The next day, in the newly opened shop on a rather prosperous street in Taiping Town. Occupied.

The past is the past. The old man asked Mo Qingye to rename the three of them, and also asked a doctor to heal the boy.

Sign the deed of sale, and from then on be a slave and a slave.

Jin Da and his wife Jin were busy cleaning the storefront, only knowing that the small proprietor would open in a few days, but nothing else was known.

Jin Da wiped the sweat from his forehead, Mo Qingye was simple, and the woman also called Jin directly. "Ten thousand dollars are the head, this girl is really in the money hole."

Kim's expression was indescribable.

However, the faces of people in their thirties and forties were covered with wind and frost, and it seemed that they had experienced a great disaster.

Jin Dawei was the old man, washing the lead, and he looked like he was not so old. If he hadn't deliberately hunched his waist and lowered his eyebrows, I'm afraid no one would have believed that he was a shopkeeper. The shopkeeper of the Ruyi Pavilion.

"We are not what we used to be."

Today's Ning family has long lost its former prosperity. Even the only blood line had to be renamed to be retained.

Mo Qingye gave the child the name Lin Qingbai. Ning, Lin. The old man's begging surname. He still remembered the smiling Dango woman with a detached look in her eyes.

I don't know if you see anything, Qingbai? Will it ever be revealed to the world? Jin Da smiled bitterly, now far away from the capital, away from right and wrong. Single-mindedly only in the small village road peace of mind housekeeper, how can it still be revealed to the world!

"As long as I can leave a bloodline for the old lady, it is the greatest blessing." Kim was also reassured. Looking back at the house that was not enough for a side courtyard in the previous home, there was an inexplicable tranquility.

Fleeing for his life all the way, living like a human and a ghost all the way, maybe God can't stand it anymore if he can live like this.

In the back room was the three-year-old child Lin Qingbai.

The tear stains on the thin, pointy face were dry and wet, wet and dry. It's a bit like when the little tree was thin.

Mo Qingye had already let Yan Chengan speak, and this Ruyi Pavilion would open the day after tomorrow.

When he went home, he also sent Da'an and Xiao'an to send a hundred taels of silver to congratulate him. The good name is said to be a good start. Mo Qingye was not hypocritical, he accepted it, and he never took it to heart. People remember it.

Su Jinyan is also a good person, as soon as the front foot left, the back foot sent this person out to spread the story.

Ruyi Pavilion, all kinds of wishful. All kinds of things for sale, no matter when and what season, can be sold.

Even the county magistrate asked a few words faintly, only to say who was so rampant.

Mo Qingye was not ambiguous, and went back to the village to tell his father that the family would invite twenty long-term workers, which immediately shocked Mo Laosan's family.

"You, you girl, what do you want to do? But something went wrong about the exchange of food? Mo Zhiyuan's face changed in fright.

He had already gone out to inquire about the exchange of food, and there was no news outside. The only place where you can exchange food is your own house. This has been worrying all the time, but it also hinders Su Jinyan and does not dare to stop it. I just want to take care of it myself.

Lin was also frightened, and his face changed suddenly.

Mo Qingye sighed, sometimes it is much more difficult to lie than to lie. "Mother, I bought a mountain." The tone was light, as if to say what the weather was like today.

Even if you don't talk about buying a mountain now, you won't be able to hide it in the future.

"What?!!" Mo Zhiyuan's eyes widened in surprise, and the teacup that was almost bluffed didn't hold it steady.

Hill?! Lin stood up, full of surprise, but it was more frightened than surprised.

"Second sister, but what's wrong?" Mo Qingye wrinkled his eyebrows, but he didn't dare to speak too heavily in his tone, for fear of scaring his sister.

"It's the barren mountain behind us." Then another bomb was dropped.

instantly blew up a group of people from the Mo family to the point of dizziness.

"Daddy doesn't have to ask where the money comes from, Ye'er guarantees that the way is clear." smiling, his mouth is quite tight.

Yan Chengan glanced at the small lump, what agreement did Second Master Su have with her, he couldn't understand it. At the beginning of the period, I thought that the second master had some recipe, so I was dizzy and handed over a little girl to do it. Now I look at it, but it is not.

The grain was pulled over, and the second master didn't ask. It's more like you can do whatever you want. Only occasionally can I see a bit of solemnity in the eyes of the second master.

"This, Ye'er, you ......" Lin was not good at words, and he was speechless in a hurry.

Mo Zhiyuan looked at the serious appearance of his little daughter who smiled steadily. The first reaction was Su Gongzi, hey. Looking at Mo Qingye, his expression was indescribable.

The people in the village asked several times what method this Su Gongzi gave to the little girl. It's bizarre that another seed can germinate, and mastering this method is not a cornucopia of wealth?!

Mo Qingye has almost been running out these days, and Mo Zhiyuan has no time to spare, and he has been inquired about all day long. Seeing his daughter's radiant appearance, he really believed a little.

Hey, sigh secretly. If Su Gongzi could say this method, Ye Er would probably have said it a long time ago. Caught in the middle, it is estimated that he has suffered a lot of grievances. Mo Zhiyuan felt a little sorry for his daughter.

It is estimated that everyone can't think of it, and if they want to get Fangzi, it is estimated that Su Gongzi is not much worse than them.

But since Mo Qingye agreed, as long as the food and salary in the army are enough, how can he care about the people in the world. In this regard, Su Jinyan estimated that he would only scoff at it.

It is said that it is seven or eight points in line with Mo Qingye's style of acting. They are all calm and abnormal, but they also have a bit of cold-blooded people. It is better to lose the salvation of the gods and horses in the world to the Virgin.

"This is also a barren mountain that should not be bought, and it takes a lot of effort to reclaim." Mo Zhiyuan figured it out and said no more.

In his eyes, in the end, it is still his daughter who is important.

As for the village, I can only persuade myself. Thinking that his mother called him two days ago, she didn't say anything about changing food, but only said that the recipe was not safe in the hands of a girl, so she actually thought about it. Now he is getting colder.

I don't even want to enter the door unless I have to.

"Dad, my daughter has her own measure. You can help me find some permanent work. You can go to work tomorrow. "In the morning, find all the people, burn some earth ashes with a strong aura, and sprinkle them with water, it is estimated that they will be able to recover soon.

The father and mother of the back mountain can watch, and in the afternoon, they can send the vegetables of each season planted in the back to the town.

Fortunately, the remaining half of the yard was pulled out some time ago, and it will be able to be sold in another three or five days. Vegetables are enough for half a month, and there are not many essences, which is not in a hurry.

"It's good to invite people now, the weather is dry these days, and the big guys are idle at home. Just this salary? Mo Zhiyuan touched the back of his head in embarrassment, although he himself didn't know when his daughter had the right to speak at home, when she started to ask about everything, and even now everyone is used to asking the youngest daughter.

But asking the worker to ask his daughter to take the money is still a little embarrassing for him, a man whose husband is heaven, even if it is his own daughter. R1152