By noon, almost all the people in the village had arrived.

Now that it is the end of the year, everyone is here, and Mo Laosan's family has borrowed almost half of the village's tables and chairs, and built several sheds in the courtyard.

At noon, it is also the day to open the door.

A string of firecrackers crackled around the Mo family's mansion several times, and the people of Mojia Village were smiling.

Now this big mansion of the Mo family is a representative of Mojia Village. It's glory to say it.

Sometimes, when others surpass you, others will be jealous. When others are already unattainable, there is already a strong sense of awe.

Now Mo Qingye's family is like this.

In winter, the moment the Mo family opened the main door, the dark clouds dispersed, and a big sun came out.

Everyone was amazed, and they all called the Mo family blessed.

The main entrance is opened, and the blue bricks and white tiles look very atmospheric. In the middle, a gray masonry road leads to the hall.

On both sides is the newly renovated courtyard of the Mo family, which has been planted with exquisite flowers.

The listening door is four dark red doors, and the middle two doors are slightly open. A long corridor winds out on the side, and there are rattan chairs and rattan tables in front of the corridor, three feet away from the rattan table, and the flowers and plants are thick. But it is a good place for the little brother in the family to read and practice words.

The originally deserted courtyard is actually more vivid and simple against the backdrop of flowers and plants.

On the tall trees outside the wall, there are occasionally a few crisp bird calls and insect chirps.

After entering the second courtyard, there is a wing room and a study. There is a small courtyard at the Hanging Flower Gate, which is a place for women in the backyard to play.

The study was a little farther away from the courtyard, as if seeking peace.

The transept is the dwelling place of the people in the family. The construction is much better than that of ordinary people's homes.

The eyes of the villagers of Mojia Village widened as they looked at the big mansion that was very different from their own. As well as the guards and maids at the surrounding gates, they were secretly frightened in their hearts.

Everyone did not dare to make a loud noise, for fear of destroying a single cent in the house.

"This must be some celebrity hermit again. It turns out that he hasn't left yet. Old Master Ye looked at the wall with a burst of fanaticism, and almost leaned on the wall and refused to leave.

Mo Qingye glanced twice, the calligraphy and paintings in the hall were painted by herself in order to save money. Of course, the poems were copied......

Doctor Ren looked like you are hopeless, and looked at Ye Fuzi's brain and hurt.

Since it is a warm house, it is naturally to add some popularity to the house.

Mo Qingye instructed people to prepare a lot of silver nudes, which were wrapped in small red envelopes. There are also some large and small candies, which are directly mixed together.

It was going to be sprinkled in the house. However, Su Erye built yì outside the house.

The villagers seemed to be a little restrained in their houses. For fear of damaging every cent of the house, they are a little cautious.

Mo Qingye also agreed.

"Second sister, this way, this way." Brother Shu'er looked happy. But because of his short stature. Again and again, they were scattered among all kinds of tall figures.

When he jumped up again, he was already depressed. I almost stretched myself a few feet higher.

It was supposed to be sprinkled with red envelopes and candy on Shangliang Day. But because there were too many things at home in those days. That's why I left this matter on the day of housewarming.

The end of the year is also a festive picture.

"Boss, throw it to us."

"Boss, we're here." Several imps huddled together, with the big one on top of the small one. Rushed to the front.

Mo Qingye saw that it was those boys in the village at the beginning, and the five children helped her a lot. Even sometimes I help listen to the root of the wall and come back to change the candy to eat.

Mo Qingye was not favoritism, and directly took a big dustpan and stood on a high place and threw it out in all directions.

The bright red envelope looks particularly festive in the sun.

The vigorous snatching of the bag was scattered three rounds. Only then did he sprinkle a dustpan of red envelopes.

Adults and children were all happy, and they all smiled. Neither the one who got the sugar nor the one who got the silver nude did not add a few complaints.

On the contrary, because of the fact that the widow Chen was beaten by Mo Qingye, the relationship with the widow Chen and the widow Chen was much better.

It's just that occasionally I want to add some small shoes to Mo Qingye in the village, but I am told by someone, either the brainless fans of Mo Qingye in the village give people mud on the wall, or they bully the daughters of Aunt Chen's family behind their backs.

Even Widow Chen's daughter was almost isolated.

Among young people, Mo Qingye is almost 100% supportive.

Even Su Jinyan was a little dumbfounded when he received the secret guard's report before.

This cohesion is almost perverted.

As long as there is no direct conflict of interest with her, and those who are not directly entangled have almost become her brainless fans. This qiē is the strictest among young people.

It was as if she was born to be admired.

"Come on, come on, we wish the young owner's business better and better, and next year's harvest will be good." The long-term worker in the family is familiar with Mo Qingye, and although he is in awe, he can also let go a little.

Su Jinyan was pulled by the Lin family at the same table with the main family, that is, at the same table with them.

When the long-term worker pulled people over to toast, Lin smiled very gently.

It's just that he didn't expect Ye Er to directly pick up the wine bowl, and even Su Jinyan secretly frowned.

The long-term workers walked to Mo Qingye's table under the gaze of the villagers.

"Young owner, all of us have renovated new houses in our homes this year, and this is all your credit! The big guys have it all in mind. A man choked up.

Among so many people, his family conditions are the worst, he married a daughter-in-law before, and died during childbirth. The child was left to him alone.

The family doesn't have much land, and it's almost overstretched. Even the matchmaker said that several family affairs were yellow when they saw the children in his family and the fields.

Until he worked in the Mo family, it was just half a year. So he built a new tiled house, so that even the children could have enough to eat, and every day was like a dream.

Recently, someone said goodbye to him, and this qiē was given by Miss Mo.

The Lin family wanted to stop it, but it can be seen that everyone's feelings are a little low, but they can't bear it.

Glaring at Mo Zhiyuan busily, Mo Zhiyuan was going to drink for his daughter.

Before the hand could be stretched out, it was intercepted by a pair of slender and calloused hands. When I looked up, it was Second Master Su.

"I'll drink it for her." Su Jinyan said slowly, his face was very calm, not half embarrassed.

Mo Qingye glanced at him leisurely, his face was not red, and he agreed.

But the whole table was shocked.

Second Master Su helps drink? ……

Belch...... Long-term workers said the pressure was high.

However, seeing that both of them were calm, they felt that they were thinking too much.

Changgong picked up the wine bowl, "Thank you for your kindness, we will definitely work hard in the future." must live up to Miss Mo's trust. "The men are very emotional.

An older one silently added, "I wish Miss Mo more and more beautiful as she grows up and marries as soon as possible." Marry a good husband. ”

After saying this, they all laughed.

Rao is Mo Qingye's thick skin was also aroused a little red, the corners of Su Erye's mouth were slightly hooked, and the breath around his body seemed to melt.

However, this looks pretty......

Su Jinyan looked at the little face of the person in front of him, who was like a peach, and Li Yue's little face was much higher than the woman who was raised in the boudoir in Jingzhong since childhood. Second Master Su couldn't hold back and complained silently.

The longer it is, the uglier it gets! (To be continued......)