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That's it, this kind of clothes, even if you keep them, you can't wear them. It's better to ruin it sooner. Mo Chunlan thought, she was ruthless, and cut a cut in her clothes with scissors.

Wu Qiusheng was taken aback, hurriedly snatched the clothes, and asked, "What are you doing? Don't you like this set of clothes quite much?" Wu Qiusheng suddenly realized that Mo Chunlan had never worn this beautiful aqua blue dress since he was rescued by him and woke up to change into his mother's patched coarse cloth clothes.

From that time on, the girl who was originally beautiful like a flower became a rough country aunt, and followed him through so many years of hard life.

People say that the bride is the most beautiful, but his bride did not wear a good dress even on the day of the wedding.

At that time, my mother was very happy, and her spirit had never been so good, she propped herself up, secretly made a set of coarse cloth clothes, and invited the grandmother of the same village to go to the mountains to pick red grass, and personally boiled and dyed the clothes red, not the bright red, but the color of the dark red earth.

When he saw his mother take out the bride's wedding dress, he was a little embarrassed, but Mo Chunlan smiled, took the earthy red dress with a happy face, put it on his body, and asked him: Is it good-looking?

To tell the truth, Mo Chunlan at that time was indeed a beauty, even if she wore such a coarse cloth wedding dress, she was as beautiful as a fairy.

Since that time, Mo Chunlan has never seen Mo Chunlan take out this set of aqua blue clothes. He kept wondering, was it because Mo Chunlan didn't wear that dress in order to make him feel relieved?

Now, when he was about to forget, he saw Mo Chunlan dig out this set of clothes from the bottom of the box.

"Chunlan, it's so decent, why did you cut it?" Wu Qiusheng asked, he vaguely felt that Mo Chunlan liked this set of clothes, otherwise he wouldn't have hidden it for so long.

"Hey, I can't wear such a bright color now, instead of pressing it at the bottom of the box, it's better to cut it, and the quilt can be made." Mo Chunlan said.

"Then you can't cut your clothes!" Wu Qiusheng wanted to say something, but saw Mo Chunlan take the dress from his hand with a smile, "Then you buy me a new one!

"Okay, I'll buy you new cloth and make new clothes!" Wu Qiusheng said, picked up a short knife and walked out of the room; Mo Chunlan thought that the head of the house was dizzy, and wanted to go up the mountain to hunt at night, and shouted anxiously: "Why are you going so late?"

Wu Qiusheng turned around and smiled, and said, "What else can I do, of course it's sharpening my knife!"

……

The sound of Huo Huo's sharpening knives could be heard in the courtyard.

Inside, the kerosene lamps were running out, and the flames had faded. Han Moyu grabbed the small iron rod, flicked the wick, and then read the book. The long figure was reflected in the paper window, swaying slightly with the light.

Although he was born in such a remote farming family, Hanmo was not raised like the rest of the village. Almost all of Mo Chunlan's hard-earned money was spent on cultivating Han Moyu.

Han Moyu is carefully cultivated like a child of a famous family, although Mo Chunlan does not care about her staying at home, but she has formed an innate noble temperament under the influence of poetry, calligraphy, chess and painting, which is very different from the children in the village.

It is too remote and backward, there is only one private school within a radius of dozens of miles, and many children have to walk more than ten kilometers over the mountains and mountains to study in the private school if they want to go to school.

So, if you want to go to school, you have to live on campus. The private school is very small, it can't accommodate a few people, and the cost of living in the school is high, and the children can't help the family with farm work at all.

And this is obviously very cost-effective for the vast majority of mountain farmers. Besides, even if you have the heart, you don't have that ability.

Therefore, in addition to the children of the landlord Wu Fugui's family, there is only Chen Sihu, a friend of Hanmoyu, who goes to school in the whole village.

It's just that Wu Fugui's children are boarding at that private school, but Chen Sihu invited a private school gentleman to come to teach at home, providing food, drink and housing, and the style is much bigger than the local landlord Wu Fugui.

The Chen family is an outsider and rarely interacts with people in the village. This family is very mysterious in the eyes of the people of this village.

Hearing that the Chen family invited Mr. Private School to teach, Mo Chunlan was cheeky and went to Chen Sihu's house to borrow books three or four times, and spent a lot of money, so that the Chen family was willing to let Han Moyu come to the house to listen.

It is for this reason that Han Moyu became good friends with Chen Sihu, the only son of the Chen family.

Han Moyu held the borrowed book, stretched out his hand and rubbed the notes circled on it, and was contemplating, when he suddenly heard a few light footsteps, and then heard a loud shout in the courtyard: "Who is it?!"

Han Moyu opened the window and saw his father chasing a black shadow with a short knife, jumping over the low wall, and the figure disappeared into the night.

"What's wrong?" Mo Chunlan heard the noise and came out of the house, but saw her husband jumping over the low wall, as if he was chasing someone; she suddenly remembered the strange figure she saw in the market in the morning, so she couldn't help but feel a little alert; she hurriedly closed the courtyard door and shouted to Han Moyu: "Close the doors and windows, don't come out!"

At this time, he saw Wu Qiusheng jumping off the wall and said, "Don't worry, it's just a little thief." ”

Mo Chunlan hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's fine, it's just that I accidentally let that guy run away. Wu Qiusheng said, "Speaking of which, this little thief is really a little smart." ”

Seeing that it was okay, Han Moyu closed the window and continued to read.

But I heard Mo Chunlan lower her voice and said: "Boss, you said that this village is full of villagers, and there are no outsiders, how can a thief suddenly appear? Also, you don't know, when I went out to sell vegetables a few days ago, a group of outsiders on horses suddenly appeared on the market......

Wu Qiusheng frowned slightly, and said, "Chunlan, you and Mo Yu have stayed at home for the past few days, don't go anywhere." Tell Mo Yu not to go to Chen's house to study first, and wait for a few days to be too peaceful. ”

When Han Moyu wanted to listen to it again, he found that his parents had pushed open the door and entered the back room. She turned around and continued reading. However, they were always unable to concentrate.

This poor and remote area, with a radius of dozens of miles, are all native farmers, and there has not been a single outsider for decades. Why are there these unknown outsiders these days?

Han Moyu always felt as if something was going to happen, just in the past few days.

She was absentmindedly flipping through the books, and after a while, she suddenly heard a small knock outside the window, and she was startled.

"Who?!" Han Moyu glanced around the room and picked up the stool.

"It's me, the fat tiger next door!" a familiar voice sounded outside the door.

Haha, what a coincidence, just now Han Moyu was still thinking about Chen Sihu, and this Chen Sihu came to the door. Han Moyu smiled slightly. Chen Sihu in his memory is a very honest and reliable person.