86_86551Mojia Village is located at the foot of Taiping Mountain, which is surrounded by many villages. Mojia Village is relatively large, and it is also the most external.

It is a century-old village. Many families have relied on Taiping Mountain for generations to spend year after year.

In recent years, the harvest has generally been bad across the country, and this year's rain god festival court is very important.

Mo Qingye couldn't help but sigh leisurely, without looking at the paddy fields in this house, he really didn't know that the drought was already so severe.

In previous years, seedlings had already started at this time, but this year there was hardly a single puddle in the field. It's drying up.

"If it doesn't rain again on this day this year, we'll miss the crops." Mo Zhiyuan hung his back slightly, and tore off the dead grass in the field. I'm afraid this is not far from drought.

Mo Zhiwen frowned slightly, his face was not very good-looking when he was a little bookish on weekdays. "I'm afraid this year is really a year of famine." After speaking, he looked left and right, and saw Mo Qingye catching crayfish on the edge of the field. Pulled the third brother and lowered his voice. "If possible, it's better to prepare early."

Mo Zhiyuan's voice was low, "Well, I'll let the boy have some food when I go back." Although he didn't want to believe it, after all, it was not a sloppy matter.

Mo Qingye on the edge of the field was slightly stunned, and his white little hands grabbed two big lobsters with crimson pincers, and pursed his lips.

"Ye'er's father, can you come over and help me see my corn temple later? I'm dying. An aunt came out of the field, dressed in a blue woman's outfit, with an anxious expression and a rather tangled tone.

Mo Qingye looked up, heh, I know. Isn't this the mother of the big cow family?

Before Mo Zhiyuan could speak, the big cow lady took two steps uneasily on the edge of the field, and said a little apologetically, "Big brother, we were sorry for you last time, and we blamed that bastard boy for not making it clear." This is how Ye'er was wronged, if it weren't for the crops this time, we wouldn't want to trouble you. Da Niu Niang's face was a little worried. Although her son patted his chest and said that he had reconciled with the little girl of the Mo family a long time ago, she still didn't know about her son, which girl in this Mojia Village saw him and had no detour.

But she didn't say much, the big family in the village, the young master Manzi didn't say anything. Hey, the big cow girl is also a little embarrassed.

Mo Zhiyuan shook off the mud on his hands and smiled honestly. These words can be seen outside, they are all from one village, what can they do. But sister-in-law Niu, I can only come and help you take a look. There's no way to see if it's good at that time. "Mo Zhiyuan has always been a person who responds to requests, and he is also a rare good person in Mojia Village.

"Okay, that's it. Later, at noon, you will come to our house for lunch. In the afternoon, I will go back to the fields. After speaking, he didn't wait for a few people to refuse, and ran away with his legs.

Mo Qingye saw that his father hadn't reacted yet, and hurriedly shouted, "Dad, there are a lot of lobsters in this field, if you can help me catch a few." I want to go to Da Niu's house. After saying that, he picked a handful of sturdy weeds and tied a few lobsters with large pincers. With a neat turn, he tumbled up from the parched field. No mud and water in the slightest.

The glutinous rice dumpling-like figure is extremely conspicuous. Mo Qingye hadn't noticed that he had become too strong, and since he fainted back from Taiping Mountain last time, he felt that his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength. But I didn't try it specifically. But it seems a little too easy to climb this embankment.

Mo Zhiyuan couldn't help but be a little spoiled, "This girl, what is delicious about this thing, it is all shells, and she always loves to eat straw." That being said, I still caught lobsters for my daughter when I was cleaning up the rice fields. But he muttered, "When did this kid become so neat." "You must know that Mo Qingye is petite, according to her own visual measurements, at most more than one and a half meters. Tian Di was at least about her waist. Thinking of the past days, when Mo Qingye climbed the heights, he carefully swayed his body and shook it three times, and he felt funny.

The rough and leafy Father Mo didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his daughter at all.

Mo Zhiwen didn't pay attention, he just smiled low when he heard the conversation between the two fathers and daughters, and his face became more and more gentle when he thought of the fetus in his wife's womb.

Mo Qingye hurried towards Da Niu's house with a tiger under her feet, of course, but she felt that the little short legs could be much faster.

A rather splendid carriage drove up the dusty avenue, and the speed of the coachman's whip was evident from the whip raised high. Soon he was behind Mo Qingye, and the road that was not wide immediately became crowded. Even though Mo Qingye was already standing on the side of the road.

"The girl in front of you dodge!" The coachman raised his whip and did not slow down in the slightest, but rushed straight ahead. That arrogant look Mo Qingye saw at a glance.

Mo Qingye frowned slightly, the carriage was gorgeous and extravagant, and the coachman's awe-inspiring eyes also made Mo Qingye very disliked. Seeing that the carriage did not slow down when it reached him, the coachman yelled, "Get out of the way, I haven't seen the poor girl in the world!" As soon as the whip was raised, it was directly aimed at Mo Qingye.

Mo Qingye was furious between his eyebrows, and his little dumpling face was full of gloom. The moment the whip was raised, a dodge dodged it. A foot fell into a small ditch by the side of the road.

The coachman saw that Mo Qingye avoided the corner of his eye, and shook his whip disdainfully and whipped it on the horse.

The horse immediately neighed, and a "Stop!" came from the curtain behind him. The coachman hurriedly pulled the rope, his face was still a little panicked, and the carriage slowed down slightly. A white jade hand was exposed outside the curtain of the carriage behind him, and a crisp voice was full of anger, "Do you want to fall to death young grandma?" What are you angry with such a filthy poor girl, and you have lost your identity for nothing! ”

A green maid poked her head out and glared at the coachman. I caught a glimpse of Mo Qingye standing in the ditch, covered with branches and leaves, with a lowered head, shabby cotton clothes on his body, and another sneer, "A group of people who have never seen the world!" Hiding the anger between the silver eyebrows, "That little girl, how do you tell my Ning family?" When you say so, I'll give you a penny. The green-clothed maid held her head high, like an arrogant white swan.

The Xiao family? Isn't Manzi surnamed Xiao? If she remembers correctly, Xiao Man is the only family in Mojia Village with the surname Xiao in recent years.

He lowered his head, as if he was afraid to raise his head, and stretched out his white and tender little hand to gently point to the road leading to Taiping Mountain.

The green-clothed maid did not doubt him, and in her opinion, giving a few taels of silver in such a poor place was a complete windfall from heaven. No one would lie stupidly, with a small face, he threw the silver in disgust, and threw it at Mo Qingye's feet like a charity.

"This is our young grandmother's reward for you, save some flowers." After saying that, he went in without looking back. It doesn't matter where the broken silver was thrown, and it doesn't matter what Mo Qingye is still standing in the ditch with his head bowed and not saying a word.

As the carriage drifted farther away, the logo on the carriage became more and more conspicuous. The corners of Mo Qingye's mouth skimmed slightly, bent down slightly, and didn't know what to think, with all his strength, a small stone broke out of the air.

Mo Qingye was a little surprised at this time, and watched the small pebble embedded under the wheel of the carriage. He glanced at his little hand in a daze, and his strength ...... It's big......

Mo Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled lightly. "I'll give you a gift." Hope you have a nice night out at Victoria Mountain.

I'm in a good mood to find out the broken silver, although I dislike it, but it's not money. Crawling out of the ditch with both hands and feet, he was more and more happy to watch the carriage drive towards Taiping Mountain. I recited it silently in my heart several times.

I hope that the pebble doesn't let the carriage explode on the road......

Hehe, Mo Qingye is not the kind of Holy Mother White Lotus, she has always been an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

(The dumplings will be updated from next week, everyone is welcome to jump into the pit, and the pit products are absolutely guaranteed...... ）。