Wang Fa?

I'm sorry, it's a big fist all day long, and those with guns have the final say.

Sugu Town, the old lady of the He family has the largest fist, a gun on her waist, a loud voice, and all that comes out of her mouth is Wang Fa.

"If you look at it from above, are there two outstanding problems, right, we have to use our diligent hands to grasp these two problems tightly. "Ji Mo didn't know the short-term workers from other places, and it seemed too boring to be alone.

In order to integrate into the masses as soon as possible, he enthusiastically participated in the discussion of the topic of women.

When everyone heard this, they were not stupid, what does it mean to stand out?

Still holding it with both hands?

Catch whom?

That's the ninth aunt of the He family!

His face turned pale with fright, as if he had discussed it together, and they all took two steps back in unison.

"I have to remind you that you have to take it easy when you marry a daughter-in-law in the future.

In these years, the beautiful ones don't go to the kitchen, the ones who can go to the kitchen are not gentle, the gentle ones are not assertive, the assertive ones are not feminine, the feminine ones spend money indiscriminately, the ones who don't spend money don't dress up, the ones who dress up are not at ease, and the ones who are relieved can't see it.

So, it's really hard for us to be men. He is still enthusiastic about spreading modern aesthetic ideas to them and living up to the title of outstanding young man of the 21st century.

He didn't notice that the people around him had drawn a line with him.

A person squatting in the middle of the wheat field, like a quail in a flock of chickens, does not need to show his buttocks, just looking at his neck, it looks extraordinarily prominent.

He successfully attracted the attention of the He family's housekeeper.

"That boy, what are you doing, honestly queuing up to eat, just yourself, leaving that pestle like a fool. The chief housekeeper of the He family was wearing a big black leather jacket, with one hand behind his back and the other pointing at Ji Mo.

Is this talking about yourself?

Ji Mo was still wondering there, he was honestly squatting here, stretching his neck and waiting for dinner, it wouldn't get in the way of him, right?

Seeing that the chief housekeeper of the He family was still pointing in his direction, he turned his head and looked behind him again, and found that everyone was actually keeping a distance of more than ten meters from him?

Do you have a bad smell on your body or what's wrong?

Hurriedly took the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and stuffed the crowd in line, but he had to line up to the last position.

What he didn't notice was that Aunt Jiu, who was leaning against the door frame, was looking at his back with a handkerchief to cover her mouth and giggle.

Ji Mo followed the long line to take the steamed buns, and the steamed buns were nibbled in his hands, while stretching out the bowl and waiting for the vegetables.

Suddenly, I saw the little girl shaking the spoon, hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of buns, and shouted, "Hey, big sister, don't bump, don't bump, no, no..."

Seeing a large piece of fat and thin pork belly fall from the spoon into the basin was simply painful.

You're a cafeteria aunt!

The little girl is so good-looking, how can she do such a lack of morality!

He wanted to explode on the spot and kill this abominable fellow!

The little girl said with a straight face, "Boy, who is your sister, I pulled out your tongue when I talked nonsense again." ”

Ji Mo took the rice bowl and sat on the stone next to him to eat without saying a word, chewing vigorously while reciting silently: Convince people with virtue, convince people with virtue.

Before the rice bowl could be put down, the housekeeper of the He family had already beaten the gongs and drums and was ready to go to work.

Trouble, he hasn't eaten enough, while the maid is not paying attention, he hurriedly grabbed another steamed bun from the basket and stuffed it into his arms.

"Hey, you come back to me. No matter when the little girl wanted to chase after her, Ji Mo had already run away, so she could only stomp her feet angrily.

The He family's land is big and can't be seen at a glance, some people see hope, the longer they work, the more money they get, and some people are a little desperate, how long do they have to do it.

Ji Mo took a shovel and under the instructions of the foreman, he dug in the field that had been ploughed, and the large and small ditches should be distributed alternately.

Because he often chopped wood and exercised at this stage, his thumb and palms were calloused, and he didn't feel much bitterness.

Towards noon, seven or eight more people were added, and a group of them, like prisoners of labor, worked hard in the fields, and had to scold the foreman for half a day after running to the toilet or drinking water for a long time.

If you want to grind foreign workers, you don't have a chance.

Lunch was brought by the two maids in the morning, and when the crowd was about to disperse to eat, the foreman's whip was thrown over, and the two men who took the lead were beaten.

"Damn, are there any rules, did Lao Tzu say that he was going to eat? They are all starving ghosts reincarnated!" The foreman is in his forties, his head is bright in the middle, and the surroundings are sparse, and it is estimated that all of them leak to his chin, and he sighs at his beard.

When he saw that everyone was silent and silent, he shook his whip proudly, "Open dinner." ”

Everyone lined up to cook, and when it was Ji Mo's turn, he deliberately lowered his head, he didn't dare to underestimate a woman's grudge.

After the dish was in the bowl, he turned around for the first time and looked at the bowl, the clear soup was waterless, not to mention the pieces of meat, not even potatoes and fungus, only a few poor slices of green onions floating on it.

He looked at the girl, and the girl was looking at him playfully, which obviously meant that he knew you even if he turned to ashes.

Hey, no tricks.

Sure enough, it is sincerity for sincerity, and strength for sound.

Then nibble on a few more steamed buns.

In the evening, at the end of work and dinner, it is still the same, he really wants to say with a backbone, Lao Tzu is gone!

Why, I can't say it!

Thinking that he is a promising young man, and now he is worried about three meals a day, he can't help but feel sad.

The He family provides accommodation for short-term workers, but Ji Mo can't live here, and he is not willing to run another three miles after being tired and half dead every day, and he has to walk on the road with black lights and blind fires.

Isn't that the family rich!

The hateful Lai San.

It's okay during the day, but if you don't go home at night and run in to a gentleman on the beam, he won't cry to death, and Lai San will have to kill him.

There was only one dirt road leading from the village to the town, and on both sides of the road were dark and bottomless old forests, and he did not dare to light kerosene lamps or torches, which attracted strange animals such as tigers and wolves, and he was not able to refuse their unreasonable demands.

With two legs on his shoulders, he came home weakly, and lay directly on the bed, sleeping until the old rooster in the town crowed.

It's really hard for them, so punctual every day.

Such diligent guys, will the stew be particularly fragrant?

After washing my face, I drank a cup of dry and tasteless cold water, and the more I drank, the more tasteless it became, and the days without tea were too boiling.

When he opened the door, it was still dark, and when he arrived at He's house, it was slightly polished.

opened the meal, not surprisingly, Ji Mo's bowl still had no oil and water.

When it was noon, he deliberately made the last to do the dishes, and when he saw that the maid was going to deliberately scoop up the water, he hurriedly stopped the handle of the girl's wooden spoon with his hand, "Sister, you are my own sister, I am still a child, you can't treat me like this..."

"You're still a child?" the maid was obviously amused, but felt out of shape, and immediately said with a straight face, "You mean I targeted you?"

"No, no," Ji Mo immediately changed his words, and said with a smile, "Sister, you don't remember villains, you see that my work is so heavy every day." ”

"Hmph, you're interested. The conversation changed, "It's late." ”

A large spoonful of clear water soup went into Ji Mo's bowl.

"You ....."

Ji Mo wanted to curse.

I want to cry without tears.