The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 1101 This baby is still a child

Cui Qingrou pursed her lips and favored her fiancé seriously: "Your father didn't beat you to punish you, but to change the way to let you know that beating can't really solve the problem! In the future, if you encounter bullies again, If you want to make friends with people who have passed you, you should find a way to be friends with them and see if it works first."

Zhen'er nodded and continued to climb up the pole: "Then what if my father beats me indiscriminately next time?"

Cui Qingrou saw through Zhen'er's "little trick" at a glance, tapped his forehead and said: "Next time your father hits you, you should reason with your father, and your father will be embarrassed to be unreasonable! If If your father still beats you, tell your aunt and she will give it to you..."

 At this point, Cui Qingrou suddenly realized that she had said it, and she suddenly stopped talking.

Zhen'er didn't notice anything. She raised her chin and glanced at her father proudly: Look, your wife is on my side!

Facing the provocation from his youngest son, Mo Qingze fell into deep introspection: The slap just now seemed to have been taken too lightly!

At this time, Mo Yan, who had been standing outside the main hall for a long time, walked in, looked at Zhen'er who was still playing tricks with Cui Qingrou, and joked: "I usually claim that I am a man, but now if I feel a little wronged, I will complain." ”

Zhen'er's face turned red, and she puffed out her chest and said, "It's dad who's wrong, why don't you let me tell you?"

Mo Yan ignored him and stepped forward to give a junior salute to Cui Qingrou, who had already stood up: "Aunt Cui is well."

Cui Qingrou stepped forward, helped Mo Yan up personally, and said softly: "Yan'er, there is no need to be polite. When it comes down to it, I have to salute you."

 Mo Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, not caring about the overly affectionate name "Yan'er", she just smiled and said: "Identity is only for outsiders to see. Aunt Cui is an elder, so this courtesy cannot be discarded."

When Cui Qingrou heard this, a blush appeared on her cheeks. She was obviously happy that Mo Yan considered her "one of her own", but also a little embarrassed.

There were a lot of things going on in the kitchen. Mo Yan stayed there for a while and then went back to the kitchen to do some work. Cui Qingrou couldn't sit still and asked for help, but Mo Yan persuaded her to stop. It was rude to let guests into the kitchen, and Cui Qingrou was a very arrogant young lady. If she really allowed her to help, it might be a disservice.

Mo Yan walked into the kitchen and saw that Aunt Sun had boiled the water. She quickly put the game she had brought in to boil. Xiao Ruiyuan came in as soon as he picked up the cooked mutton and put it into the reserved cold water. It was ready to be cut when it was cool outside and hot inside.

"Why did you come in? The smell in here is a bit strong, get out quickly." Mo Yan's hands were all oily and she used her elbow to push Xiao Ruiyuan out. This place was full of the fishy smell of game. If she hadn't been used to it from frequent contact, she would probably vomit. .

Xiao Ruiyuan's nose twitched and he frowned at the red and white meat on the chopping board: "If you don't like it, don't cook it. I'll find a cook for you."

Knowing that the man had misunderstood, Mo Yan continued to cook the game and said with a smile: "Who said I don't like it anymore? Seeing that you like to eat the food I cooked will give me a sense of accomplishment and happiness."

Xiao Ruiyuan's expression softened, and he reached out to take the sieve in Mo Yan's hand: "I'll do it, you go cut the meat, otherwise it will be cold."

This was not Xiao Ruiyuan's first time helping in the kitchen. Mo Yan let go of the fence, followed his advice, picked up the chopping board and knife, picked up the meat from the cold water and cut it on the chopping board.

　　One of the two of them was facing the stove and the other was facing the chopping board, but their back views were unexpectedly harmonious. Seeing Xiao Ruiyuan's sword-wielding hand scooping and putting meat neatly, Aunt Sun, who was sitting under the stove to light the fire, rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't dazzled and didn't know what to say.

 Not long after, Xin'er and Sheng'er also came in. Seeing that the two of them seemed to be in a bad mood, Mo Yan thought about it and almost guessed why it was like this. She originally wanted to ask, but now that Aunt Sun was present, it was not good-looking, so she had to hold back and let them help clean the corner. Stacked vegetables.

With three more people, things get done much faster. Before the Liu family and the Han family arrived, all the cleaning and cleaning things were done. After Mo Yan mixed the soup to be stewed and put it on the stove to simmer, he told Aunt Sun to watch the fire and took Xiao Ruiyuan and the others out of the kitchen.

"The smell on the clothes is a bit strong. I have to change my clothes first. You two should come with me, so as not to be rude in front of the guests later." Mo Yan greeted the two sisters and was about to turn around and go to the backyard. , the arm was held by a pair of big hands.

Xiao Ruiyuan stared at Mo Yan faintly and said dullly: "The smell on my clothes is a bit heavy too." So he had to change clothes.

The corners of Mo Yan's lips twitched slightly, and she caught sight of two younger sisters snickering from the corner of her eye. Her cheeks heated up and she glared at someone who was feeling aggrieved: "With your face, who dares to get close to you if you stand there?" If you don't get close, you will naturally come close. There is no smell anymore.

 Xiao Ruiyuan remained silent, but did not let go of his hand.

Mo Yan rolled her eyes and said, "Then you come with us. I'll look for my father to see if he has any unworn clothes and get you a set."

 Xiao Ruiyuan coughed slightly, his eyes wandering: "No, I have clothes with me."

Mo Yan was speechless. It seemed that this guy really didn't regard himself as an outsider. He even prepared a change of clothes. Is he so sure that his future father-in-law would let him stay overnight?

Xiao Ruiyuan seemed to see what Mo Yan was thinking, and the slightly curved corners of his lips revealed his little thoughts. He was really not sure that his father-in-law would allow him to stay overnight, but what if he was drunk and didn't even know the road?

Mo Yan took the first child and the second child to the backyard, and first went to his father's house. Opening the closet, she quickly found a new set of clothes.

 Push the clothes into Xiao Ruiyuan's hands and let him try them on to see if they fit. Xiao Ruiyuan looked at the moon-white clothes in his hand and frowned almost invisible, but without saying anything, he took the clothes and went to the inner room.

Listening to the rustling sounds inside, Mo Yan could miraculously tell whether the people in the room were taking off their tops or bottoms. In his mind, he unconsciously pictured a body that looked thinner when dressed but fleshy when undressed: strong. Strong chest, strong arms, inverted triangle figure, long and straight legs...

Aware of his childish thoughts, Mo Yan suddenly woke up. He raised his hand and patted his hot cheek, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. She was still a child, how could she think of such dirty scenes? Is it because I have never seen this man naked that I can't help but have such a fantasy? Or is she actually a pervert?

Sensing that the people inside were about to come out, Mo Yan, whose face was getting redder and redder, was worried that something would happen. He decisively turned around, opened the door curtain and ran out, rushing into the yard amidst the shouts of his two sisters.

 Bathed in the slightly hot sunshine, the restlessness in Mo Yan's heart gradually calmed down.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? You suddenly rushed out and startled us." Xin'er and Sheng'er also ran out, looking at their red-faced sister and asked worriedly.

How could Mo Yan dare to say that she cared about their brother-in-law's death? She shook her head decisively: "Sister, it's okay. I just feel that the room is stuffy. Come out and get some fresh air."

 Is the room stuffy? Xin'er and Sheng'er looked at each other. They were in there just now and didn't feel bored at all!

Mo Yan didn't want to say anything, so she took her two younger sisters and stood under the big cypress tree in the center of the yard. The surrounding air suddenly became much cooler.

At this time, Xiao Ruiyuan had already changed his clothes and walked out of the house with his long legs, but the three sisters standing under the big cypress tree were dumbfounded.

Sheng'er is a real child. She just feels that her brother-in-law has changed his clothes and seems to be a different person. He is not as cold as before. Well, he also looks better.

Xin'er felt the same way. She nudged her sister with her elbow and murmured: "The general has become a scholar. Don't make dark clothes for your brother-in-law anymore. If he dresses like this in the first place, daddy I’m afraid I have agreed to your marriage a long time ago.”

Mo Yan stared at the man walking towards her step by step. How could she hear her sister's words? She never knew that a set of clothes could really change a person's temperament. If before, this person was a sword with an exposed edge, then now, he is a restrained and gentle Dongxiao.

Of course, such a change is on the premise of ignoring his aura.

Due to long-term drinking of spiritual spring water and eating food rich in spiritual energy, Mo Qingze's appearance looks much younger than his actual age. Especially when standing next to his peers, the difference is huge. It is impossible to tell that he has reached the age of maturity. year. If a father and daughter were standing on the street and a stranger saw them, they might mistake them for brother and sister.

If a person looks young, his clothes cannot be made according to his age. Most of the casual clothes Mo Yan made for her father were light-colored, which makes him look more youthful when he wears them. Of course, he also made a few sets of dark-colored clothes that made him look more stable and wear them on more formal occasions.

The clothes of literati are also different from those of martial arts practitioners. The sleeves, waist, and hem are mostly loose, making them more elegant and elegant when walking. For those who practice martial arts, the sleeves should be narrow, the waist should be tight, and the hem should not be too big. This design makes it easy to move, and you will not be restricted in large-scale movements.

At the moment, Xiao Ruiyuan doesn't look old-fashioned in the clothes tailor-made for Mo Qingze. He also looks much gentler. If he can restrain his aura, he will be more like a Confucian general.

It's just that Xiao Ruiyuan is half a head taller than Mo Qingze. The hem is fine, and it's not easy to see if it's one minute shorter and one minute longer, but the sleeves are not good, they are an inch too short. Fortunately, the sleeves are wide. They were originally meant to be longer when they were made, but now they look just right, just less elegant.

Xiao Ruiyuan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by the three sisters, but the look of surprise on his fiancée's face still made him feel good. At this moment, she only had eyes for him.

Watching Mo Yan's eyes move along with his movements, Xiao Ruiyuan suddenly became interested in teasing, and his deep voice was a bit seductive: "It looks good?"

 “Very nice!” Mo Yan nodded heavily and replied honestly.

The corner of Xiao Ruiyuan's lips curled up slightly, and he suddenly felt that this set of clothes was pleasing to the eye, so he continued: "This set of clothes doesn't fit well, how about you make two new sets for me?"

Mo Yan looked at him up and down, and felt that the more he looked at it, the better it looked: "Okay, I'll do it for you when I'm done with my work for a while."

Xiao Ruiyuan was so happy that he forgot for a moment that there were two sisters-in-law standing next to him. He reached out his big hand to Mo Yan's head and touched it lovingly.

Xin'er's mouth turned into an "O" shape, and she suddenly felt that the men and women she had seen on the street before were much less capable of blinding them than her sister and brother-in-law.

Hunted Xiao Ruiyuan to the front yard, Mo Yan and her two sisters came to their residence to change clothes. There are also rooms for their sisters in the Number One Scholar's Mansion. Due to the layout, the three sisters' rooms are in the same small courtyard.

 The three sides of the small courtyard are houses with the same layout. Each side has rooms, living rooms, and storage rooms. Although it is narrower than at home, it is more than enough to accommodate a few people.

Two days ago, Aunt Sun had cleaned up the house. Except for the bedding, curtains, and door curtains, everything had been replaced with new ones. The tables, chairs, and wardrobes were originally from the Zhuangyuan Mansion. They were spotless, clean and simple, and had a unique flavor.

Mo Yan changed her clothes and waited for her two younger sisters while admiring the old items in the house. Not long after, Xin'er and Sheng'er came in and sat on the bed with their sister.

The three sisters have a good relationship. Mo Yan did not mince words and asked directly: "You two seemed unhappy before. Is it because of Aunt Cui?"

Sheng'er secretly looked at Xiner, twirling her fingers and saying nothing.

Xiner bit her lip and nodded dejectedly: "She has already hooked up with Zhen'er, a fool, before she even came through the door."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan somewhat understood what her sister was thinking, and asked, "Do you think she is very scheming?"

Xin'er looked at her sister and asked curiously: "Isn't it true? Zhen'er is the only boy in our family, and she, she can't have a child. Isn't it just for her own sake to win over Zhen'er? She's like this before she's married. What else can she do if she's not deeply scheming? ?”

Mo Yan did not answer directly, but asked: "Do you really think Zhen'er is stupid?"

Xiner was stunned for a moment and shook her head subconsciously.

Mo Yan sighed and held her sister's cold hand: "You have a prejudice against Aunt Cui in your heart. That's why when you see Zhen'er getting close to her, you feel that she is scheming. To say the least, even if she wins over Zhen'er plans for herself, so why not? If she wants Zhen'er, she will definitely treat him well. Only when Zhen'er is well can he become her support in the future. This is human nature. If you are a smart person, I’m afraid she will do this all the time, I can’t say she is very scheming.”

Xin'er's face suddenly changed after her sister revealed her thoughts that she hadn't even noticed.

Mo Yan patted her sister's hand and explained: "Why don't you put aside your prejudices and look at Aunt Cui from the perspective of a bystander? Just treat her as a stranger, and treat her as if the person she is marrying is not her father. Treat her with your heart. Observe what kind of person she is?"

Standing on the perspective of a bystander?

Xiner lowered her head, thoughtfully.

Mo Yan did not disturb her, turned around and touched Sheng'er's little head and asked, "What about you? Why are you unhappy?"

Sheng'er seemed embarrassed, and after pointing her fingers for a long time, she whispered: "My adoptive mother seems to like brother Zhen very much. She rarely talks to me. I don't think my adoptive mother likes me."

Hearing this, Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh: "Did Aunt Cui say she didn't like you? Did she raise eyebrows at you?"

Sheng'er shook her head quickly: "No, no, Aunt Cui spoke very gently. She also gave me a small box, saying it was a meeting gift."

As she spoke, she took out a small box from the purse around her waist. The small box is really small, only as big as Sheng'er's little palm.

Mo Yan took the small box and opened it after asking Sheng'er's permission. But when I saw what was inside, I was extremely surprised.

  What is inside the box is nothing but a Buddha of Joy with the finest workmanship and materials. The Happy Buddha is very small, only the size of Mo Yan's thumb, but it is made of imperial green. Even if it is just a small piece, it is priceless.

 Not everyone is so generous and would give such a good thing to a little girl whom he meets for the first time. Cui Qingrou is not someone who likes to show off. Her identity is there and there is no need to please her future adopted daughter. By doing this, she obviously puts Sheng'er in her heart and sincerely hopes that she will be safe and happy throughout her life.

Mo Yan closed the box, put it in Sheng'er's purse with her own hands, and said seriously: "Aunt Cui likes you very much, otherwise she wouldn't give you this Buddha. You put it away, and my sister will give it to you with a red thread later." Weave a red rope for you to wear."

Sheng'er suddenly became happy and held the purse with both small hands: "It's great that my adoptive mother likes me. Then I also like my adopted mother and I will definitely give the mooncakes to her with my own hands."

Mo Yan smiled slightly and rubbed her little head again. Children are innocent and don't have much thoughts. They can always believe what others say without any doubt.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan subconsciously looked at Xin'er, only to see her touching the flat purse around her waist, not knowing what she was thinking.

When the three sisters returned to the front yard again, the Liu family and the Han family had already arrived. After greeting each other, Mo Yan asked the younger ones to play with the Han family's children while she went to the kitchen to cook and prepare for the lunch banquet.

Due to the preparations made in advance and Aunt Sun’s help, the two banquet tables were prepared very quickly, and they were all ready in less than an hour.

The aroma of the food attracted the six beasts who were napping in the corner, and the originally spacious kitchen was instantly crowded with them.

Aunt Sun, who was sitting under the stove to light the fire, huddled in the corner and did not dare to move. In the morning, she and her wife had not gotten up yet. When they heard some movement in the yard, they thought it was a thief coming in. The two men tiptoed to the yard with wooden sticks in hand, and faced six behemoths.

 The old couple were stared at by twelve big green eyes and almost fainted from fright. The two of them stood there for a long time without daring to move. It was not until the six beasts slowly dispersed that they remembered with lingering fear that their master had warned them that several ferocious beasts were coming last night, so that they did not need to be afraid.

 However, even though she knew they wouldn't bite, Aunt Sun was still extremely scared.

Mo Yan knew that the guys must be hungry after not eating all morning, so he fed each of them a braised chicken.

The six beasts were not polite either. They chewed up the braised chicken and swallowed it in one bite.

This scene frightened Aunt Sun to the point where she slapped her chest and received a look of disdain from the six beasts. They did not feel at all how scary she looked and despised humans for being too cowardly.

 (End of this chapter)