Chapter 7: The Mountain Wind (5) (2)

He came to him, swallowed the food in his mouth with great difficulty, and asked Sour Xing, what was the matter with calling himself in such a hurry.

Sour Xing still looked up at the top of the North Mountain in a daze, and replied in shock, I'm afraid this situation is not good, what disaster will happen?

Mao Lin thought that he was making a big deal about it, didn't he just want to change the sky, what was the big deal, he couldn't even take care of himself, he even went to worry about the sky, it was purely because he was full and had nothing to do, he replied absentmindedly, nothing, it seems that there will be wind and rain tonight? It will rain a little, the fields are dry, and I am anxious to wait for the rain.

Sour apricot said, I'm afraid this day has become not so simple, as if a few decades ago before the strange wind in the village, the sky is so weird, quite scary? I think, it is better to ask the villagers to take good care of the courtyard of the house wall, and those apricot fruits, you have to think of some way, what can be covered is covered, what can not be covered, just reinforced, if there is really a strange wind, how much loss can be recovered, how much can be recovered, and it is good to strengthen no one left.

Mao Lin casually agreed, his heart was still sour, the apricot was too talkative, and the dog was nosy with the mouse, so he hurried home and continued to eat the other half of the unfinished dinner, and informed the villagers that he had already left it behind.

Xue'e also asked Mao Lindao, is there anything wrong with Uncle Sour Xing being so anxious to find you.

Mao Lin was busy eating, and he said disdainfully, and the stewards were addicted, and when they should be worried, they should not worry about it, they should not worry about it, and they should be nervous again.

Xue'e asked, what's wrong!

Mao Lin replied quite conceitedly, he wanted to provoke me, but how dare he, wasn't it earlier, and the phoenix that landed on the ground was not as good as a chicken?

Xue'e worried, you can't offend everyone ruthlessly, you have to take it easy in everything, after thinking about it, she said, yes, anyway, we now rely on the sky to eat and rely on the ground to get food, we don't need to look at the white eyes of outsiders, and we need to whisper to others, and the fruits in the forest are ripe, and now I will put the tickets in my trouser pocket, who cares about everyone's affairs.

Speaking of this, Xue'e asked Maolin again worriedly, "The apricot money for two years in a row has been occupied by the village for nothing, and it won't be deducted again this year!

Mao Lin spat on the floor of the house fiercely, and replied hatefully, see who dares, if this year's apricot money is deducted by someone else's bad idea, I will call whoever can't live a life, and if he doesn't make a scene, it won't be over? Didn't he Zhenfu see that Tian'er was reconciled with the xylophone and broke with me, so he told him to break it, and when I straightened my waist, I kicked him down, and let him find food for the rest of his life by shaking my ** egg.

After eating, after sitting idle for a while, Mao Lin was in a hurry to go to bed, he also urged Xue E, and also hurried to get to bed, of course Xue E knew that little bit of flower intestines in his stomach, so he deliberately rubbed it, either tinkering here, or poking and stabbing there, and finally, she was still sitting far away in front of the table of the eight immortals, with the dim kerosene lamp, sewing the new gown of the stick baby, let Mao Lin shout many times, just don't move the butt nest,