After dinner, Mo Xiaohe walked around the yard to eat.

Growing up in the city, she is fresh to all the things in the countryside.

Taking advantage of his father's mother's inattention, Mo Xiaohe squatted in front of the chicken coop, staring at the chicken buttocks, his eyes shining.

The chickens in the coop were hairy and a little alert, flapping their wings, blowing their feathers, and cooing incessantly.

"Hurry up and lay eggs, please."

Mo Xiaohe whispered, she usually eats and counts on these old hens at home.

Niang Li's steamed egg custard is tender and delicious, sprinkled with a layer of chives, and Mo Xiaohe can eat a big bowl of rice.

It's a pity that eggs are also a precious thing, and people in the village use eggs to get favors, who has a red and white happy event, and send more than a dozen as a part, so there are fewer and fewer people who fall into the mouths of their own families.

A few hens in the family are quite powerful, on average, every chicken can lay an egg every day, the yolk is orange-red, Mo Xiaohe swallowed her saliva, she has never eaten such a delicious boiled egg.

"Xiaohe, why don't you go out for a walk?"

Mo Daya walked into the yard with a large bowl, and saw Mo Xiaohe wearing a coarse cloth dress, squatting in front of the chicken coop without any image.

For this cousin, Mo Daya can't like it at all, mainly because the family is patriarchal, and she gives birth to the second uncle Mo Jingshan's daughter.

On weekdays, I wear good clothes, there are no patches, I have what I want, my hands are delicate, and I haven't done rough work at all.

Delicate and beautiful, she doesn't look like a village girl at all.

Mo Daya's treatment is very different from it, she gets up early and works late with her mother, feeding pigs and chickens, beating pigweed, chopping firewood, and taking care of the two younger siblings at home.

It's delicious, and it can't fall into her mouth at all, but isn't it like this for everyone in the village to raise girls?

I look forward to waiting for the age to come, marry a good family, earn more dowry, marry out the daughter, and spill the water.

"Big girl, you're here."

Mo Xiaohe turned around and smiled embarrassedly when she saw Mo Daya with a dish-faced face.

The predecessor will also complain that his father and mother are more eldest brothers, and sometimes they play petty nature, but compared with the eldest cousin, he is simply living a princess-like life.

Mo Daya, just by listening to the name, you know how perfunctory and unpopular.

Mo Daya loves beauty very much, although there are patches on her clothes, but she handles them well, and there are clumps of bamboo embroidered on them to cover it.

The cousin looks average, and when she is busy with the farm, she follows the uncle and the aunt to do farm work, even if she covers her head and face with a cloth towel, she is still very tanned, and there is a small mole on the corner of her mouth.

The people in the village are superstitious, and people who hear that there are moles on the corners of their mouths are easy to have quarrels with others, and they have a broken mouth, and outsiders don't look down on Mo Daya.

Last year, the uncle went to the town to do odd jobs, and fell in love with Li Er, a young man in the town, who only had an old man who sold insoles in the market.

Li Er is a person who can speak well, is attentive to his uncle, and comes and goes, Mo Daya and Li Er see each other right and achieve this family business.

Sister Lobby's wedding date is set for the year before, pinch your fingers, and she will get married in two months.

"Yes, Dad fished out a bowl of shrimp in the river, no, let me send it quickly."

Mo Daya handed the bowl to the Li family who greeted the door, said hello, dragged Mo Xiaohe into the room, and complained, "Grandma said that this bowl of shrimp should be kept for our family's scholars." ”

Mo Huaiyuan hadn't come back yet, and the village was too far away from the school he was in, and no one could bring a message.

Grandma's meaning is to make shrimp paste so that she can leave it for a few more days and wait for her baby grandson to come back and eat it.

"Hmph, your high fever didn't go away after you fell into the water, and you didn't say anything about grandma."

Mo Daya is indignant, why are the girls married from other people's families? After that, if there is something in my mother's family, will I help or not?

In my heart, there is only my son, and this heart can't be deviated anymore!

If it was before, I was pouted by my cousin, and my predecessor must have been uncomfortable, and I would have to make trouble with my father.

But Mo Xiaohe is different, she feels very sorry for her eldest brother who is studying, he always saves money and food, leaves a few copper plates, and buys her favorite small things.

There is delicious food, leave it for the eldest brother, it should be, after all, it is the eldest brother, and it will be the father and her dependence in the future.

"You, you, why did you fall into the water, people are stupid?"

Mo Daya hated that iron could not become steel, and she found that her cousin had changed her temperament, and this time she did not form a united front with her.

Mo Xiaohe rolled her eyes, she said bad things about her eldest brother to her cousin, is she stupid?

Besides, there is shrimp paste, which will also enter part of her mouth in the future, the more the merrier, grandma doesn't hurt her, and with the eldest brother here, can she shorten her failure?

Mo Daya may not have any bad intentions, but Mo Xiaohe is still a little uncomfortable to let their brothers and sisters centrifuge like this.

"Xiaohe, seeing that I am going to get married at the end of the year, I go to the town, although it is not like our farmers who have fields, but they don't need to be exposed to the wind and sun."

Mo Daya patted Mo Xiaohe's hand, looking like a confidant sister, and sighed, "You are the top in our village, and you are literate and hyphenated, do you really want to marry that ugly monster?" ”

Ugly?

Mo Xiaohe wanted to refute loudly! You're an ugly man!

Li Er, who works in the town, has been to the village, and when he was married, the original owner also saw it.

It's not as tall as three pieces of tofu, it's as thin as a white-striped chicken, and it looks as delicate as a girl, is it beautiful?

"Otherwise, only our village knows about him saving you anyway."

Seeing Mo Xiaohe's strange face, Mo Daya knew that she had poked her sore feet.

Don't say it, my arrogant cousin looked down on herself, and this will make Mo Daya finally able to get back a game, and she feels very comfortable.

"Let the second uncle and second aunt send you out to avoid the limelight, you have such a good look, you still have to marry a foreign master?"

Mo Daya continued to pout, she just wanted to see how Mo Xiaohe decided.

My cousin has an idea, and she will definitely not accept her fate like this.

Forget the ugliness of the head of the Orion, living in the barren mountains and mountains, and being accompanied by wild beasts, it is terrible to think about.

If Mo Xiaohe really marries that kind of person, how will she help her as a cousin in the future?

Mo Daya is not stupid, Mo Xiaohe is married well, she may be able to borrow light.

Yesterday, her fiancé Li Er came to her and said that there was a family in the town who died in childbirth, one corpse and two lives.

At this juncture, let Xiaohe marry in the past, a year or two, and give birth to a big fat boy, won't the family business outside the staff be theirs in the future?

What good can it do to follow Orion and suffer poverty all your life.