Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

Uncle Xiao's face was turning green when his wife pinched the side of his thigh fiercely.

He suppressed the piercing pain, and nodded in humiliation, "Of course you are not bad."

Hearing this, Aunt Xiao let go of her hand in satisfaction, and said to the unaware Xiao Ma and the others with a smile, "Okay, eat and eat, and we've had a good time chatting, so let's go first."

"Come over tomorrow."

Mother Xiao sent the man to the gate of the courtyard and said loudly.

"When did I not come?" Aunt Xiao's hearty voice came.

Xiao Le yawned, "I'm going to bed too."

"Go," Xiao Wei nodded.

Then all the stools and chairs in the yard were moved into the main room.

"What are you pinching me for?"

On the way, Uncle Xiao rubbed his pinched place with a black face and said dissatisfiedly.

"If you don't pinch you, what nonsense are you going to say?"

Aunt Xiao said coldly.

"What's nonsense?" Uncle Xiao's face turned darker, but he couldn't see clearly at night, "I am an uncle, can't I say what I should say?"

Xiao Cheng coughed, "Dad, Xiao Le is soft but not hard. If you point to his nose and talk about his shortcomings, do you believe it or not, he will take off his shoes and hit you in the face."

Uncle Xiao: ...

It's not that the original owner didn't do it when he was a child.

The two daughters-in-law, who were holding their children, smiled when they heard the words, and went home separately when they reached the fork in the road.

Uncle Xiao's small voice reached the ears of the two daughters-in-law, "At least give me some face, the children are watching."

"Your face is worthless long ago."

Just listen to my mother-in-law.

"Li Jiaohua!"

Uncle Xiao roared violently.

"Xiao Tiedaner!"

Aunt Xiao's voice was even more irritable than his.

Hearing the nickname of his own father, Xiao Cheng endured and endured, but he still couldn't help laughing out loud, but was slapped by his parents alone.

The nicknames of the three Xiao brothers are: Xiao Tiedaner, Xiao Tieguner, and Xiao Tiedaoer.

Xiao Le's father's nickname is Tie Guan'er.

Among the three brothers, he is the tallest and the one with the best body.

"You still up?"

After drinking some wine, he felt thirsty not long after sleeping. Uncle Zhang, who got up to drink water, saw that Mo Cheng was still sitting in the main room reading a book, so he said.

"Dad, there's water in the bedside table," Mo Cheng didn't expect him to get up and look for water to drink.

Uncle Zhang patted his head, "I forgot, forget it, it's the same when you go out to drink, and you can drink what's inside later when you want to drink."

He leaned behind Mo Cheng and looked at the book in his hand, he knew some of the words, but after adding them up, it was like a heavenly book.

"This is a medical book," Mo Cheng smiled when he saw his frown.

"Anything on your mind?"

Uncle Zhang sat down and asked softly.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng closed the book, put it away, and looked at Uncle Zhang, "Dad, there is something I don't want to keep from you."

"Tell me," said Uncle Zhang.

Mo Cheng was silent for a moment, then looked directly at Uncle Zhang's loving eyes and said slowly, "I don't like girls."

Uncle Zhang was taken aback.

It took half a day to digest this sentence.

But he has gone through so many things in his life, and having a son to accompany him after this is something that he had never even dared to think about before, and he was mostly shocked, he continued.

"Then you like boys?"

"Ah."

Uncle Zhang was silent again, and Mo Cheng lowered his eyes, followed by silence.

"Then what will you do in the future? When two men are together, there will be no offspring."

Uncle Zhang is more worried about his future life.

Mo Cheng raised his head, smiled and said, "I don't like children, Dad, I'm actually a very cold-blooded person, I don't think I can educate a child well, I'm afraid he will be like me."

So I would rather not.

"Let's do it. Anyway, the future society will be different, and it will definitely get better and better. A bachelor country like you will take care of you."

Those who have no children can go to a place arranged by the state to provide for the elderly when they reach old age.

"Thank you Dad, thank you, for understanding and accepting me."

Mo Cheng held Uncle Zhang's rough hand, lowered his eyes and said.

"In my life, I haven't gotten anything I asked for, but you just showed up and stayed by my side. I'm already very content," Uncle Zhang patted his hand, "You, don't hold things back in the future." In my heart, tell me if you have anything, and we, father and son, will discuss it carefully."

Looking at the wall clock on the wall again, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, so he urged Mo Cheng to go to rest quickly.

The moment he lay on the bed, Mo Cheng had a big smile on his face, this was the most comfortable night he slept.

When working the next day, Xiao Le was baffled by his smiling face from time to time, "Did you find the money?"

"Call me Uncle."

Mo Cheng corrected.

The corner of Xiao Le's mouth twitched, "You found the money, Uncle?"

"No," Mo Cheng shook his head, "But I'm [-] times happier than finding money!"

Xiao Le's eyes lit up, and he leaned over, "Did you win the lottery? Millions or hundreds of thousands? Uncle, you have become a rich man! Lend me some money, so I can buy shoes and wear them?"

Mo Cheng chuckled, pushed him away a little, and raised his hand to poke Xiao Le's cheek, "Borrow money to buy shoes? Is it just so promising?"

"I don't want it either," Xiao Le slapped his hands away, "How about turning our house into a country villa?"

"What else?" Mo Cheng asked very interestedly, and patted the stone next to him, signaling Xiao Le to sit over.

Xiao Le was aroused by the money, and he really sat there, looking very cute.

"Buy another tricycle for my brother, so that he won't go to other people's houses to borrow it all day long."

Xiao Le said loudly.

"Not bad, any more?"

"Give my whole family a large gold chain, the kind that blinds people's eyes, and they will be robbed when they go out."

Mo Cheng laughed when he heard it, and Xiao Le also laughed.

"It can also be kept at home. Gold is very valuable for collection. Is there any more?"

Xiao Le thought about it carefully, "After my niece or nephew is born, if I don't obey, I will beat him with a golden whip."

"Golden whip?"

Mo Cheng looked up to the sky and laughed.

"What are you laughing at? What happened to the golden whip? A filial son is born under the golden whip!"

Xiao Le stared, "What about you, what are you going to do?"

"me?"

After Mo Cheng thought about it carefully, he turned his head and said to Xiao Le, "I have lent it to you. After you spend it for your family, how do you plan to spend it for me?"

"Turn your home into a small villa with two floors, the lower floor receives patients, the upper floor you rest, and I buy you the best medicine in the world..."

After Mo Cheng listened quietly, he suddenly got up, "Forget it, don't dream, I didn't buy a lottery ticket, let's go to work."

"did not buy?"

Xiao Le showed a fierce look again, "Then you let me bara for a long time! I thought you had [-] if you didn't have [-]!"

Mo Cheng suppressed a smile, "Go shopping next time."

"Take me with you!"

"it is good."

A few days later, Xiao's family had finished cutting all the bamboo, and the total income was over [-] yuan.

Xiao Le didn't want a cent, but got the brand-name shoes that Xiao Wei bought for him.

He took a shower, came to Zhang's house happily wearing new shoes, and showed his shoes to Mo Cheng.

"Is it nice?"

"nice."

Mo Cheng nodded, "How much?"

"More than 1000."

Uncle Zhang next to him clicked his tongue. These shoes are not as durable as rubber shoes. Why are they so expensive?

"Do you think that after I put on these shoes, I become more handsome?"

Xiao Le was still chattering.

"how is this possible."

Mo Cheng shook his head.

Xiao Le's face suddenly turned into an old cucumber.

Mo Cheng stared at his old cucumber face and said with a smile, "Your handsomeness cannot be changed by a pair of shoes. You are already handsome, even if you wear straw sandals, you still look great."

Both Uncle Zhang and Xiao Le were shocked.

"You are too good at talking!" Xiao Le sat down beside Mo Cheng, hugging his shoulders with great effort, looking like a good brother, "Uncle! Aren't you resting today? Teach me Taekwondo."

Uncle Zhang glanced at the posture of the two of them, and got up with an unpredictable expression, "I'm going to cook, Xiao Le, do you know if you stay for dinner? Otherwise, I'm not happy."

"Okay, okay," Xiao Le nodded vigorously.

Nowadays, Uncle Zhang doesn't have to worry about the work in the field. Even the pigweed was brought back by Mo Cheng, so he can't sit still, so he takes care of the food.

Mo Cheng pulled Xiao Le's hand from his shoulder, but did not let go, but touched it along his wrist.

The itchy feeling hit Xiao Le at once, his face was a little red, and he stammered, "You, what are you doing?"

"Mogu," Mo Cheng looked at him seriously, "I have to see which training method is suitable for your muscles and bones."

Xiao Le cooperated on the surface, but scolded the dog man in his heart.

He didn't go too far, he just touched Xiao Le's two arms, "It's okay, come, go over there."

Mo Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Xiao Le walked into the yard, facing the gate of the main room.

"Okay, let's squat."

"What the hell?"

Xiao Le quit, and immediately rushed up to argue with him, "Is there anyone who has learned Taekwondo and horse stance?"

"You have to be strong."

As soon as Mo Cheng shook his hand, the muscles in his arms came out, "If you have the strength to learn from the basics, then you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Really?"

Xiao Le said suspiciously.

"What did I lie to you for? You call me uncle, can I lie to you?"

Xiao Le reluctantly believed it, walked to the original position and squatted on horseback.

And Mo Cheng got up to go to the kitchen, and when he came out, he had an extra stick in his hand.

Xiao Le said angrily, "Don't take this opportunity to take revenge on me!"

"What are you thinking?" Mo Cheng laughed, shaking the stick in his hand slightly, "I just use the stick to correct your standing posture."

As he said that, the wooden stick lightly touched Xiao Le's thigh, "Press down another two minutes."

Xiao Le complied.

Then Mo Cheng came to him, lifted his chin with a wooden stick, "You can't put your head in your mouth."

Xiao Le raised his head.

Mo Cheng walked behind him, and the wooden stick touched his shoulder.

"Stretched."

Xiao Le, whose legs were already trembling, gritted his teeth and followed suit.

"Perseverance, persistence is victory," Mo Cheng's laughing voice made Xiao Le feel ashamed even if he wanted to give up, so he carried it.

My legs are starting to get sore.

At this moment, Mo Cheng touched his back with a wooden stick, "Straighten up."

Xiao Le straightened his body with great effort, not to mention how uncomfortable he was all over.

Just when he couldn't hold on anymore, the wooden stick suddenly poked his soft buttocks.

Xiao Le jumped up like a fried chicken.