This male ghost wants to marry me

Seeing that Mo Liusu didn't move, the man with the scar pulled him to the front of the pile of goods forcibly. Mo Liusu stood at the door with the sack on his shoulders and didn't go out.

The man with the scar yelled, "What are you doing standing there? Do you still want to make money?"

Mo Liusu put down the sack, pointed to the heavy rain outside and said, "It's raining so much outside, we're carrying food, if we get wet by the rain, we won't be able to eat at all."

The scarred man laughed out loud at Mo Liusu's words, and asked, "Then what do you want?"

Mo Liusu said, "Wouldn't it be better to move after the rain stops?"

The man with the scar looked at Mo Liusu with sharp eyes, and then kicked Mo Liusu into the rain.

The heavy rain fell on Mo Liusu's body and soon wet his clothes. Mo Liusu lay on the ground and couldn't recover for a long time. He didn't understand why he was like this.

The man with the scar said mockingly: "Who do you think you are? Do you really think of yourself as the young master of a rich family?"

Mo Liusu said: "It's not about young masters or young masters. If the moldy grain is sold to the common people, the common people will get sick."

The scarred man said again: "Hehe, do you know how many people can't eat now? At this time, who cares if your food is moldy or not, they only care about whether they have enough to eat. Beggars along the street will Eat roadside swill to fill their stomachs."

"There is only so little food in total, and it has to be sent to various places. Do you know how many people will starve to death if you wait a little longer? You are still pretending to me about whether you will get sick or not? Who cares about whether you will get sick before life and death. If you don't want to do it, get out immediately, no one is begging you."

After the man with the scar finished speaking, he walked into the warehouse with a wave of his hands. Mo Liusu sat alone in the rain. The workers who came and went were accustomed to it and were not affected by the rain.

He stood up, picked up the sack just now and walked towards the pier.The man with the scar was right. In this day and age, many people will starve to death because they cannot eat. As long as they can fill their stomachs, who cares whether the food is moldy or not.

Even if he was so hungry, he would probably attack the swill like a beggar.

The rain soaked the rough clothes and rubbed against the injured body through the sack. Those who have never experienced the pain will not know.

The combination of sweat and rain, mixed with Mo Liusu's tears, I am afraid that no one in this world is more useless than himself.

The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, and the road became muddy, which made things worse for Mo Liusu.

When receiving wages in the evening, plus yesterday's account was just two copper coins, Mo Liusu took the money and went home full of joy, when a figure on the side of the road stunned him.

Ling Tian stood in the rain and looked at Mo Liusu, his whole body was soaked, and the rain dripped down his cheeks.

Mo Liusu suddenly became nervous, his body trembling, like a child who is afraid of being reprimanded by his parents.

Dragging his heavy legs, he slowly approached Ling Tian.

Ling Tian was expressionless, Mo Liusu couldn't see what he was thinking at all, and said, "Why are you here..."

"Then why are you here?" The voice came out of Ling Tian's mouth without a trace of warmth.

Mo Liusu explained: "Ziyang, it's not what you think. The tavern isn't that busy today, so I just wanted to come here and make more money."

Ling Tian took Mo Liusu and said as he walked, "Take me to that tavern."

The soreness in his body and being pulled by Ling Tian made Mo Liusu's legs suddenly go limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Ling Tian suddenly broke out and shouted angrily: "Why are you lying to me? If I didn't happen to see you selling paintings, how long are you going to lie to me?"

Mo Liusu stretched out his hand to pull Ling Tian, ​​and said weakly: "I know I shouldn't lie to you, I just don't want you to worry."

Ling Tian squatted down, hugged Mo Liusu and said with a choked voice: "What do you mean you don't want me to worry? Look at yourself, you don't even have the strength to stand up, why are you trying to be brave here? What do you want? How far have you pushed yourself? How much do you want me to suffer? "

There was a sudden warmth on Mo Liusu's shoulders. When she was young, her mother told her that "men don't cry easily", but in the face of real difficulties, even men sometimes can't hold on.

Mo Liusu is Ling Tian's weakness. Seeing his beloved suffer, his heart hurts like a knife. The wobbly Mo Liusu, the Mo Liusu who was pushed into the rain, and the Mo Liusu who stood up and continued to persevere are all under him. in the eyes.

Countless times he wanted to rush over and take Mo Liusu home, but there were so many people present, he couldn't do that.Until now, when everyone around him has left, he has the courage to speak out all the pain in his heart.

Mo Liusu hugged Ling Tian and said, "Don't worry about me. The money here is rich and stable. At worst, I promise you that I won't force myself in the future."

Ling Tian turned around, silently carried Mo Liusu on his back and walked home, all the way silent.

After arriving home, the drenched two really scared Meng Wenyao, she didn't ask any further questions, and went directly to cook two bowls of ginger soup.

Ling Tian went back to the room with Mo Liusu on his back, took off his wet clothes, Ling Tian saw the scratches on Mo Liusu's back, the original wounds were soaked white due to the rain.

Mo Liusu sat by the bed, carefully raised his shoulders, Ling Tian took out the medicinal wine, and carefully wiped the wound on Mo Liusu's body, just like Mo Liusu when he was a child.

The wounds caused by the friction were thin and dense, and the pain caused by the medicinal wine touching his body made Mo Liusu tremble all over.

Ling Tian couldn't help himself, and kissed lightly on the uninjured place, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

How much has this man endured?The pain in his heart can't be described in words. At this moment, Ling Tian wished that Mo Liusu's body was full of scars on himself, not on this thin man.

Ling Tian helped him apply the medicine, then carefully helped him change his clothes, and said, "I'll go with you tomorrow."

Mo Liusu turned around and said, "I can go alone. Aunt Xuan is sick, so there must be a man at home, not to mention that the imperial examination is coming every three years. You can't have any problems at this time."

"Then you don't want to go anymore," he said, and took out a pile of copper coins from his pocket.

Mo Liusu was taken aback at the time, pointed at the money, and asked with trembling hands, "Where did the money... come from?"

Ling Tian put all the money in Mo Liusu's hands and said, "These money is for selling paintings. Do you still remember Boss Sun who came to buy my calligraphy and paintings when I won the exam? I sold all the paintings to him."

"How much did you sell?"

"All."

Hearing Ling Tian said that he would sell all the calligraphy and paintings, Mo Liusu's eyes almost flew out, Ling Tian hurriedly said: "Don't be angry, just listen to me first."

Mo Liusu didn't speak, and quietly listened to Ling Tian's explanation.

"Although these calligraphy and paintings are all my painstaking efforts, they are dead things after all. I can still paint them in the future. When Boss Sun came to collect the calligraphy and paintings, he said that a painting would give ten copper coins. Now I take the initiative to sell them to him. They were worth a lot at that time, but they were worth five copper coins a pair.”

"But you can't sell it all! You should save some!" Mo Liusu complained.

Ling Tian hugged Mo Liusu lightly and said, "If I had known that you would do this kind of work, I would never have kept those calligraphy and paintings until today. To me, you are more important than any calligraphy and painting."

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Mo Liusu hurriedly pushed Ling Tian away, pretending nothing happened.

Meng Wenyao came in with two bowls of ginger soup. Ling Tian took the ginger soup and told her to rest earlier. Meng Wenyao smiled softly, turned around and left.

After drinking the ginger soup, the cold air in his body was swept away just now. Because of his back injury, Mo Liusu had to sleep on his stomach. Ling Tian also followed Mo Liusu when he was a child, and stayed away all night.