Brother exposed the short in person, Gu Zheng wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, he was holding back, his face was even tighter, he nodded, wanted to comfort a few words, couldn't find the words for a while, he patted Xu Tietou's shoulder, then turned his head and strode home. 'Le'wen'''.

I don't know if my wife woke up, if Mo Xiaohe was emotionally unstable, he decided to tell the story of Xu Tietou and Mo Daya as a joke, and someone who put his mother first did not have the slightest sense of shame for betraying his brother.

The rain stopped, the sky was cloudy, the town that was tragically ransacked, the people who survived the catastrophe were unusually silent, several families were wiped out, the group was inhumane, the ignorant little baby of a few years old did not let go, and there was a woman with two lives.

For the first time, the neighbors, who were constantly arguing on weekdays, showed kindness, they gathered together, went door to door to help, put together a thin coffin for those who died, and then found a place with good feng shui and buried them in a unified manner.

When Gu Zheng went home, Mo Xiaohe had already woken up, she was chatting with Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, talking about the scenery of the Northland Licheng and the folk customs of various places, seeing him come in, her eyes lit up, "Husband, ......"

"I'll go to Li's house, everyone in the family is fine, don't worry."

Gu Zheng walked to the side of the bed and touched his lady's little hand, it was cold and cold, and there was a layer of slippery sweat, although there was nothing lacking in the cellar, it was not enough ventilation, just smelling the aroma of wine made people intoxicated.

"That's good."

Mo Xiaohe blinked, how did her husband know that she was going to ask her family? He has always been thoughtful and always puts himself in her shoes and thinks about her.

"The food at home has been snatched up, and I will send rice and noodles later."

Gu Zheng just cleaned up the room, and dyed the charcoal basin to dispel the dampness and coldness in the air, and waited for the bedding to dry before bringing people up.

The town is harmonious on the surface, because everyone suffers from disasters and sympathizes with each other, if you know that someone has escaped the catastrophe, and you can still fish and meat, the bad roots of human nature will be revealed, and those who are bold may come to the door to rob them, after all, people can do anything in order to survive.

"Why don't you eat some noodles and add a few greens."

Aunt Zhang is a person who has come over, she thinks so, she rolls out some noodles, and she is not worried about the taste, there is a small jar of meat sauce at home, which was originally to take Mo Xiaohe on the road to satisfy her hunger, but now they are delaying their travel, making food on the road, and they are not in a hurry.

In the evening, the family had not yet eaten, Feng Dachun came to the door, he was carrying a small bag of rough noodles in his hand, about ten catties, which was his ration for this month, and the iron shop was sold to the military, so naturally it was not within the scope of the robbery.

"Da Chun, haven't eaten yet?"

Aunt Zhang recognized Feng Dachun as her godson, and she was worried about it on weekdays, seeing that he still knew how to send food at such a time, she ironed in her heart, smiled and squinted, and hurriedly pulled him to the table to eat.

They are all acquaintances, Feng Dachun used to be recuperating in the Gu family, and his character was there, Mo Xiaohe put out the dishes and chopsticks to greet him, and several people sat together and said the arrangements for the future.

Gu Zheng was about to discuss with Feng Dachun, revealing his thoughts, Feng Dachun thought for a moment and felt that it was feasible, he would hunt, and the ability to let his family eat meat still existed, but building a house in the mountains was not overnight, and it would take more than a month at the earliest.

"The most delayed time is to cut wood, and I have saved a lot of it at home, and it is generally enough to build a house."

Gu Zheng built a house, bought the strongest green bricks, and carried them back to the mountains by manpower, but it is not convenient to buy bricks and tiles now, but he saved some red bricks, which are enough to make.

There are still a few small cabins in the mountains that he usually builds by hunting, barren mountains and mountains, facing wild beasts, but sometimes, it is much safer than facing people with complex minds, Feng Dachun is not alone in building the house, and Li He, he left a few days later to help with the handle.

At the end of the day, Feng Dachun stayed at Gu's house, and Mo Xiaohe followed her husband to Li's house, and after seeing her cousin and cousin in turn, she returned to Mojia Village.

Their carriage stopped in the village, the horses were fed at the neighbor's house, the people in the village heard about the situation in the town, closed the door, and were very afraid that the relatives who could not hit the eight poles would come to the door, not that they were ruthless and did not help, but that every family had a hard time in the past few years, the price of grain soared, they did not have a few copper plates at home, they were not busy with farming, they had to drink porridge in the morning and evening, and they were so hungry that they couldn't sleep at night, and they cried bitterly with the quilt.

Mo Xiaohe sat in the boudoir before she got married, everything in it was kept intact, she recalled those days, and suddenly felt a little long, I don't know if my father and mother can come back in the future, this is no longer home. Thinking like this, she sighed abruptly, and then let Gu Zheng carry it on her back and return to the mountain before dark.

As soon as the husband and wife arrived home, a few more raindrops fell from the sky, and the original little light was replaced by darkness.

In the mountains, Mo Xiaohe was in a good mood, she took a deep breath, used a feather duster, cleaned the dust on the box on the bed, Gu Zheng came back to clean a few days ago, the house was clean, she held a quilt and nested in the corner to read.

"It's dark, how do you light an oil lamp? Be careful with sour eyes. ”

Gu Zheng brought over the candlestick again, and put it on the windowsill, he took out an eight-treasure box, divided into two layers, more than a dozen small grids, all of which are small snacks that Mo Xiaohe likes to eat on weekdays, including sour plums, winter melon sugar, pine nuts, begonia candied fruit, raisins, chestnut kernels, and melon seeds are all peeled.

"Husband, it's better to be comfortable here."

It's great if you can not go to Dawu Kyoto, only the husband and wife live a carefree life, but unfortunately, her mother-in-law, Mrs. Gu, always has to go over to see the situation, these words, she can't say these words, adding to Gu Zheng's blockage.

It was rare for the lady to be happy, Gu Zheng rubbed her hair with a soothing expression, "What do you want to eat?" ”

After she became pregnant, Mo Xiaohe ate a lot, she had to eat several meals a day, and when Feng Dachun came to the house for dinner, she ate a small bowl of noodles and waited for Gu Zheng to open a small stove.

"Let's make a vinegar fish and put more chili peppers."

It started to rain outside the window again, and it was a little cooler in the mountains, Mo Xiaohe opened the small window to take a look, and the rain had been woven into a continuous slash, and there was a tendency to get bigger and bigger.

On such a day, there is nothing more comfortable than nesting at home, reading the book in front of the bright candle and eating small snacks, Mo Xiaohe feels very leisurely and comfortable.

"Last time you said you wanted to eat grilled fish, I figured out a way to add some soup and eat grilled fish while shabu-shabu, and eat two in one pot to warm your stomach."

The fish is ready, just served up for a while, it is easy to have a cold stomach, and now his own lady has a body, and the food is still finer, but I am afraid that it will take more than half an hour before the meal can be opened, and he has to steam a pot of hot steamed buns first.

"Add more peppers."

Mo Xiaohe repeatedly asked, she just hinted, Gu Zheng could immediately understand what she meant, after summarizing, she understood it thoroughly, there are not many dishes at home, but it is also good to blanch a few slices of potatoes, Chinese cabbage and fungus, and bamboo shoots in it.

"Okay."

There are also leftover hams bought before the New Year, sliced into thin slices, plus a few kinds of green vegetables, fish and meat dishes, and so on, he went to the mountains to walk around, dig some bamboo shoots, and by the way hit two pheasants, to make up for the lady.

Seeing Gu Zheng's tall back go out, Mo Xiaohe shifted her attention to the book in front of her, this is the manuscript that the predecessor bought with pocket money, the original version is only sold in bookstores, the price is expensive, and the hand-copied is cheap, but there are a few typos, she can even guess and understand.

After crossing over, Mo Xiaohe dug out the ceramic jar left by the predecessor for the first time, and saw a few copper plates on several sides, which was very deflated.

The book is in the vernacular, which is easy to understand, and the fragrant plot is indispensable. A scholar from a poor family passed by the backyard of a large family's mansion and heard bursts of laughter from within the courtyard wall, so he secretly climbed the wall and saw the lady of the big family and swinging.

The wind blew the hem of the young lady's skirt, revealing the pale pink obscene pants inside, and the young lady's thin legs were white and tender, which made the scholar think. So, he boldly knocked on the door and asked the lord of the house to plead guilty, indicating that he had ruined the name of the young lady and was willing to ask to marry the young lady.

The scholar didn't dare to say that he climbed the wall to see everything, only said that the young lady's swing was too high, and the rich man liked to read people, and he was old-fashioned and pedantic, so he immediately agreed to the scholar's request and chose him to be the son-in-law of Chenglong.

It is conceivable that this kind of treacherous person, after marrying a beautiful lady, will not live in peace, all the books are read in the dog's belly, a pair of thief eyebrows and mouse eyes, looking at the beautiful maids in the house all day long, taking the initiative to seduce, taking it for his own use, during the pregnancy of the young lady, and hooking up with three or four, and finally the master's aunt was also impressed by his skills in bed, and was willing to cheat with him.

"What a mess, I've read it!"

Mo Xiaohe rubbed his eyebrows, this is an ancient stallion that destroys the three views, but it has merit, in which the details of the bed are described in a large paragraph, weakening the rest of the plot, and in the end, except for the meat is meat.

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