Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

The autumn wind was cool, and Xiao Le was standing by the side of the street, watching the decoration of the new shop while waiting for Teacher Mo there.

Not to mention that even with a shirt inside and a coat outside, it was still a bit cold in the evening.

Xiao Le pulled his clothes, and Teacher Mo was half an hour late, which had never happened before.

It won't happen, will it?

Xiao Le frowned slightly, and when he was thinking of going to the restaurant opposite to ride his bicycle to school, a brand new black car slowly stopped in front of him, and when the window opened, Teacher Mo's handsome face was revealed.

"I've been waiting for a long time." He opened the car door and got out of the car, dragged Xiao Le, who was a little dazed, to the other side, opened the car door himself, and invited him in.

Xiao Le got in, and the car started to drive forward, before he realized, "You're half an hour late, you just went to buy a car?"

"Well, it's delayed." Teacher Mo frowned. "There was no problem with the originally planned time, but it took a little time to choose a car."

"How did you buy a new car?"

Xiao Le's focus is here.

"It's cold, and it's uncomfortable to sit on a motorcycle." Teacher Mo smiled sideways, "I will drive this car to pick you up in the future."

The corners of Xiao Le's mouth couldn't stop rising, "Isn't this car cheap?"

"Fortunately," Teacher Mo said again, "you took the time to take the driver's license test, and it will be convenient for you to drive in the future."

"Then I'll take advantage of it. All I need is a driver's license, and I'll have a car to drive." Xiao Le took off his bag, put his back on the back seat, and said comfortably, leaning on the chair.

"No, it's me who took advantage."

Teacher Mo said very seriously.

Xiao Le chuckled, watched them walking out of the city, and asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?"

"Don't you want to eat the firewood chicken in Wei County? Go now, it only takes four to ten minutes to drive, you go to sleep first, and I will call you when we arrive."

With that said, Teacher Mo handed over his coat to Xiao Le.

Xiao Le took the hand, put it on his body, lowered the chair a bit, made it comfortable, and fell asleep peacefully.

In less than 10 minutes, Teacher Mo heard even breathing from the side.

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to shake Xiao Le's exposed half hand, and then concentrated on driving.

The popularity of this chai turkey is second only to the reputation of their happy restaurant.

Most people who come to Happiness Restaurant and fail to catch up with the meal time will go to the firewood chicken.

When they arrived, there was one table left, by the river.

"This firewood chicken has enough personality."

Xiao Le looked at the... table in front of them?Or a table stove.

It's just a table with a hole in the middle, and a stove hole made of bricks underneath, and a piece of wood is burning inside.

They went to the chicken pen to choose the chicken, and the guys killed the chicken in front of them, leaving the blood and offal of the chicken aside, waiting to be put into the pot later.

Chop the chicken into pieces, and burn the oil as soon as the pot is hot. When the spices are poured into the hot pot, there is a sizzling sound, and Teacher Mo pulls Xiao Le behind him. The heat and oily smoke are a little loud.

After finally cooking it, the two of them just sat in front of the hot stove, waiting for the firewood chicken to finish.

"This day," Teacher Mo tilted his head and looked at the burning wood below, "it's quite comfortable, but in summer, it's a bit uncomfortable."

"Maybe it will be directly served in the pot in summer, instead of like now?"

At this time, two-thirds of the firewood chicken has been stewed, and the guests are eating, while one-third, such as Xiao Le and the others, still have to wait for a while.

Xiao Le smelled the fragrance in the air and couldn't take it any longer, so he said to Teacher Mo, "Let's have some snacks first?"

"Okay," Teacher Mo hurriedly called the waiter, and ordered brown sugar glutinous rice cakes and small steamed buns.

When the brown sugar glutinous rice cake is hot, it is soft and delicious, sweet and soft, and the taste is very good.

But when it’s cold, it’s a bit hard to chew, and it’s raw and cold, so this thing can only be digested when it’s warm.

The small steamed buns are very soft and chubby, and when you pinch them, they will become a big hole.

After Xiao Le played for a while, he tore a little and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet smell of the steamed bun made him squint his eyes, and nodded to Teacher Mo who was looking at him, "This steamed bun is delicious!"

"Don't eat too much." Teacher Mo glanced at the pot, "You have to save some stomach for firewood chicken."

"Yeah," Xiao Le nodded, but he didn't let go of those steamed buns.

Don't rush this firewood chicken, you have to be patient, the softer it is, the better it tastes.

Because they had to drive, the two didn't drink. After eating the firewood chicken, the two took a walk by the village and went back.

On the way back, Mr. Mo talked about the license plate, but before he finished talking, the person next to him fell asleep.

Xiao Le is a little tired these two days.

Teacher Mo parked the car downstairs, bent down to pick up Xiao Le, and went upstairs directly.

When he carefully placed Xiao Le on the bed, Xiao Le opened his eyes in a daze, held Teacher Mo's face, leaned over and kissed him, "Are you there?"

"We're here, go to sleep," Teacher Mo hugged him with a smile, and the two fell on the bed. Xiao Le burrowed into his arms, and soon fell asleep again.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, Xiao Le was awakened by the sound of water in the bathroom. He yawned, rubbed his eyes and sat up. The door was ajar, and the light in the living room was tilted to come in.

Xiao Le was not surprised that he was at Mr. Mo's house, and he was still sleeping on Mr. Mo's bed. He got out of bed, put on the slippers Mr. Mo put beside the bed, opened the door, and the light in the living room made him cover his eyes.

Teacher Mo was taking a bath, Xiao Le didn't disturb him, but went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water. It was a bit cold, but very comfortable.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Teacher Mo with his upper body bare and his lower body wrapped in a bath towel, looking at him in surprise, "How do you drink cold water?"

"It's hot." Xiao Le glanced at Teacher Mo's chest a few times, "Mr. Mo, do you actually have chest muscles?"

And the abs.

Teacher Mo coughed, "Exercise occasionally, don't go to sleep."

"Wait for you."

Xiao Le put down the water and looked at Teacher Mo with a smile.

After staring at him for a while, Teacher Mo stepped forward and grabbed the back of his head, kissing him deeply...

"Your head teacher asked for sick leave today, so today's three math classes, two English classes, and one self-study class."

In the first class, just as the bell rang, the English teacher didn't leave. Instead, he calmly took a sip of water and said to the students who were about to go out to relax.

"Is Lao Ban sick?"

Li Yan couldn't believe his ears.

"No way, with the old class's physique, even if there is a car accident, he can still get up and go to class."

His words at the same table were even harsher.

Xiao Ting and the others were also discussing.

"Old Ban won't be mad at us, right?"

"No, I've never seen him angry. He seems to be so fierce all the time."

The director also wondered, this teacher Mo has never asked for leave, let alone sick leave.

"When our teachers were active, Mr. Mo could beat eight by himself. How could he get sick?"

A biology teacher couldn't help but said, "Mr. Mo is also a human being, and he eats whole grains. How can he not get sick if he eats whole grains? Isn't it?"

This also makes sense.

And Mr. Mo, who was worried (questioned) by everyone, just came back from the Happy Restaurant.

He went to ask Xiao Le for leave. He didn't say that Xiao Le was unwell, but that Xiao Le did the questions too late last night and couldn't get up now.

Xiao Le was sleeping soundly under the quilt. Teacher Mo came to the bedside lightly and looked down before closing the door and making breakfast.

He cooked some porridge, and when Xiao Le woke up, the porridge was served.

"I don't want porridge."

Xiao Le glanced at him with some disgust.

"Drink the porridge first, and I'll take you to eat delicious food in two days," Teacher Mo rubbed his head with soft eyes, "For example, the barbecue in Li County, the skewers in Yu County, and the pigs in Lou County cake."

The more Xiao Le heard it, the more he wanted to eat it.

After obediently drinking the porridge, he lay on the sofa and enjoyed Teacher Mo's massage.

"Is the strength appropriate?"

Listening to his humming, Teacher Mo couldn't help asking with a smile.

"It's okay," Xiao Le nodded, "It can be heavier."

"Okay," Teacher Mo always obeyed.

It was already evening when I left Teacher Mo's house.

The two went out for a walk and went to a restaurant to sit down.

Zhang Sanyu persuaded earnestly, "Don't ignore your health just because you are studying, let's not rush, take your time, look at you, I haven't seen you for a day, you are a little unsteady when you walk."

Xiao Le with a blushing face: ...

Mr. Mo, who was pouring water for Xiao Le, coughed and echoed, "Yeah, I said that it's enough to do it once. He insists on doing it a few more times, so that he can remember it better."

Xiao Le almost splashed water on his face, "No way!"

Xiao Wu listened with admiration, "It's so demanding to do the questions, brother Le, it's strange that you can't pass the exam."

"Thank you for your kind words," Xiao Le couldn't laugh or cry.

The boss was looking here and there in the shop being renovated across the street, and when he saw Xiao Le opposite, he came over immediately.

"Do you want to rest again?"

said the boss.

"No, you can go to work tomorrow."

Xiao Le said.

"Your sister was still worried when she went back," the boss heaved a sigh of relief, "I also feel that you have been tired recently, so if you take another day off tomorrow, you can't make enough money. Besides, the decoration of my new store, customers Most of them know about it, so the number of customers has decreased in the past two days.”

Since the boss asked him to rest, Xiao Le naturally wanted to rest.

After hearing this, Teacher Mo called the director's house directly after returning home and asked for another day off.

Li Yan was dumbfounded when he heard it, and when he hung up the phone, Li Yan stroked his chin and said, "I heard Lao Ban's voice, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Yes," the director was also puzzled, "What's wrong with Mr. Mo?"

Thinking of what the classmates predicted, Li Yanqing coughed and said very reasonably, "I know, the old class fell in love recently, maybe the partner broke up with him! How can the old class bear it? So it must be staying at home to heal the wound .”

"Teacher Mo is in love? When did it happen?"

Director Li was shocked.

Li Yan glanced at him with some disgust, "My God, you are still colleagues, and you don't care about your colleagues? It's been a long time."

"is it?"

Director Li clapped his hands, "No wonder I introduced your third aunt to him before, but he didn't do it."

"You introduce the third aunt to the old class?"

The corner of Li Yan's mouth twitched violently when he thought of his third aunt who would beat up when she disagreed with her.

"That's not it," Director Li touched his nose uncomfortably, "Mr. Mo has a good physique, can he resist beating?"

Li Yan: ...