The old pious woman fell to the ground, her forehead touched the stone on the ground, and her head suddenly broke and bled out, Mo Daya smiled, this vicious mother-in-law fainted, she didn't have to pretend, Li Er was wanted It was a great joy for her, she had to endure these days, pretending to be worried, and it was too tiring to wear a mask.

"It's relatives at home who came, let's disperse, let's disperse!"

Mo Xiaohe and the eldest daughter-in-law of the village chief's family exchanged a few words, and then unceremoniously closed the door, prohibiting onlookers, and when she came back, she found that the old goddess was covered in mud, lying motionless in place, and the rest of the people stood in place, without moving.

"Xiaohe, I'm causing you trouble again."

The old goddess wanted to come alone, Mo Daya was afraid that she would have some means, so she secretly contacted Li Er, just like back then, she got rid of the fetus in her womb and sold it for a large price, she insisted on following to take a look, if there was a clue, Mo Daya immediately notified the servant.

"There's no way around it."

Mo Xiaohe doesn't care, anyway, the rabbit spirit is there, the house is in a mess, Gu Zheng, the husband of the day, goes to work, and the family can't take care of it, it just so happens that my cousin can accompany her to talk, as for Li Erniang, you can completely ignore it.

"Brother-in-law, are you working?"

Mo Daya walked around the small courtyard, and sighed that her cousin is a person who likes to enjoy, a mud yard, can also be well organized, clean, and looks like the warmth of home, she saw the basket in her hand, and suddenly realized, "This is the bacon you like to eat, bring it to you, fry bamboo shoots and eat it." ”

There is a family in Mojia Village, the mother of the bacon, the craft of making bacon, every year, the mother Li will bring the pork bought by the family to the door, the lady out of the seasoning, the family here to give some rice and flour to do the manual fee.

The bacon marinated by the eldest lady is the same on the inside and outside, cooked and sliced, transparent and shiny, the color is bright, the yellow is red, Mo Xiaohe can flow saliva just by imagining, the taste is mellow, the fat is not greasy, the thin is not stuffed with teeth, used to fry sour bamboo shoots, especially for rice, I remember living in the village before, a family of cooking Baijia incense, the fragrance floated far away.

Mo Daya has been asking her aunt for help a long time ago, planning to keep it for the New Year to go to relatives to give gifts, it just so happened that she was going to come here, it was not good to be empty-handed, so she took a piece of bacon, just like that, the old goddess also said a few sour words.

"Well, my husband will come back later."

Gu Zheng talked to Xu Yan once, and the two should have reached some kind of agreement in private, this is Mo Xiaohe's guess, otherwise with his temperament, it is unlikely that she and the rabbit spirit are under the same roof.

"Oops!"

The two sisters chatted a few words, over there, the old goddess moved in place, groaned, Mo Daya saw that the person woke up, hurriedly changed her face, stepped forward to help the person, and her face was full of sorrow, "Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

After speaking, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and wiped the blood on the face of the old godly woman.

"What a wreck!"

When the old woman saw the blood on the veil, her eyes immediately became sharp, and she wanted to scold Mo Daya a few words, but she was worried about the occasion, her mouth moved, and she didn't say the last word, sighed, and put her mind on how to contact her son Li Er.

There are only three rooms in the house, and now that Mo Daya has brought her mother-in-law, it is not enough to live, Mo Xiaohe is in trouble, and has no choice but to have a bad relationship with the people in the village, and the only thing that can be arranged is the village chief's house.

"Xiaohe, why don't we build a board between the stoves!"

Before she came, she wanted to write a letter to her cousin, but the old lady was worried about Li Er, just like the devil, she didn't want to delay for a moment, and she could only follow the greeting and come to the door without calling.

"No, no, no."

The visitor is a guest, or his cousin, Mo Daya's body was seriously damaged before, and now it is normal in appearance, the stove is narrow, full of firewood smell, and it is impossible to live at all, and the utility room at home is dark and damp, and now it is cold, and it is easy to be infected with wind chill if you live for a night.

The old pious woman was arranged in the main room, and it was not time to tear her face, Mo Daya waited carefully, and after being busy, she was worried about going out, and the old godly woman did not scold, but she was behind her back, and she did not give Mo Daya a good face.

It's another day of sunset, on the mountain in the distance, a confused fog, lingering between the top of the mountain, every household rises the smoke of cooking, the vigorous maid cooks the bacon, and the yard is filled with a strong fragrance.

Since beating Xu Yan back to the dead skin and rubbing her face, the family has never lacked food and clothing, rice and noodles, meat, vegetables and vegetables, every day the village people send to the door, sometimes you can see people from neighboring villages, under the "kind care" of everyone, she has not gone out to buy things.

There are two more people tonight, the vigorous maid is kneading the dough in the stove to make steamed buns, a cold dish at night, two or three meat dishes, plus a vegetarian dish, the rabbit essence is particular about eating, and they are all used in the house, not with people.

Mo Xiaohe secretly slandered, maybe he was too ugly, so he could only sneak around, no one disturbed him, and he was more comfortable.

"Husband, you're back, I've boiled hot water."

There was a noise at the door, Mo Xiaohe hurriedly opened the door, and saw Gu Zheng covered in dust, blood stains on his clothes, and his arms were still wrapped in strips of cloth, and he was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong, are you injured?" ”

"Minor injuries, out of the way."

Gu Zheng was annoyed, the wound on his arm could be concealed, but not on his clothes, there were blood stains on it, and he shared the bed with his mother, it was better to explain honestly.

"Can a small wound leave so much blood?"

Mo Xiaohe looked incredulous, walked quickly to Gu Zheng, and was about to take off the cloth to check, Gu Zheng saw Mo Daya standing at the door, nodded, it was a hello, but this was the work, he wanted to stop his own lady, but it was too late.

The strip of cloth was untied, a deep scar visible to the bone, the flesh and blood were blurred, and a layer of medicinal powder was hastily sprinkled on it, with a pungent smell, Mo Xiaohe saw it, his heart was sour, and tears fell down with tears, just dripping on the wound.

Now, Gu Zheng was in a hurry, he wanted Li Dazhuang to help deliver a letter, and he would come back after a few days of injury, and he couldn't rest assured that Mo Xiaohe, his face was condensed, but there was a touch of anxiety in the depths of his eyes, the eight-foot-tall man didn't frown when he was bleeding, and his own lady cried, he was suddenly at a loss, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, panicked like an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't speak.

Mo Daya saw everything in her eyes, but she envied her cousin in her heart, no one in the family was optimistic about this family affair back then, she felt that Gu Zheng was too ugly, and she lived in the mountains all the year round, just like a wild man, maybe she ate raw meat, and was rude, but Mo Xiaohe suddenly opened up, if he didn't marry, she also thought about it at the time, and she would have a good life in the future, and she would also help her cousin, now that she thinks about it, it's really funny.

Getting married, appearance is not the first place, the key is to look at the character, Gu Zheng obviously loves his cousin very much, and he has been married for nearly a year, and he is still the same as if he was not married, he can't see the sorrow at all, and he has more and more of a little daughter's attitude, presumably his life is very smooth.

"Xiaohe, don't be busy crying first, you have to ask your brother-in-law to disinfect the wound first, then apply the medicine and bandage it."

Mo Daya shook her head and came up to the rescue, after Mo Xiaohe heard this, she wiped her tears with her hand, "Yes, you have to clean the wound quickly." ”

There are no anti-inflammatory drugs in these years, if it is infected, it cannot be treated in time, but it is fatal, which is also the main reason why Mo Xiaohe was scared to tears, even if there is a modern female queen Mo Yan vigorously promotes medical skills, it is still a big step behind modern times.

"Husband, you are seriously injured, will you still need to work tomorrow?"

Mo Xiaohe quickly slapped a basin of warm water, and there was gauze to gently wipe the blood stains next to the wound, such a big opening, if you don't get stitches, it is easy to crack.

For Gu Zheng, it was just a small wound on the flesh and skin, but in the service of conscription, there was not much more than him, and there was a lot less than him, and today he was helping to mine mountain rocks on the mountain, and a big stone suddenly fell down, facing the head of the official standing below.

doesn't like to meddle in things, but he can't see death without help, so Gu Zheng hugged the stone with his hand, but he was scratched by the sharp edge on it and bled a lot. The official was in a cold sweat at the time, and he also knew that if Gu Zheng didn't struggle to pick up the stone, he would have been stoned to death.

The official told Gu Zheng to come back and rest, and in the future, he would do some chores every day and count the number of people, without spending any physical effort.

"Woo, if you are injured like this, can't you stay in bed at home?"

It's just that he changed his job, Mo Xiaohe was very dissatisfied, but he was helpless, this time the imperial court was stricter than ever before about serving in the conscription, and the problem could not be solved with money, otherwise there would not be so many rich people to suffer.

Gu Zheng sat down, watching his wife busy before and after, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he was injured alone before, just smear some medicine, compared to now, he used to live a bad life, since he had her, he really began to look forward to it, any hardship will pass, and it will always get better and better.

This book was first published by Lewen, please do not reprint!