Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

, but extremely soft in the hand.

Mo Butou was considered a minor injury, so he rested at home for two days before going to the Yamen again.

That night, I got back 20 taels of silver, "That's a habitual offender, and he's been arrested for a long time."

Xiao Le put away the money, "Before I kept saying that I would treat your brother to dinner, but I was so busy that I forgot about it. I happen to be at home tomorrow, so please invite someone over for dinner."

"Those boys have rough skin and thick flesh. I'll just ask Aunt Li to come over and cook. Don't do anything."

"It's okay, I'm idle on both sides," Xiao Le waved his hands nonchalantly.

That night, after eating this delicious meal, the group of people did not treat Mo Butou very well, but Mo Butou was not happy in his heart. These people were all greedy for his family's food.

No matter what they hinted, Butou Mo didn't say anything about inviting them to dinner, which made them even more greedy.

No, during the season of eating crabs, a boy came here with most of the basket on his back, he was big and fat.

Xiao Le was surprised and delighted, and immediately steamed it, and the three of them had a delicious meal.

With this kid opening his mouth, it didn't take long for someone to bring five plump carp, which was another delicious meal.

These few times, Mo Butou refused to let Xiao Le do it, and made it for them by himself, which made their teeth ache, so they didn't dare to come here so actively again, once a month.

"Uncle..."

On this day, Xiao Yunlan came to look for Xiao Le alone.