Time flies, the leaves begin to turn yellow, and after an autumn rain, the temperature plummets.

It was cold in the morning and evening, Mo Xiaohe insisted on getting up early, drinking bean juice, and doing exercise.

I don't know if it's the nutrition that keeps up, or the effect of bean juice breast enlargement, her clothes are tighter, and her clothes are changed to a new size.

The work done by cousin Li Xiu was appreciated by the aunt of the king of the town, and she received a few embroidery jobs and earned two taels of silver.

Two taels of silver is not a small amount, and ordinary people may not be able to save so much after a year, excluding food and drink.

Every time she went to town, Mo Xiaohe used her cousin as a shield, and she would enter the calligraphy and painting shop through the back door.

The old man went from disdain at the beginning, to seeing her like a relative, he greeted her warmly.

After going a few times, Mo Xiaohe learned that it turned out that the channel for calligraphy and painting shops to make money was not only to sell pen, ink, paper, inkstone, calligraphy and painting, but also to rely on copying ancient paintings from the previous dynasties.

In this era, there is tolerance for fakes, because if you are not a grandmaster with fiery eyes, you can't tell the difference between high-quality fakes at all.

Mo Xiaohe copied the powder book twice, and the similarity reached more than ninety percent, which surprised the old man.

As the shopkeeper of a calligraphy and painting shop, he is also half an expert, but he can't tell the difference between real and fake works when he messes up the real and fake works.

The price at which a fake can be sold for the real thing is usually sold to wealthy families, most of whom are merchants.

Because the official family can't afford to offend, especially they love to show, if the stuffing is exposed, the calligraphy and painting shop can't eat and walk around, and the shop pù will be smashed signboard.

Mo Xiaohe calmed down after going a few times, what she went to was a high-level counterfeiting base.

It's only been a month, and the silver in her hand has accumulated more and more, and last time she said she would quit, the old man cried and called her mother, and added a lot of money.

"Cousin, I'll be home in two days."

Mo Xiaohe calculated, she made enough money, and she had to confess to her father and mother first when she went home, otherwise she couldn't find any reason to use the money in the future.

didn't steal or rob, relying on her own ability to make money, she didn't think there was anything wrong.

"How good it would be to stay until the Chinese New Year and then leave."

Li Xiu sewed the insole, raised his head, and showed reluctance on his face.

She hadn't noticed that she and her cousin had so much in common, and the two talked about everything, commenting on the unmarried children in the village.

"I miss my father and mother, and besides, if it's going to be winter, there must be a lot of work at home."

Mo Xiaohe casually made a nonsense reason, counting the days, Gu Zheng should be back soon.

Seeing that after the Chinese New Year, she and Lu, the family must make a decision in advance.

When it comes to family affairs, Mo Xiaohe remembers one thing.

Some time ago, her father and mother came to see her and sent a message to her eldest brother Mo Huaiyuan, and her eldest uncle Wen inquired about the character of the daughter of the village chief of Mojia Village.

Li didn't have to say too directly.

Mo Rulan, the daughter of the village chief's family, is Mo Xiaohe's sworn enemy, and she doesn't like each other.

Mo Rulan is petite and lovely, and she is also a beauty embryo, but she is not as dazzling as Mo Xiaohe, and she has been competing for the title of the first beauty in Mojia Village for many years, and she has been defeated again and again.

The head of Mojia Village is not a scholar, and his status is not as high as that of Mo Jingshan, so the two families are a little discordant in private.

Mo Rulan is like her father, a merry beauty, and when she meets a shy boy, she always has to laugh a few words.

Wen has not heard of these rumors, and the Chinese have been talking about Mo Rulan's appearance.

In the dead of night, Mo Xiaohe couldn't sleep, and his heart was irritable.

Gu Zheng has been gone for two months, and there is no news at all, will he come back?

He is in the village, he has no relatives and no friends, he has the skill of hunting, and he can make the world his home.

After all this time, she seemed to miss him more and more.

The boy in Lijia Village, many people take a fancy to her beauty, and they pretend to pass by at the door on weekdays, and they are a little bold, and seeing her whistling makes Mo Xiaohe upset.

Clothed in clothes, Mo Xiaohe sat under the big tree at the door.

At this time, every household has extinguished the oil lamp, and occasionally a few dog barks and the cry of a baby can be heard.

Gu Zheng was carrying a large package in his hand, wearing stars and moons, he was supposed to stay in the town for one night.

For two months, he took a dart errand.

Escort a large number of jewels to Kyoto in Dawu.

Because the other party was in a hurry to ask for goods, he and the rest of the people could only copy the path, and if they took the path, they would definitely encounter mountain bandits.

The mountain bandits were ferocious, and in order to protect those jewels, they played with their lives. It can be said that the silver obtained from this trip was exchanged for his life.

Gu Zheng is tall and strong, and his kung fu is good, although the other party has a lot of manpower, under him, he has not been able to get any benefits.

However, in the fight, he was also stabbed in the waist.

Fortunately, the weather is not too hot, the knife edge is not deep, and his body foundation is good, just apply some herbs to stop the bleeding.

Returning from the town, Gu Zheng instinctively took the nearest road, he was not sure where Mo Xiaohe was, so he unconsciously took a detour and chose the farthest one.

Gu Zheng stood at the door of Li's house, looking at the people sitting under the tree, pursing his lips, his eyes were deep.

Leaving here, there wasn't a day he didn't think about her.

For so many years, everyone disliked his appearance, but she was the only one who was willing to be close to him without shying away from it.

Her eyes are always so clear, full of trust.

Gu Zheng swore that in this life, he would never live up to Mo Xiaohe.

"You're back?"

Mo Xiaohe sat for a long time, and was about to enter the house, when he found a man standing in the dark shadow of the moonlight outside the door.

The figure had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which made her feel at ease.

Being able to see him when he missed him, Mo Xiaohe was ecstatic.

The door had been shut, and in order not to alarm others, the two men were separated by a fence and looked at each other.

I haven't seen him for two months, Gu Zheng has lost some weight, and he looks taller and straighter.

"I'm back."

Gu Zheng looked at Mo Xiaohe deeply, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"I'll bring you meat tomorrow."

She's a little fatter, and he wants to say something to make her happy, but he won't express himself.

The brothers who walked the dart together said that women should not get used to it, and if they get used to it, they will go to heaven.

But Gu Zheng didn't understand, why couldn't he get used to his woman?

Even if it is heaven, there is him below.