Zhao Tian was even more embarrassed by Mo Ji, "You are getting more and more capable. It's better not to learn from other people's nonsense and rumors."

After Zhao Tian finished speaking, he was ready to clean up the ink stains. When the ink stains saw that the situation was not right, he ran away early, and shouted as he ran, "You old man always calls people's names in his dreams at night, and you have the cheek to teach me. Shame on you?"

In the evening, Moji went to bed early. Although he was bold during the day, he regretted it now. Why did he offend Zhao Tian by being so sloppy? He couldn't think of a good way to solve the problem. Moji was going to pretend to be asleep. If he fell asleep, Zhao Tian wouldn't hurt him much.

It's just that Mo Ji was wrong, Zhao Tian directly pulled him up and asked, "Did I really talk in my sleep at night?"

How could Moji dare to tell lies at this moment, so he had to continue to make up, "That's not true, why should I lie to you?"

In fact, Zhao Tian really has nothing to do with Qingcheng, and he got closer because of Qingcheng crying that day and he comforted him a few words, but why would he dream of calling someone by name.

This incident made Zhao Tian awkward for a day, but how could he think it was nonsense, but how could he tell the truth?

It’s been snowing for the past few days and it’s almost the end of the new year, people have become busy again, and Qingcheng has also returned to the city, so there are naturally fewer people chatting, but Zhao Tian has always kept the ink stains in his heart .

Zhao Tian woke up this day and saw that Mo Ji was still sound asleep, so he shook him lightly, and asked when he was staring, "Have you really heard Zhao Tian talking in sleep?"

Mo Ji couldn't sleep awake, vaguely heard someone asking him about Zhao Tian talking in his sleep, he couldn't help but said in his heart, "I was teasing him, seeing him not sleeping well these days is really a relief."

After hearing this, Zhao Tian lifted the quilt from him, grabbed his ears and said, "You little bastard, even I dare to play tricks on you. You have been raising you for so long, get up!"

Moji woke up now, seeing Zhao Tian's green face, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, Zhao Tian didn't bother to talk to him, and said directly, "Put your clothes on and come to the yard."

Moji was terrified. After getting dressed, he planned to talk to Moji to make peace, but Zhao Tian didn't give him a chance, and just left him in the snow. If you want to eat, if you are young, you don’t want to learn, but you learn to talk like others.”

Now it was the time to melt the snow, it was so cold, not to mention letting Moji chop firewood, just letting him stand outside was a bit unbearable.He thought about going to Zhao Tian to admit his mistake again, but he was yelled at before he saw Zhao Tian, ​​"What should I do now, it's not just a matter of chopping firewood."

Mo Ji cried while chopping firewood in the cold wind, what do you call him? If Zhao Tian really had no ghosts in his heart, would he react like this?It's a pity that he became cannon fodder at a young age.

Mo Ji felt his face hurt when he was crying, and when he touched the rough skin, it looked like he was crying. He stopped his tears and started to hold the wooden hair in a daze. eat.