The contract has been sent out for so long, why hasn't it been changed to A?

"Yazi, what's wrong with you? Looking at Wei Niang so stunned, is there something wrong?" Mo Chunlan asked.

Han Moyu retracted her gaze, she turned her head not to let Mo Chunlan see the moist corners of her eyes, and said, "I'll go to the stove room to have a look!" After that, she hurriedly ran towards the stove room, but heard Mo Chunlan shouting from behind: "No need! ”

"Today's breakfast was a waste. One step later, the house will burn down. The house is gone, do you want to sleep on the street with me?" Mo Chunlan shouted angrily, and said to herself: "What's wrong with Moyu today?"

Han Moyu secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, turned his head and greeted him with a smile, helped Mo Chunlan put the basket away, and asked, "Mother, are all the dishes sold out today?Why did you come back so early......?"

"What a fart!" Mo Chunlan scolded, "The vegetables I worked so hard to grow are all so fresh, and they haven't even been sold, and they have been trampled to pieces by those bastards!

Only then did Han Moyu notice that her mother was covered in mud and had some abrasions on her hands. She hurriedly went over, grabbed her mother's hand, and asked, "Mother, what's wrong with your hand?

While talking, Han Moyu suddenly remembered that Uncle Li, a neighbor who lived not far away, was a medicine farmer, who grew a little herbs and knew a little medicine.

"I'm going to get some herbs from Uncle Li next door. Han Mo said, and raised his leg to leave.

Mo Chunlan grabbed her and said, "It's okay, it's just that the skin is scratched a little, and it's not tight." Don't always trouble Uncle Li, it's not good. ”

Han Moyu knew that her mother was reluctant to spend money on medicine, and she felt distressed for a while.

In my memory, my mother has always been a hardworking and capable person. Her needlework is very good, and her embroidery is exquisite, beautiful, and lifelike, and is extremely popular in this remote mountain village.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty. Although the women of the village did not have much money, they were willing to save a little food ration in exchange for their mother's needlework.

In order to support this family, my mother has paid an unknown amount of sweat.

In addition to helping her father work in the fields during the day, she also spins and weaves cloth when she has free time, and often embroiders with lamps all night. When she doesn't have embroidery work, she will go to help the rich families in the village wash their clothes and exchange some pocket money to supplement the family.

Her hands were thick, cracked and calloused. However, in the past, Hanmo never seemed to pay attention to these.

Han Moyu secretly clenched her fist, she must work hard to help her mother work in the future and let her mother live a good life!

“…… Hey, I don't know where the eight lambs came out, riding a few crazy horses, crossing the market. Mo Chunlan said again.

Han Moyu was stunned for a moment, remembering that his family was always angry with some landlord bullies in the past, so he asked: "Mother, is it that the village bully bullied you again?" It's all because I'm not good, I'm not promising, and I can't protect my mother...... Mother, I want to learn martial arts, and no one will dare to bully us in the future......"

"Silly boy, my mother doesn't want you to learn martial arts...... Learn what people fight and kill, that's what men do, you ...... How bad is it for a child to learn this...... You still stay at home obediently and warm your books...... It's always good to read more books.

Besides, this is not the usual group of people, but all the fresh faces that I have never seen. They were all dressed in coarse cloth, and they looked like bandits from somewhere. Riding those crazy horses, I rushed towards the crowd, but fortunately your mother and I were quick to dodge, otherwise you wouldn't have seen your mother today.

It's just that I pity my basket of fresh vegetables...... I thought I'd wait for them to be gone before I picked them up, but, who knows, they were all trampled to pieces by the horses' hooves and the panicked crowd. ”

"Are we being bullied like this?" Han Moyu frowned, his cheeks flushed, "Mother, you wait, one day, I will definitely let those who have bullied us lie on the ground one by one and beg for mercy!"

"Smack!" Han Moyu received a slap on the head, and Han Moyu immediately stopped talking. Mo Chunlan looked at Han Moyu with a dissatisfied expression, and then reached out to rub the place where she had just hit, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Han Moyu blushed and shook his head, as if he was angry, he didn't speak.

"Slapping you in the face is to make you remember it for a long time. Don't learn from those bastards in the village, think about fighting all day long, be brave and ruthless, and don't provoke me with ruffians.

You have to remember that you are different from the boys in the village. You have to study hard, do your homework well, and when your mother has saved enough money, you will hire a teacher to teach you how to draw and play the pi......ano," Mo Chunlan said.

Han Moyu was stunned. This image suddenly flashed through her mind:

"I don't learn!" At that time, she pouted her lips and said contemptuously: "That's all what girls learn......! Mother, do you want to teach me to dance, embroidery, cooking, or something?"

"You kid!" At that time, the smiling woman in front of her asked, "Who told you these crooked truths? said that telling you about painting and playing the piano is a woman's business?

"Hmph!" At that time, she tilted her head and smiled slyly, "Has my mother seen it......?"

And at that time, Mo Chunlan remembered something, smiled, a blush appeared on her face, pushed her, and said, "Don't be poor." Mother just said it casually. Listen to those who come from the city. Anyway, you can't learn how to fight. You also know that your body has been weaker than others since you were a child, and you will definitely suffer a loss when you fight. ”

……

Why, in her mind, there is such a déjà vu scene, such a déjà vu dialogue, as if everything had happened before.

Han Moyu shook his head, and remembered what Mo Chunlan had just said: You are different from other boys......

Hey, it's strange, she's obviously a daughter, why does her mother open her mouth and keep her mouth shut to compare her with boys?

Han Moyu couldn't figure it out for a while, so she had to divert the topic and ask, "By the way, when will Dad come back?" Han Moyu suddenly remembered that his father Wu Qiu rubbed animal skins a few days ago and went to the city to sell them, but he has not come back yet.

In two days it will be her eleventh birthday. Daddy took a few animal skins in advance and went to the city to exchange money. He also said that he would definitely surprise her when he returned.

"When Daddy comes back, no one will dare to bully us. ”

"Hehe, are you looking forward to the gift your father gave you?" Mo Chunlan smiled, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed like flowers. With this smile, Mo Chunlan seemed to be several years younger, and she also saw a little charm between her eyebrows.

I didn't expect my mother to look so good when she smiled. Han Mo thought. You must do more things in the future, and when your mother is happy, she will laugh.

"Hmm. Han Moyu lowered her head a little shyly. Seriously, she's really looking forward to her father's gift.

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Han Moyu was talking to his mother when he suddenly heard a laugh outside the door, "Haha, Moyu, Dad is back!" Before the words fell, I saw a middle-aged man push open the courtyard door made of wooden planks, stepped in, carrying a bulging bag on his back, and shouted: "Moyu, have you been looking forward to your father's return for a long time?"

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