Village Chief Feng really took him to do things, outside the village, he took Wu Shijiang wherever he went, Wu Shijiang was facing a large area of farmland, a bumper harvest of corn, really opened his eyes, big bags of soybeans, made him novel, heard that the emperor asked Brother Jin Shi to hand over three million stone of grain, and seriously compared how much grain is a stone, Wu Shijiang was very seriously worried about this winter, whether Brother Jin Shige could get through, once the emperor issued an order, the seat of the Zhenguo Mansion was pressed down, the violent temper of the Guogong, Brother Jin's buttocks must be the end of the snow lining the red plum！

"So, now only you can save me!"

"Brother Jin, as long as you open your mouth, you don't have to say anything about how to save me, I'm afraid that I can't save you if I say a little bit!" Wu Shijiang knows that he has no face in front of the emperor! Can he save his brother who was an idol when he was a child, he is still very happy!

"How can you, can you help me, from today onwards, I will often take you to a family's house as a guest, if there is anything wrong, I will tell you that I am offended!"

Village Chief Feng is a person who does not do dark things, and he especially told him that because he pays grain on the winter solstice, in fact, he pays grain at the end of autumn, so he wants to borrow high-yield grain and a large number of fields, three million stone is not a simple number, only this little master in the summer house can help himself!

"It's like you're going to sell me, okay, buddy, I'm angry, and I'll help you if I help, if you really sell me, and you want me to help count the money, I'm willing!"

Seeing that his brothers were so righteous, Village Chief Feng had nothing to be polite about, and he really sold him, and Wu Shijiang, who didn't know the truth, really helped him count his selling money, and he was extremely happy.

"A little child?" Wu Shijiang was dumbfounded when he saw Xia Qing in men's clothes, and asked in a low voice to Brother Jin, who was greeting Xia Qing with a flattering face, doubting his eyes.

"Is this an ordinary child, don't you take a look, this is his house, what kind of growth are the flowers and trees in this yard!"

"Brother Jin really knows the subtleties, and the benevolent see the benevolent, you mention this point, the little brother looks at it, and it is really so!" Wu Shijiang thought about it and understood, this garden is too prosperous!

Looking at the post in her hand, Xia Qing was very happy, and her warm smile made Village Chief Feng jealous, she had never smiled at herself like this!

"Your name is Wu Shijiang?"

It's really rude, my name is what you can call? Wu Shijiang endured these words, hugged his fists and said, "Little character Qianfan!"

"Brother Qianfan!" Xia Qing felt that this word was not very good, as if it was the dialect of a certain province, and the meaning of these two words was the behavior of tossing and annoying, so it was called qianfan.

"You are Brother Mu, you are really as good as your name, these trees and flowers in your home look different from our family!"

"Mu Yong's Mu!"

"How can you call my uncle by his name!" Wu Shijiang was happy!

"Although it is said that the name of Xia Mansion is hung here, it is actually a person who writes, and if he makes a mistake, it should be Mu Zhai!" King Lining, who was criticizing the folds in the palace, sneezed violently! Who is scolding me?

No matter how stupid Wu Shijiang is, he knows that there are few people surnamed Mu in this inner city!......

Actually, this character is not really written so well, how can he write the wrong name of the mansion and are willing to hang it? This little brother is really dizzy, not easy to understand! This is also a slander, just about to say it to the ears of King's Landing, I am afraid that his grandfather's Xingwenbo will not have to be a fool, what does it mean to write so well, it is really good......

"Sit, what kind of tea do you want to drink, of course, you have one before the rain today!" Hearing this, Village Chief Feng pouted secretly in his heart, if I don't bring this baby, I will drink the most inferior Da Hong Pao!

"Thank you, I haven't drunk it until before the rain for a long time, so is there still snow water stored before?"

"Sure enough, I have to look at the common feelings of the Shu people! Even if there is no snow water, I still have the dew on the lotus leaves!" Xia Qing smiled conceitedly, and then, clapping her hands, Zhuang Niang went down and came up with tea, and the village chief took a sip and comfortedly:

"It's too extravagant, sure enough, Mu Gongzi's life is a fairy!"

"This is also worthy of envy, as long as you come often, everyone will be immortals together!"

Drinking the pre-rain tea soaked in the snow water of the last year, looking at the red and willow green flowers in front of him, and blowing the slightly scented fragrant wind, Wu Shijiang suddenly felt that the peak of his life was nothing more than that!

"As long as Brother Mu doesn't dislike it, we will definitely come often!"

Wu Shijiang, who was sitting in the main guest hall in the front yard, looked at a large piece of green grass outside and was studying the usefulness in his heart, and before entering the door, Village Chief Feng repeatedly said that he wanted to stay, and often dangled in front of this master, deepening his impression, so that he could easily open his mouth to borrow grain and land! Hearing this, he hit the snake with the stick, and immediately said that he had a lot of time and could come to play often.

As soon as the words fell, he got the praising eyes of Village Chief Feng, and his heart was even happier, he raised the teacup, tasted a sip of tea and didn't swallow it, when he saw that there was one more person on the grass, Mu Yong and Mu Xiu, came here to fight boxing, and loosened his muscles and bones! As soon as Wu Shijiang saw the idol, he naturally couldn't turn his eyes away, but he saw another baby coming up, carrying a red cherry spear, begging and worshipping at Mu Yong'a, this is to learn a gun? At this time, let alone Wu Shijiang, even Village Chief Feng was a little moved. Sage Yun: Scholars know kung fu, and they are not afraid to go all over the world!

After a while, Mu Yong'a patted his head, took the gun, stabbed a few times, the kid took it, and took it and took it!

Wu Shijiang was red-eyed, and rushed directly onto the grass, including Village Chief Feng also followed.

"Wu Shijiang, Ning Bohou's family?"

"Yes!"

"Then you can learn it! My marksmanship, not my daughter!"

"What about me?" Village Chief Feng understood that this son should be a man, and definitely not a son. Otherwise, this Wu Shijiang can't stand this sub-word, here in Mu Xiaodong's house, he has always been thick-skinned and can't eat enough, and thin-skinned can't eat, so he asked unceremoniously.

"You can't do it, one is that you are older and have no foundation......"

"I've been practicing since I was a child, but it's not real kung fu, it's just some ...... to strengthen my body."

"But you are not qualified enough, you are not my Mu family's nephew!"

"What about him?" pointed at Wu Shijiang who was smiling and squinting, it's not that he doesn't like it, this kid brought it to sell it himself!

"He is my Mu Yong'a's niece and son-in-law!" Wu Shijiang straightened his chest and followed the kid to change his clothes. (To be continued.) )