Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

Thinking of Yu Dan delivering meals to Xiao Le every day, Uncle Zhang took Mo Cheng to visit Xiao's house. After all, the two families are so close together, so they had to identify the door.

Mo Cheng had already prepared the presents, thinking that it would be useful to visit relatives on Dad's side, but he didn't expect Dad to have no relatives, so he brought those things and came to Xiao's house.

Yu Dan and Xiao Wei went to Guolin, and Xiao's mother was alone at home.

Seeing the two of them coming, he remembered what Xiao Wei had mentioned yesterday, and he looked at Mo Cheng with indescribable liking.

"What a blessing, his uncle."

Xiao's mother kept praising Mo Cheng, which made him happier than boasting about Uncle Zhang himself. Ever since Uncle Zhang's daughter had an accident, Xiao's mother had never seen Uncle Zhang smile so happily.

Knowing that Mo Cheng had contact with Xiao Le, and Xiao Le also said that he wanted Mo Cheng to be his younger brother, and covered his words.

Mother Xiao chuckled, and said to Mo Cheng, "A few days ago, Xiao Le has been making noises, saying that he is the youngest at home, the youngest brother, very upset, and also said that it would be nice if he had a younger brother."

Xiao Le is indeed the youngest boy in the Xiao family.

And Uncle Xiao's family has a daughter, the only girl in the Xiao family.

"It turns out that's the case. I think he was a little angry just now. Mo Cheng really likes him. I've seen it these days. Xiao Le is a lot more sensible. So today at noon, I want to invite Xiao Le to our house for dinner."

Uncle Zhang's words made Xiao's mother very excited.

This was the first time someone praised Xiao Le in front of her.

And also invite Xiao Le to dinner.

"Xiao Le is a person who is soft but not tough. He sometimes duplicity, and," Xiao's mother was silent for a while, she still said to Mo Cheng, "he seems to be a little irritable."

"I know," Mo Cheng nodded, "It can be seen that he is very easy to get angry, and he can't control his emotions all his life."

"Yes, yes," Xiao's mother nodded again and again, thinking that Mo Cheng is from a medical university, and full of expectations, "We want to send him to the provincial capital to see a doctor..."

"No need," Mo Cheng smiled slightly, "If Auntie is at ease, I can try."

"What auntie?" Uncle Zhang chuckled, "It must be called Second Sister Xiao."

Mo Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, Second Sister-in-law Xiao, I have encountered such patients during my internship in the hospital. Xiao Le's condition is not serious. He is just a little impatient and restless, which is why he is so impulsive."

"Then trouble Cheng Mo." Xiao's mother was also afraid that something would happen on the way to the provincial capital. After all, when someone glanced at Xiao Le, Xiao Le felt that the other party was staring at him. It's not like this happened.

So without Xiao Le's knowledge, he was "handed over" to Mo Cheng by Xiao's mother.

Around noon, Mo Cheng followed the voice and found Xiao Le who was chopping bamboo.

He was very serious when he was working, there was some sweat on his fair cheeks, but his movements were not slow at all.

After Mo Cheng watched quietly for a while, he whistled at Xiao Le.

The sound of cutting bamboo stopped, Xiao Le turned around with a cold face.

"Are you teasing me?"

he said angrily.

Mo Cheng couldn't help smiling, "No, I just wanted to draw your attention."

"Isn't that the same meaning?"

Xiao Le fiercely raised the scimitar, looking very unfriendly.

"Okay, okay," Mo Cheng laughed, "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

After the scimitar was put down, Xiao Le took a sip of water from the water bottle before squinting, "What do you want me for? Do you want to chop bamboo for me?"

Mo Cheng shook his head, "My bamboo is going to be chopped too."

Uncle Zhang’s family has more bamboo than Xiao Le’s, and it was also planted by Uncle Zhang when he was young, but he was the only one in his family before, and he outsourced some of them in previous years.

"Do you know what it means to help each other?"

Xiao Le snorted softly, and pointed to the bamboo grove that he had almost finished cutting, "You help me cut it, and after cutting it, I will cut it for you again, won't it be done?"

"I can help you for five days at most," Mo Cheng glanced at the bamboo forest, "you can help me for at least two months."

Xiao Le choked, and before he could speak, Mo Cheng said, "Forget it, just use your labor to pay for your medicine."

"What did you say?!"

Xiao Le immediately said fiercely.

Mo Cheng then told him what he had said in front of Mama Xiao.

Xiao Le was silent for a while, "If I go to the provincial capital to see a doctor, how much will it cost?"

"Do you have health insurance?"

"Have."

"Then [-] to [-] will be enough."

The corner of Xiao Le's mouth twitched. He cut bamboo for a month and only earned eight or nine thousand.

"Then it's a deal, you can come down and help me chop bamboo."

Xiao Le raised his chin.

"It's getting late now. I'll invite you to my house for dinner. Your sister-in-law won't bring you food today."

Xiao Le: ...

So Uncle Zhang, who was waiting at home, saw Xiao Le walk into the courtyard door with a fierce face, and called himself very fiercely, "Hello, Uncle Zhang!"

This doesn't sound very good, on the contrary: Uncle Zhang, why aren't you dead yet!

Then Xiao Le fetched water and washed his hands and face familiarly.

After he sat down and rested for a while, he saw Mo Cheng slowly returning with a water bottle.

"Slow down!"

Xiao Le was full of anger.

"What's the rush?" Mo Cheng put down his water bottle, "Take your time."

Xiao Le took a deep breath. Seeing that a quarrel was about to start, Uncle Zhang hurriedly said, "Xiao Le, I cooked sausage and bacon. You haven't eaten from Uncle's house yet, have you? Come and try it."

After speaking, he pushed him to the dining table and sat down. Mo Cheng came over after washing his hands, and scooped him a bowl of rice, "Is it enough?"

"One more time."

Xiao Le glanced at the rice bowl and said.

Mo Cheng pressed two more spoonfuls of rice bowls into it, and the rice bowls had piled up to the top.

"enough?"

Mo Cheng asked again, very patiently.

Uncle Zhang didn't bother, Mo Cheng made an agreement with him, no matter whether Xiao Le ordered him around or lost his temper, treat him as a patient and be more tolerant.

So now Xiao Le is a retarded existence in the eyes of Uncle Zhang.

Be more tolerant and caring.

"Just barely."

With a movement of Xiao Le's mouth, the bowl of rice bowls piled up in front of him was gently placed in front of him.

The three of them ate, Uncle Zhang was old and ate slowly, and Mo Cheng was a slow person, so he also ate very slowly.

There was only Xiao Le, who seemed to be chasing the bowl with his head to eat. He ate up a bowl of rice in less than 5 minutes. He directly pushed the empty bowl in front of Mo Cheng, and glanced at the rice steamer with his small eyes. .

add rice.

Mo Cheng put down his bowl and chopsticks, and filled another bowl for Xiao Le.

"Eat more, don't be polite," said Uncle Zhang, who hadn't seen such a delicious meal for a long time, and he had a big appetite.

"You're welcome, I'm not a polite person," Xiao Le replied in a leisurely manner, and finally Xiao Le was satisfied with the two big bowls of top-notch rice.

He didn't help clean up the bowls and chopsticks, he leaned on the chair carelessly and watched the TV. When Mo Cheng came over after packing up, Xiao Le pointed to the kettle next to the TV.

That grandpa's appearance didn't make Mo Cheng feel dissatisfied at all, he even smiled and asked Xiao Le, "I made mint water and tea, what do you want to drink?"

Xiao Le looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly grabbed his water bottle, narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Be honest, do you have plans for me?"

"I'm just taking care of my younger generation." Mo Cheng stretched out his hand with a smile, motioning for him to bring him the water bottle, "After all, I'm your uncle."

These words made Xiao Le's cheeks twitch, he ignored Mo Cheng, looked at Uncle Zhang on the sofa, "Uncle Zhang, where is the peppermint water?"

"On the hearth, in a peony pot."

Uncle Zhang turned back.

Xiao Le held the kettle and went to pour the mint water by himself.

"This kid is quite fun," Uncle Zhang said to Mo Cheng in a low voice.

"He was a cute boy," Mo Cheng said with a smile, as if he liked it very much.

After pouring the mint water, Xiao Le went to the bamboo forest. After walking for a while, he turned his head and saw a man carrying a kettle and a machete outside Uncle Zhang's yard, slowly following behind him.

"Can you hurry up!"

Seeing his procrastination, Xiao Le couldn't help shouting.

The roar echoed several times in the valley.

It made Xiao Le's face turn red, and Mo Cheng put his hands behind his ears, as if he wanted to listen to it a few more times.

Xiao Le was so angry that he quickened his pace. The distance, which was not close at first, became longer in one fell swoop.

Mo Cheng was not surprised when Xiao Le was nowhere to be seen when he looked up. After walking for less than 2 minutes, the sound of chopping bamboo was already heard in the woods.

And the force is very strong, it can be seen that the person who cut the bamboo is very angry.

"Why are you so angry? The world is so beautiful, you should appreciate it quietly and enjoy it slowly."

Mo Cheng shook his head, his footsteps were not as eager as the people in the bamboo forest, but faster.

Working with Mo Cheng, Xiao Le felt that he was going to be pissed off!

This person is really too slow!No wonder he said that it would take at least two months to help him work, but at his working speed, it would not take more than two months?

"Are you doing everything so slowly?"

In the evening, when the two went down the mountain together, Xiao Le couldn't help asking.

He had already drank all the mint water in the kettle, and it didn't weigh much in his hand at this moment.

"Am I slow?"

Don't want Mo Cheng to look over with a puzzled face, "I think I'm very calm, and my working speed is about the same as that of ordinary people."

"almost?"

Xiao Le was so angry that his voice almost screamed.

"I'm working with my brother, and his progress is the same as mine. We don't cut so much in a day!"

"Practice makes perfect. Although I often work part-time, I always do those chores in the city and have never chopped bamboo."

Mo Cheng stretched out his hand, only to see his palms were blistered, but Xiao Le didn't hear him make a sound this afternoon.

"I can barely forgive you," Xiao Le's complexion improved a lot. "Go back and apply some medicine yourself. You are a medical student, so you know what medicine to apply?"

"knew."

Mo Cheng withdrew his hand, looked at Xiao Le with a smile, "Thank you for your concern."

"I care about you?"

Xiao Le turned around directly and gave him a back view, "I am concerned about my bamboo, and I am afraid that you will hold me back and leave."

After speaking, he quickened his pace and crossed the small bridge in a short time.

And Mo Cheng was still on the path, and walked home after about 5 minutes.

"The captain said just now that the medicine from our village has not been dispensed yet, and there is also the brand of the village doctor's office, so we have to order it."

"No need," Mo Cheng pointed to the firewood room, "Just take a piece of wood, write it on it and hang it at the gate of the courtyard."

Simple, easy to use and inexpensive.

"I'll tidy up the side room, and I'll put the medicine on it later," said Uncle Zhang, who didn't feel tired at all. "The captain also said that he had to measure the blood pressure of the old people in the village every month, and he had to make a record. He would go to the town for a meeting in the future." Time to use."

"I know Dad," Mo Cheng said with a smile.

After Xiao Le returned home, he complained all kinds of things to his family, all of which were Mo Cheng.

"It's too slow, too slow! How can there be such a slow person in this world!"

Xiao Le never forgot to complain about each other when eating.

"I think it's okay, he's about the same as a normal person." Xiao's mother didn't think so, "He just has such a temper. If you want to be slow, do you know your aunt's grandson-in-law?"

"do not know."

Xiao Le shook his head.

"I know," Xiao Wei took out his mobile phone, clicked on the small video, and found the eldest cousin he was following, "Look, the person behind the video is the eldest brother-in-law who works."

Xiao Le took the phone, only looked at it for less than a minute, and immediately returned the phone, "This, is this a human or a sloth?"

"Haha," Yu Dan laughed uncontrollably, "I thought the same way when I saw this video for the first time. I felt that everything he did was slowed down."

"Then Mo Cheng doesn't have this or that," Xiao Le suddenly felt that Mo Cheng was pretty good, "Forget it, change it slowly."

"If you like Mo Cheng, play with him more," Xiao Ma tentatively said.

"By the way, Mom, he said to treat me and let me chop bamboo for him, and the medicine will be worth the money."

Xiao Le grilled the rice and said.

Seeing that he was not angry, Xiao Wei and the others looked at each other, and Xiao's mother agreed even more.

"But my shoes." Xiao Le put down the bowl, looked at Xiao Wei, "brother, my shoes."

"Definitely buy it!"

Xiao Wei hurriedly said.

Xiao Le was happy and continued to eat.

"You have to be called uncle in the future," Xiao's mother reminded again when thinking about the issue of seniority.

"uncle?"

Xiao Le pouted, "I was his brother the day before."

After one night, he became his uncle.