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Mao Xiao looked down the mountain.

What did he see? He almost fainted. I really wanted to scold my mother, but he didn't dare to scold in front of Uncle Seven, so he could only scold quietly to the sky for a while, and that's it.

At the foot of the mountain, Uncle Seven was humming a little song softly with his eyes in his hands, and although the song was unpleasant, Uncle Seven still hummed so vigorously that a tree not far away also danced. Gradually, his eyes hummed softly with the rhythm of Uncle Seven, and the voice spread, Mao Xiao heard it, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't bear to die on that mountain. However, Mao Xiao has to listen there, and he has to work while listening, otherwise, if things are not done, then, after going back, his eyes will look for him to splash.

At this time, Uncle Mao Hua quietly came over from somewhere, and when he saw Mao Xiao sitting alone in the field pulling weeds, he sat down speechlessly, sat next to Mao Xiao, and helped him pull the grass. When Mao Xiao saw Uncle Mao Hua, it was like seeing Uncle Seven, and he was quite disgusted, and even wanted to beat someone. However, seeing that Uncle Mao Hua had no malicious intent, he dispelled the idea of beating people.

"My sister-in-law is here." Mao Xiao greeted politely.

"Your face is so ugly, what's on your mind?" Uncle Mao Hua wrote about Mao's novels.

"What's on your mind? See for yourself, look down the mountain. Uncle Mao said to Uncle Mao Hua while working.

So, Uncle Mao Hua glanced down the mountain, and this look made her laugh out loud. Uncle Mao Hua thought, now that it's okay, Uncle Seven won't blame himself for what he did with Ghost Dan in that small shed. However, after laughing for a while, she spat it so hard that a cloud of dust could not help but flutter.

Uncle Mao Hua didn't say anything, sat on the ground, glanced at Mao Xiao, closed one eye, and made a snorting sound like a fly, which means Mao Xiao...... However, Mao Xiao didn't have the guts, and when she saw her beloved sister-in-law like this, she couldn't help but sit on the ground and cry.

After crying for a while, Mao Xiaoqi stopped crying, and thought, if you play my wife, can't I get your wife? So, I stopped crying, and looked at Uncle Mao Hua and laughed very ugly. Uncle Mao Hua saw Mao Xiao laughing, so he laughed, lay on the ground, and tore off his shirt at once......

Mao Xiao saw Uncle Mao Hua lying on the ground in a pink coat, and for some reason, his heart softened and he didn't dare, so he cried loudly again. When Uncle Mao Hua saw this, he gave up, stood up, stretched his neck to look down the mountain, and quietly left along the small mountain road.

Mao Xiao made crops in the field for a while, and when he saw that it was getting dark, he went home along the small crooked dirt road.

When he walked to the door of the house, Mao Xiaojian was standing alone under a grass tree at the edge of the house, hugging Zaozao, who was also doing that. Seeing this, Mao Xiao rushed forward in three or two steps, holding an iron hoe, and wanted to beat someone. However, when the man saw this, he had already run away.

"Morning, what are you doing there with that man?" Mao Xiao saw it early and scolded in a low voice.

"When Wang Wu saw me, he gave me candy to eat, and then he was going to take off my pants again......" said to his father indifferently.

"He'...... still "almost started crying early."

Mao Xiao wanted to rush into Wang Wu's house to reason with him, but after thinking about it, it was not appropriate, if this matter was spread, then what would her daughter do in the future? So, I went into the house, didn't say anything, and began to cook in silence.

At this time, Wang Wu came again, standing at the door of Mao Xiao's house, playing with the family early. Wang Wu had a small braid on his head. Originally, Wang Wu didn't want to keep such a braid, especially in the summer, which almost made him uncomfortable to death, but if he didn't, then his father would beat him. This braid is said to be the hallmark of his people. Because his ancestors had been great officials and had been prominent in Stone Village for a while, he could not be ungrateful, so the clansmen made a family rule to keep braids to show that they had not forgotten the benefits that the emperor had given them. Because Wang Wu was a child, he only had a small braid, but Wang Wu's father had a long braid.

With this braid, although it is not very convenient to do things, it can make people feel a certain glory. Because of this, in Stone Village, few people dare to argue with them.

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