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The middle-aged man looked at Ji Mo with a frown, his face full of distaste, and Ji Mo also noticed it, and quickly said, "I can do many things."

The voice is small and thin, as if trying to persuade others to accept themselves.

"Fart, don't die here and ask me to bury you!"

The middle-aged man didn't feel sorry for Ji Mo at all. After saying this, he spat on the ground again, spit out phlegm, rubbed the soles of his shoes, stood up, and was about to go into the house.

Ji Mo was a little helpless, looking at his back, hesitating in his heart, should he follow or not?

"What are you doing in a daze, follow up!"

The middle-aged man took a few steps and found that Ji Mo hadn't followed him. He turned to look at him and scolded him. That was really rude.

"Oh, here I come."

Ji Mo responded, in a hurry, choked on his own saliva, and coughed twice. When he coughed, his body swayed, as if he couldn't stand steadily.

All in all, the situation looks worrisome.

"Okay, don't move, find a place to sit."

The middle-aged man said impatiently, and went into the house on his own, and when he came out after a while, he gave Ji Mo half a steamed bun, and said simply: "Eat."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Ji Mo pursed his lips, wanting to say that he had eaten it, but when he took it, he was automatically hungry, and he didn't make any further excuses. He put the steamed bun to his mouth and started to eat it.

After that, the two didn't talk anymore, the middle-aged man sat back to his original position, as if he had forgotten him, stayed for a while, hummed some little tune, presumably dozed off, yawned and walked into the house , didn't even glance at Ji Mo.

Ji Mo looked at him eagerly, thinking that he had been forgotten, when he heard the other party say: "There is water in the jug, drink it yourself when you are thirsty, sleep when you are sleepy, put stones there, I don't believe you The kid is so good at home!"

When the voice fell, the middle-aged man had already entered the room and was out of sight. Ji Mo was in a daze when he heard it. What does this mean?

Where is he not good enough?

He didn't ask, and responded with a muffled voice. The middle-aged man was not in the yard, so Ji Mo started his activities slowly, drinking water, sweeping the floor, his movements were not fast, but slowly, he was able to do some things, just killing time. .

When the middle-aged man woke up, he saw the tidy yard outside, and the chickens and ducks that had been driven back into the cages. He didn't say anything. When cooking the porridge, he threw a handful of rice into the pot and made it for Ji Mo. Bowl, let him eat at the table.

After it got dark at night, the middle-aged man was dressed neatly, in a straw hat and a coir raincoat, and was about to go out with something on his body.

Ji Mo looked at him, looking forward to Ai Ai, as if he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

"Sleep there when you're sleepy, don't follow me."

The middle-aged man said this, and went out with the lamp in hand. The night wind was a bit strong, and the lantern was shaking, as if it was about to fall over and ignite spontaneously at any moment.

"okay."

Ji Mo responded, but still followed to the door, watching the middle-aged man go out, the other man walked quite big, and in a blink of an eye, the swaying lamp seemed to be floating in the wind, and the shadow of the middle-aged man could hardly be seen, strangely frightening.

[Main task: Gravekeeper. 】

[Current progress: Ge Shan (Master) - not completed. 】

"Gravekeeper, is he always living next to the tomb? Sure enough, it's possible here!"

Ji Mo had heard about burials when he was young. In the ancient world, people had to be buried when they died. The major events of life and death were either lively or tragic. At home, it is not impossible to hear the movement outside the courtyard wall.

Through these movements, he was able to judge some things, such as how big the village was, how many households there were in the village, what kind of families they were, and where and in what direction the village's tombs were located.

When the scumbag father is not at home, he tries his best to "eavesdrop" on the movement outside, so as to make a judgment. It is basically unnecessary to listen to the words of the family members, because they don't say anything important, and the parents gossip. , but also a certain judgment value, you can roughly guess which family is better, and can be more sympathetic to the poor and the weak.

It was through the collection, speculation, and sorting of this information that Ji Mo finally found a way out of his predicament. Of course, this was also due to his extraordinary talent. He was able to clearly explain his situation in words, and at the same time calculated people's biases to find the most beneficial way. own situation.

It's complicated to say, but it's very simple to find the right person. Use crying and scars in exchange for other people's attention, and then turn this attention into more practical benefits. The purpose of wanting to live is not only achieved He even made it to the home of the tomb keeper.

The rest is to apprentice.

However, there needs to be an opportunity, otherwise, why would you be able to accept it as soon as you come up to be an apprentice?Is it appropriate for you to learn from a teacher before you show off your skills?

Although they are of the same family, they are no different from strangers who have never met before. It is impossible for Ji Mo's situation to be instigated by his parents at home. Besides, Ji Mo has never noticed this kind of errand before. In ancient times, was it popular or derogatory?

If you don't do it well, it's like a secret casting of a pearl. If you praise and flatter others, the other party will think you are mocking or even ironic.

At this time, I have to feel the lack of information. Even if they are all from the same clan, even if they are from the same village, few people mentioned the term "gravekeeper". The young man called the middle-aged man "fifth uncle". They don't call each other by their names at all, so...

Ji Mo was a little tangled, but fortunately, he was sure that this "clan" was all surnamed "Ge", that is to say, the possibility that the middle-aged man was Ge Shan was very high.

Wait and see if possible.

Thinking this way, Ji Mo glanced outside again calmly, turned around, and spread out his bedroll. This is a piece that the middle-aged man took from his bed for him. It is not thick, but it is also thick. It is enough to pay attention to it. Ji Mo is small now, so he can’t use it so big. If he folds it a little bit, it will be double-layered, and the thickness is enough. If you don’t pay attention to it, you can use half of it directly as a quilt.

Lying on such a "soft" place, Ji Mo was so comfortable that he almost sighed. In this life, he was only able to sleep peacefully when he was a child. Afterwards, there really was not a single day when he was not free from suffering, most likely he would still be injured.

Forget it, it's all over, let's not talk about it.

Ji Mo was a light sleeper. When the middle-aged man came back in the middle of the night, Ji Mo heard something. He opened his eyes and looked. He took off his clothes and shoes, turned on the lamp, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep in a short time.

After a while, there was a snoring sound, which was so loud... Ji Mo was already asleep, but when he heard this sound, he couldn't fall asleep again, turned over a few times, and then continued to sleep.

When Ji Mo woke up in the morning, the sky had already been bright for a long time, and he hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time. Ji Mo hadn't realized it for a while. When he saw the middle-aged man still sleeping on the bed not far away, he didn't know what he should do. It's time to get up.

Look at the weather outside. There is plenty of sunshine. In this kind of weather, the bedding should be taken out to dry in the sun.

Ji Mo thought this way, but didn't move, the mattress was too heavy, he couldn't move it, and if he wanted to trouble a man, he didn't seem to have the face.

Dallying, dawdling, I was hungry, so I had to get up, quietly went to the kitchen, prepared to cook some food, not only for myself, but also for the middle-aged man, to show off my ability, how can I Don't let people think that they are eating for free.

Ji Mo's current family is really troublesome. There is no shortage of scumbag father and stepmother. They will definitely not pay Ji Mo for living expenses and foster care. Of course, no family in the family is willing to pay this money, so he was forced to Hurriedly throwing the middle-aged man here, he must be letting the other party take full responsibility.

Although raising a child, Ji Mo knows that he will not spend a lot of money, but when a middle-aged man thinks about it, it is somewhat troublesome. So, in order to make the other party more accepting, don't feel that you are at a disadvantage. Ji Mo thinks that he should Show some value.

The middle-aged man woke up smelling the smell of rice. The moment he just woke up, he was a little confused. Where did the smell of rice come from?He thought it was the fire on the stove that had burned the steamed buns next to him, so he got up in a hurry, and he saw the slow-moving child picking things up bit by bit, and at the same time, there was a steaming bun on the stove. porridge and steamed buns.

Didn't ask much, didn't say much, took a look, went back to get dressed, put on the shoes, and came out again, there was already a not-so-rich meal on the dinner table.

There was no food, the middle-aged man glanced at it, took a bowl to fish some pickled vegetables from the jar in the corner, and ate with these, saving a lot of work.

The two finished their meal in silence. The middle-aged man didn't speak, and Ji Mo didn't know what to say. After the meal, Ji Mo had to clean up the dishes, but the middle-aged man didn't stop him, watching him scoop out of the jar with a brick on his back. Washing the dishes with water, although the movements were slow, they were methodical and did not interfere.

When Ji Mo finished packing and turned back to the house, the middle-aged man was already waiting for him, "Come here and let me have a look."

"it is good."

Ji Mo responded and stepped forward.

The middle-aged man waited for him to come to his side, stretched out his hand, and dismounted Ji Mo's joints. Due to habitual dislocation, this level of pain is not a very sad thing for Ji Mo, he was surprised , Seeing the middle-aged man put it on him again, he didn't know whether to ask or thank him, he moved his lips but didn't make a sound.

After checking it again, the middle-aged man muttered, "He's really a born rat."

Ji Mo pursed his lips, is this scolding him?

Before he could react, the middle-aged man took off his arm again, raised his chin, "Self-care."

Ji Mo let out an "oh", and connected the joints unhurriedly. If he hadn't known some medical skills, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to make it this far, and his arms and legs would be removed at every turn. He is really I have become a skilled worker, and if I go out in the future, I will definitely have a full level of orthopedics!