Mu Lang didn't feel that what he was telling was a joke, blinked his innocent eyes, tilted his head to look at her, and said again, "He's blushing, isn't he sunburned?" I've been playing outside for a long time, and I'll blush my face, and my second sister will laugh at my face like a monkey's ass! ”

They just walked to the door of the house, and Tang Mo, who arrived first, was standing outside the door at this time, waiting for Mu Xiang to open the door. Unfortunately, when he heard Mu Lang's words again, Jun's face couldn't hold back anymore, and it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

With such a handsome face, how can it look like a monkey's ass!

Mu Xiang was really afraid that the eldest young master would be angry, so he hurriedly opened the courtyard door and invited him in. The kitchen had brewed chrysanthemum tea, which was freshly dried by her, and she wanted to try the taste. Since Tang Mo came, she washed the cup, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him. Tell him to taste the fragrance, and if it's okay, he'll be able to pay and leave. This big Buddha, her family's small house, can't afford it!

"Young Master Tang, how does it taste?" handed over the tea, watched him take a shallow sip, Mu Xiang stared at his reaction a little nervously, after all, people are professional.

Tang Mo didn't squeak, tasted a few more bites, and nodded slightly under Mu Xiang's expectant eyes, "Yes, it's more fragrant than the last time I drank it, and the aftertaste should be sweet and cool." ”

Mu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and put her mind at ease, she was really afraid that he would say something negative, "Then I'll give you the baked chrysanthemums, a total of three catties," today she dried all the chrysanthemums outside, since Tang Mo is here, put it away and let him take it away.

Tang Mo followed her to the yard, and could see that Mu Xiang treated these flowers very carefully, although he could hula the chrysanthemums with a sweep of his hand, but Mu Xiang was picked up one by one, very careful not to damage the petals. Thanks to her care, these chrysanthemums are able to maintain their full shape.

Mu Xiang finally finished collecting it, and carefully handed the cloth bag to Tang Mo, "I've packed it all, it's exactly three catties, do you want to weigh it?" "Of course, when she picked it back, it wasn't just right, and if there was any excess, she would take the excess down and make it into a whole number, which would be easier to settle the account! Although she had weighed it, it was polite to ask him to weigh it again.

Tang Mo only took the bag and didn't even look at it, "No need, what's wrong with doing business with you, this is silver," he casually took out a small bag from his arms and handed it to Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang took the bag, felt heavy, opened it and saw that it was a tael of silver, as many as ten taels. She wondered, "What are you doing with all this?" Three catties of chrysanthemum tea are not worth the money! ”

Tang Mo smiled: "This is to pay your deposit, how many goods I take, you take a notebook and write it down, and you don't have to pay every time you come back, it's too troublesome, we are going to do long-term business, I will give you a deposit, it's normal." Of course, he won't admit that he is too lazy to find money.

Mu Xiang was not polite, pulled the small rope on the bag, and said to him: "You sit down first, I'll go get a needle to help you pick the thorns on your hand." ”

Stab? Tang Mo looked down at his palm, and after a while, Mu Xiang had already come out with a needle, grabbed his hand without saying anything, turned it in the direction of the sun, and little by little, picked out the bamboo strips that had fallen into the meat.

Tang Mo stood there stupidly, looking at the little girl who was seriously helping him pick thorns, she looked too seriously, and she didn't feel any pain. I just felt that the whole person was floating, stepping on the clouds, illusory and not very real.

When he woke up, Mu Xiang had already helped him pick out the thorns, and the needles were sent back to the house, leaving him to stand in place one by one.

Suddenly, something was pulling at the corner of his pants, and he looked down to see that it was her family's black treasure. The little guy was tearing at the corners of his pants with all his might, as if he had a deep hatred for the hem of his pants, and he wouldn't stop until he tore them.

Mu Lang was afraid that it would get into trouble, so he ran over quickly, took Heibao away, and ran all the way to the eaves of the porch, staring at Tang Mo with big eyes.

Tang Mo smiled, didn't say anything, looked up at the kitchen, Mu Xiang was cutting red peppers in the kitchen, his back was slender, but he was quite straight. When he got the things, he didn't want to stay long, so he said to Mu Xiang: "I'll go back, I'll come back to collect chrysanthemum tea in a few days, even if I'm not free, there will be guys coming to collect it, and the day after tomorrow I have a friend who wants to come to Quanzhen Town, just let him taste the chrysanthemum tea you dried." ”

Hearing that he was leaving, Mu Xiang wiped his hands on his apron and came out to see him off, still polite, "It's okay if you don't come, anyway, the dried chrysanthemums can be stored for several days, so Master Tang should be careful all the way." The deposit was received, she was determined, she originally thought about keeping him for dinner, but just thinking about it, there was not even a decent table at home, Tang Mo was not Wang Xi, why did she stay?

She didn't stay, but Tang Mo was sullen in her heart, and she couldn't say what it tasted like.

sent Tang Mo away, Mu Xiang was not idle, and he didn't have time to think about it. She and Mu Lang dug a hole between the chicken coop in the courtyard and the fence outside the wall, the size of an adobe, so that the hens could shuttle back and forth, and at night, they used something to plug the hole. It's convenient and hassle-free.

Da Mei, Caiyun, Jin Ju, the three of them, went to pick chrysanthemums early in the morning, and they all brought dry food, saving them from running back and forth and delaying time.

Caiyun was not there, Mu Xiang and Mu Lang ate casually at noon, and after lunch, Liu Erdan came and wanted to find Mu Lang to go out to play. But Mu Lang didn't do it, he didn't want to go out to play, he wanted to accompany Mu Xiang to work at home, and it was useless to persuade Sen Xiang.

Liu Erdan didn't say anything, and stayed to help Mu Xiang work together.

The chicken coop in the yard was covered with a layer of grass and wood ash, and after a few days, the grass and wood ash were wrapped in chicken manure and formed a hard dung shell. When the chicken coop is cleaned, directly shovel off those hard shells, carry them to the vegetable garden to fertilize the ground, and after shoveling the grass and wood ashes, the chicken coop is still dry, and the grass and wood ashes are just gone back again.

Liu Erdan took the initiative to help Mu Xiang carry chicken manure, and also helped her dig a vegetable field. His body is much stronger than Mu Lang's, and his work is no worse than Mu Xiang. A vegetable patch, he dug it in a column of incense.

Mu Xiang also took a shovel and picked up around the vegetable garden.

Wherever there were weeds and weeds, she would pick up some stones every day and pile them up on the bank near the ditch to prevent the soil from draining when it rained heavily. There are many yards, and where the vegetable field is connected to the small ditch, a stone embankment is formed. From a distance, it's pretty good.

Liu Erdan stood and took a breath, saw the vegetable garden made by Mu Xiang, and sighed: "The vegetable garden you made is much better than my mother's, it is like drawing it out with a line, so neat!" ”

Indeed, on the basis of the original small vegetable plot, Muxiang was slowly placed, and gradually, the whole vegetable plot was square.