What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

After walking a certain distance to make sure that Nanyue couldn't hear them, Jingmo dared to ask, "Who is this person..."

"It's the elder brother of Nanqi's family, named Nanyue."

Jing Mo saw that he didn't look like he was dressed like a farmer's family could afford: "You just said that he came back from the town and married into the town?"

"Yeah." Fifth Uncle turned his head to look at him and asked, "Did you see him?"

Men, there are always various reasons to make some harmless jokes... No wonder, Jing Mo hurriedly said: "No, no, I don't like this hanging."

Uncle Wu became a little interested: "Then which one do you like?"

Jing Mo didn't answer, just said: "Nan Yuesheng is too gorgeous."

Uncle Wu nodded: "At that time, his husband's family also felt the same way. Originally, his husband's family had taken a fancy to Xing Xing and sent someone to mention it, but Xing Xing couldn't worry about me, so he refused. After all, Xing Xing has not yet It's all because I dragged him down."

Jing Mo, who was suddenly exposed: "!!! Really?"

Uncle Wu laughed and said, "What's that expression on your face? My Xing Xing looks good, has a good temper, is filial, and earns money, so many people like it."

It's all about the fact that "...yes."

Uncle Wu sighed: "I am an old bone, sooner or later I will leave the stars. I hope that before I leave, I can see the stars and find my lover, and be happy."

"There will be." Jing Mo said dryly.

Uncle Wu smiled, perhaps it was rare for someone to let him say these words, so he said a little more today: "His father told me before he left that if Xingxing should marry someone he likes, then I have to Help him look at it, and find someone who will treat him wholeheartedly."

"...should be."

Uncle Wu said: "Speaking of it, the eldest son of Li Ji's groceries was a good choice at that time, and I wouldn't let Xingxing delay until this age."

"Li Ji groceries?"

"It's Nanyue's husband's family. There is only one son in the family. He is very arrogant. He has raised a good son into a dude. If Xing Xing is really married to such a person, I am not at ease."

As for why the Li family married Nan Qi's family later, there may be some stories in the middle.

Thinking of Nan Yue's attractive face, Jing Mo felt that he might have guessed the general idea.

"Fifth Uncle, Nanyue and Brother Xing are not dealing with each other?"

"See?" Fifth Uncle said slowly: "It's not that they didn't deal with it, but their father, that is, my elder brother who died young and Nanyue's father, because of something I forgot, Anyway, it was the feud I made when I was young, which led to the continuation of the younger generation."

Having said that, Jing Mo knew he had guessed right.

"So the Li family chose Nanyue again, did Nanyue do it on purpose?"

Uncle Wu sighed: "After you live for a long time, you can hear some of the past. I don't know the specific situation. On that day, Xing Xing refused the matchmaker's offer of marriage, so the Li family didn't say anything, but later heard that the Li family The young master and Nanyue got close, and it didn't take long for the good news to come. There were indeed some gossips at that time. Although Xingxing and Nanyue had a feud, it was not a major enmity between life and death. And, so no one knows what happened back then, except the person involved.”

"I understand." The fifth uncle was upright and upright, he didn't care about the younger generation, and he didn't bother to add insult to injury.

No wonder Nan Yue didn't like Nan Xing so much, she had to greet Fifth Uncle respectfully when she saw her, and she didn't dare to speak when she was bullied.

In a few words, he also arrived at the door of Fifth Uncle's house. When he was about to enter, he told Jing Mo: "What I said to you today, you must not tell Xing Xing."

"Why?"

Uncle Wu smiled and said, "Xing Xing is shy."

"..." Nan Xing would be shy?

Jing Mo suddenly wanted to read it.

With this in mind, he went back to his home.

As soon as he turned the corner, he saw a young man squatting under the gate of his house.

A ox cart was parked in the shade a few meters away.

The young man looked familiar, and Jing Mo remembered that he was a blacksmith.

Jing Mo hurried up: "Sorry, I went out to grind the rice bran, and I forgot that you were coming."

The young man had actually been waiting for more than half an hour. It was a dry and hot day, and he was already impatient.

If he wasn't afraid of ruining his master's reputation, he would have driven the cattle back to town long ago.

But Jing Mo has a good attitude of admitting mistakes, and he is not easy to get angry, but his tone is a bit complaining: "It doesn't matter if you say I wait, it is my cow, which has been in the sun for more than half an hour. If it gets sick, my master will have to kill me .”

It was indeed his own negligence that caused people to wait for a long time, Jing Mo had nothing to say: "Come in and have a glass of water." He put down the basket, took out the key and opened the door.

The young man hasn't got the travel expenses yet, which was rewarded by his master, so he can only go in, and after waiting for so long, he is indeed thirsty.

"Okay, let me bring in the hoe first, and you can check it."

The young man went to bring the ox cart over, and at the gate of the courtyard, carried the farm tools bought by Jing Mo into the courtyard in batches.

Jing Mo first went to put the rice bran powder into the utility room, and then checked the quantity after the young people had finished moving.

After there was no problem, he was not in a hurry to move. He took the person to the living room to sit down, poured tea for him, and asked, "How much is the travel fare?"

The young man looked at his house and saw that his family was impoverished, and his tone lost respect: "Four pennies."

Of course, Jing Mo could sense the change in the other party's tone, and naturally he wouldn't care about insignificant people. He took out seven or eight copper coins from his purse, and was in no hurry to give them to the apprentice: "The pastry shop in the town can send goods?"

There is only one pastry shop in Wuyang Town, and the apprentices are from the same town, so they naturally know it well.

"Send it away, but it's a bit far from the town to Nanhe Village, so we don't usually send it away."

How could Jing Mo not understand: "Please tell the owner of the pastry shop to send me ten catties of cakes and two catties of crisp candies tomorrow morning."

This is a big deal, the young man's eyes are bright, he made this trip, if Boss Xu believed it, he would give him a reward.

And it can't be seen that this person is actually a rich man with money to earn, so the young man is naturally positive: "You have a seal or something, I'm afraid Boss Xu will think I'm deceiving him."

Jing Mo pointed to his own head: "Tell him about my appearance, and he will understand." Showing off this iconic short hair, how could the little boy not know?

Even the butcher shop owner remembered him clearly, not to mention the boss Xu who had a conversation with him.

After Jing Mo finished his orders, he handed him the copper plate in his hand: "Please take this trip."

The young man took it and glanced at it. There were four more, not to mention how happy he was, and the resentment towards Jing Mo disappeared immediately.

The tone became more cheerful: "What time are you here tomorrow?"

"They're all there. If you don't see me when you come, I'm at the foot of Yuluo Mountain. You can find me there. It's not far from here. Don't worry."

"Okay, I will definitely bring it with me. I will tell Boss Xu to send it over in the morning. If he doesn't come, I won't send it."

"can."

The young man drank the cold water in his glass and got up to say goodbye.

Jing Mo sent him out.

After sending the young man away, Jing Mo left behind the saw and put all the remaining farm tools in the utility room.

While it was still early, I first sawed the pine tree that was cut down yesterday.

The sawtooth has been sharpened, glowing coldly.

Jing Mo found a low wooden stool, turned it upside down, with the seat facing down and the legs facing up, dragged a pine tree, and put it on top of the wooden stool, and compared the length of the wooden section, with his right leg pressed against the pine tree. On the wood, set up a posture and start sawing.

For this kind of thing, if the posture is wrong, it will easily tire the waist. After Jingmo pulled for a while, the sawtooth got stuck.

"..." He checked, and it turned out that the position was off, so he had to pull out the saw and start again facing the hole.

After grinding for more than a quarter of an hour, Jing Mo finally understood how to operate the most convenient and labor-saving operation. For a while, there was only the sound of sawing wood in the yard.

The three pine trees were divided into pieces of similar size by him, and it took him more than half an hour to saw them all.

Jing Mo straightened his sore waist and let out a long sigh.

It's so laborious, it's better to find someone to do it.

Tiredness made him want to lie down again. Looking at the piled wood sections, Jing Mo didn't have the slightest idea of ​​chopping firewood by himself.

My hands are numb, and my arms and waist are tired and sore.

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