The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

The day when Li San and Li Wu got married has just come, and the family is very lively that day, and there is no work in the field in the winter, and everyone in the village has come to rejoice, of course, in such a busy day with so many people , People with sharp eyes and quick hands will definitely not be idle.

Anyway, Zhao Tian and Zhao Daddy were watching over major events, and Mo Ji took Mo Chou to catch the thief.

But what he thought was good, but it was a bit difficult to implement. On such a happy day, if people come to join in the fun and stuff their mouths with food, can this be called stealing?Of course not, the most you can say is that they don't pay attention.

Don't care what's wrong?Don't pay too much attention.

Moji saw a plate of wedding cakes on the table in the courtyard, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. At this time, a 40-year-old brother who was helping in the village wanted to continue to put it on the table. Moji hurried up to stop, "This Daddy, it’s just like putting on a plate, if we have a flowing banquet, gold and silver are not enough.”

The man's face was a little ugly when he was told by the ink, "I said, why can't you speak so much, my little husband, on this big day, the villagers all come to cheer, why do you talk so much even after eating a few pieces of wedding cakes. "

Feelings are not for your family. If you have the ability, your family organizes weddings and spreads them out. Why don’t you spread gold when you are so rich, "Our family is poor, and we still rely on these wedding cakes to fill our stomachs, which is different from yours. .”

What's the matter with love, anyway, he has no love for this group of people who like to take advantage.

Hearing what he said, the man began to want to talk to Zhao Tian about this matter. At this time, the newcomer had just entered the door and was waiting to pay homage. His kung fu came in handy, he grabbed the man with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, trying not to let him out of the side room.

What a joke, you guys from Wangjiacun don't take people seriously.You just wait in this small warehouse for the newcomers to finish their worship before jumping around.Mo Ji has been with Zhao Tian all day long these years, and has begun to assimilate.

As soon as he shouted to send him off to the bridal chamber, Moji let go of the man's hand.The man snorted at him and said, "Uncultured."

Moji doesn't care what he says, whoever makes people crazy, just make sure you can't do anything bad.After the man went out, Mo Ji stared at the warehouse and the courtyard with Mo Ceng.

As soon as the couple entered the bridal chamber, those who gave the ceremony began to eat, and those who did not show the ceremony went back.The mat is placed in a shed in the yard. Although it is not as warm as the house, it can't support many people.

Originally, a table of six people was arranged according to the number of people in the ceremony, and the ink marks counted them one by one. Even the table with the least number of people must have ten people. up.

No wonder Zhao Yue'er didn't even show the noodles at the wedding, it was just a return ceremony, this posture was like wanting to eat back three generations ago, when Moji saw the people busy in the kitchen serving dishes outside, Moji hastily locked it up The door of the small warehouse, running to the kitchen.

The chef he went to first said in a low voice, "Uncle, I'll give you a tael of silver, your stomach hurts, go home and rest!"

The man seemed to be used to this kind of thing, so he immediately understood the meaning of the ink marks, covered his stomach and started to shout, "Little husband, I'm really sorry, you see, the old man's body is not good when he is old, this is uncomfortable Yes!"

Moji sighed, "This big day is so noisy, no matter what, I have to fill the table with my in-laws. What should I do?"

The chef squatted on the ground clutching his stomach, "Don't worry, my husband, even if I bear the pain, I will finish the dishes at the main table."

Moji quickly thanked, "Uncle, you are really a fastidious person, but it's just too much trouble for you."

The two of them continued to talk loudly, one sentence at a time, and others didn't take it seriously at all, because their ears were already calloused after hearing such words.

Mo Ji finished the kitchen, and then went to the courtyard to investigate. Those who dragged their families to make a living, saw how the Zhao family behaved, and started to yell, how could they not make people full after paying for it? There are too many people It's a bit messy.

Mo Ji hugged Mo Ceng and showed the momentum of selling cabbage in the past, and shouted with open voice, "I'm really sorry for everyone today, the chef at home is not feeling well, since everyone is a gift, naturally we can't let everyone eat too much full."

Everyone began to calm down after hearing this, and Mo Ji hurriedly said to Wang Maiqiu, who was in charge of the account, "Uncle Wang, you will refund them the gift money after I shout."

Moji yelled, "The gift money will be refunded now."

Everyone saw that there was really no benefit for them, it was okay for them to take advantage of the marriage, but if they made a big fuss, the Zhao family would not be easy to mess with.Now that the Zhao family wanted to refund the gift money, they might as well take the gift money and go home, since they were half full anyway.With the first ones, the remaining ones are even more difficult to cause trouble, and they all went home dejectedly with their gift money.

After Zhao Tian took Li Wu to toast with his in-laws and his family in the house, he was polite again. He thought about going out to toast with the villagers, but found that there was no one there.

Because there were too many people in the married family, it was already noisy, and he thought that Mo Ji's yelling was just hallucinations, who would have thought that he would actually do such a thing.

At this moment, Mo Ji was drinking with Wang Maiqiu and the chef in the kitchen, and Mo Lo even got into the rice plate directly.

Zhao Tian regretted this, if he knew it earlier, he would let Wang Xi drink alone, and let Zhao Di watch outside to see what was going on.

Zhao Tian picked up the ink, "You've been messing around all day, let's see what you've done!"

Mo Ji tugged at his arm, he was a little drunk, his face was slightly red, "Did you do a good job! Just now I heard that Uncle Wang said that many people do this, and I came here entirely on my own."

Wang Maiqiu pulled Zhao Tian to the dinner table, "Brother Zhao, let's have a couple of drinks. I wanted to tell you about this in advance, but I was afraid that your family would not understand our actions. I didn't expect me to be so good." My son thought of going with me."

Moji slapped the table, "Who is your son, can you, a crooked melon, bear my good dates?"

Wang Maiqiu also slapped the table, "This temper is really just like me!"

Zhao Tian was dumbfounded by the two of them, and the chef was still eating hard. Zhao Tian pulled up the ink and tried to get him away first, but was stopped by the chef, "Brother Zhao, your husband is allowed to eat!" Give me a tael of silver."

Zhao Tian took out the silver from his pocket, picked up Moji and Moceng, and walked to the back room.Wang Maiqiu and the chef lamented at the same time that there is a beautiful husband who is living a happy life.