- "Actually, there is nothing wrong with what you do, it's just that we are in a very peaceful position, and we can't tolerate half of the accidents, and half of it will test our luck." Xiang Dongliu's gaze swept over Mo Ye's hands with white knuckles tightening the reins, and he paused for a moment before he continued: "In the past, when I was aggressive, I didn't think about it before acting, and Ah Mo often chanted 'according to local conditions' on the sidelines, which is about what it means!" ”

"What do you mean?" Hearing Xiang Dongliu's words suddenly mention the end of the night, Mo Ye, who was galloping on a horse, looked sideways, and happened to see a momentary smile on Xiang Dongliu's face, and she couldn't help but be secretly stunned.

"It's simple." Xiang Dongliu patiently explained, "That little sister of yours, the current age is when she is easy to be stubborn, and if you want to force her to change her mind, it is very likely to backfire." Only by making her suffer for herself can she remember your admonition. However, the current land of Xichuan is really not suitable for this kind of attempt, because here you will either not suffer a loss, but once you encounter bad luck, you will suffer a big loss. ”

He was still comforting people just now, but in an instant, a sense of intimidation arose in his words, and every sentence went straight to the situation that Mo Ye was most afraid of seeing.

Mo Ye's eyebrows jumped suddenly, his lips were agitated, and he didn't make a voice after a while: "You can see everything?" These words...... You should have alerted me earlier. ”

"Reminder? I thought this reminder would be superfluous to you. Xiang Dongliu looked at Mo Ye, and a trace of doubt slipped through his eyes, "According to my observation, your senior uncle, as well as the master who didn't come out of the ground, are all extraordinary people. And you. also lives up to the teachings of his teacher, and has a cautious plan that is not weaker than Amo. But now, I suddenly can't understand it, how can you make such a simple mistake? ”

Mo Ye was speechless for a moment.

Xiang Dongliu is right, she has been wrong, but she is herself. It's your own negligence, how can you be embarrassed to blame unrelated people?

"I'm sorry...... I have no reason to be angry with you. There was a hint of frustration in Mo Ye's tone.

I remember that just a few days ago, Uncle Xiao pointed out that she is a person who is calm on the outside but is easily anxious on the inside, and once she is in a hurry. It's easy to mess up when dealing with things. This is a character flaw that is likely to drag you down in the future.

And now. Mo Ye has a clear understanding of this.

But this is obviously not the right time to analyze these problems, and the most important thing at hand is to try to find Ye Nono.

The frustrated feelings only hovered in his heart for a moment, and he was forcibly swept away by Mo Ye with his mind. Pick yourself up and continue your search. But after looking for a long time, I still found nothing. A wide sandy area with relatively flat terrain. There were no obstacles, but it was too clean. The gaze is cast from different angles, and the sight that falls into the eye is almost the same. If he hadn't carried a compass with him, Mo Ye might have mistakenly thought that he had lost his way.

It's like a sea of sand and rocks!

"Cavalry!" In the group of soldiers led by Mo Ye, a sentry cavalry noticed a moving cloud of smoke and dust in the distance, and based on his several years of experience in patrolling, he quickly made a judgment: "Ten miles away, within twenty miles!" ”

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After leaving a copper coin at the wonton restaurant, the unkempt woodcutter who walked away quickly only bypassed one street and stopped when he reached a corner of the street where there were few people. After holding his breath and observing the surroundings for a moment, the unkempt woodcutter immediately kicked the stone onto the wall, and disappeared into the wall in an instant.

Landing in the backyard of a private house, the unkempt woodcutter walked around the main house for a while, quickly scanned the four corners of the courtyard, and once again made sure that no one was there.

By the time he crossed the threshold of the kitchen, his left hand had already removed the weed-like hair from his head, and with his right hand he had rested the wood knife he was carrying on the stove, and then he hooked his index finger and slashed it to his waist, and the corset belt was relaxed, and the tattered linen clothes had faded from the front placket, slid down his shoulders, and reached the middle of his right hand.

After taking off the sackcloth, the gray cloth shirt with narrow sleeves and short placket was revealed, cut and cut close-to-the-body, faintly revealing his slender and well-proportioned body. His back was straight, his arms were long and his shoulders were broad, which did not resemble the physique of a man who had been overworked all year round.

While his right hand wrapped the "hair" in sackcloth, his left hand quickly picked up the wood knife resting on the stove, and took advantage of the situation to slap the fire sickle that the family used to hang on the wall not far from the stove, and sparked several times at a very fast speed.

The young woodcutter, who had no unkempt hair and withered hair, stuffed the tattered shirt and wig into the stove, and then he took out a small paper bag from the narrow sleeve, poured out a black ball the size of a soybean, crushed it between his index finger and thumb, and threw it into the stove.

The pitch-black stove suddenly brightened, and a few sparks that were originally just smoking, in the blink of an eye, spit out tongues of fire as if they were a little demonized, engulfing the tattered sackcloth.

Scooped a scoop of water from the kitchen water tank, and cleaned the teeth that had not been washed for several days with the salt from the stove of this household. When the grime on the young face was washed away, the woodcutter put down a black hair tightly coiled on the top of his head, dipped his fingers in water as a comb, thinned it a few times, and then pulled out a new purple ribbon embroidered with white plum blossoms from the inside of the placket, and loosely tied the long, slightly damp hair behind his head.

Walking out of the kitchen of this family, it is difficult to find traces of firewood gatherers in the mountains on the young people who are already new. It was already early afternoon, and the clothes hanging in the backyard of the house were already dry, but the young man only glanced at the rope a few times, and made up his mind, instead of taking the clothes on the rope, he went straight to the head of the house.

With a tense wrist and a clasped thumb, the iron lock hanging from the door was like beans fried in a hot pan, and the door of the main house opened. The young man went straight in, then turned and walked into the bedroom next to the main hall, and opened the closet that stood next to the wall. His gaze swept over, and instead of taking the properly hung brocade robe, his gaze drooped slightly, and fell on a neatly folded heavy purple silk shirt in the corner of the cabinet.

Putting on the purple one, the young man instantly had the temperament of a businessman. And soon his eyes fell on the corner of the wardrobe, but he took a fancy to the size of the pair of mille-feuille bottom cloth shoes, which seemed to be the same size as the clothes of the man of this family, and the shoes fit well.

He bent down to get the shoes, but unexpectedly pulled out a handful of loose silver from the shoes, and the young man was slightly stunned at first, and then his habitually tight lips hooked upward. He poured out the broken silver and put it back in the corner where the shoes were keeping, and put the cloth shoes on, and the young man closed the closet and carried the tattered cloth shoes he had been wearing. Out of the house. The door was closed again.

When the door was closed, the young man shook his hand and threw the iron lock, which had just been torn open by himself with two fingers, into the corner of the courtyard, and a cluster of blooming wildflowers shook gently. Flood the slightly rusty lock.

Back to the kitchen. in the same order as the tattered linen. Disposing of the tattered cloth shoes that had been replaced, the young man picked up the wood knife resting on the edge of the stove again and stabbed it into the hearth. Sure that the ashes, which were slightly different in color from the ashes, had burned out, he straightened up, took two steps, and placed the wood knife next to a wood-splitting axe in the corner.

Out of the kitchen, the young man looked around the courtyard again, and suddenly a thought occurred to him, and he walked past the clothesline, and pulled a plain shirt hanging from the rope a little crookedly. When he had done this, he sighed softly with satisfaction, and finally kicked the stone up the wall again, and walked away in the direction he had come.

About half an hour after the young man left, the courtyard door of the house opened from the outside in, and a middle-aged couple walked in, but it was the main owner of the family who had gone out before noon.

The middle-aged male protagonist is slightly thin, with thin eyebrows and a long face, which shows that he should have some delicate temperament when he was a teenager. However, when people reach middle age, the corners of their mouths are no longer easy to rise, their pupils seem to be cloudy, and the expression of affection on their faces is also locked by the repeated life that lasts all day, making them mature but gradually getting old.

He walked behind the middle-aged woman, his eyes glazed over, and his face was drunk, as if he had gone to some family and friend's house at noon, and had eaten too much wine during the banquet. In contrast, the middle-aged woman looks shrewd and has a calmer complexion.

However, when the woman entered the courtyard and swept to the door of the main house, she was immediately at peace.

"Boss, when we left before noon, didn't my wife tell you to lock the door?"

The woman's voice was slightly louder, and the half-drunk and half-awake middle-aged man stiffened his neck when he was drunk. He finally opened his squinted eyes wider, and glanced at the padlock on the door.

After making sure that the door was not locked, the man felt a little weak, but he was afraid that his wife would roar, and he was afraid of the strength of the wine, and he was a little unwilling to be pressed by his wife all the time, so he forced a somewhat obscure voice and said: "It's not that you kept urging when you left, and the husband's family may have forgotten...... But I remember that I locked the door, otherwise how could the key be in my hand? ”

The woman lowered her eyes and glanced at her hand, she had just opened the lock on the gate of the courtyard, and the key was indeed taken from her husband's hand, and she couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she thought of this.

But she quickly thought through a problem, and immediately shouted: "Our lock can be locked without a key, and the key must be used when the lock is opened!" ”

As the woman spoke, she seemed to be about to snap her husband's fingers, but as soon as one hand was halfway raised, she sighed again and lowered it gently. Glancing at her husband's drunken and red face, she only thought in her heart that she couldn't listen to anything she said to him at this time.

The woman's annoyance had just been suppressed by herself, and the corner of her eyes swept over the plain shirt hanging on the clothesline in the yard, and noticed that the crooked placket that had been washed was somehow dirty, and the fire in her heart suddenly rubbed up again, and she scolded: "Whose domestic cat is this restless?!" ”

Looking at the direction his wife was going, the man didn't need to open his eyes to see the dress clearly, he already knew in his heart what she was complaining about. Maybe it was because he drank wine and became angry, so he casually threw a sentence: "If it's dirty, wash it again, why do you have to make noise about everything?" Are you going to catch that cat and fight with it again? ”

This simply adds fuel to the fire.

The woman turned around and said, "You don't need to wash these clothes, and you don't feel tired standing and talking, right?" ”

The male owner finally realized the severity of the problem between the scenes, he shouldn't have answered at all just now, and if he continued like this, it was estimated that he would not be able to escape another dispute today, so he quickly closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Although now he has also saved up a shop. Life is worry-free, but the capital of his business is all dependent on the dowry brought by his wife when he married. The wife was born in a wealthy family, and since she was a child, she learned from her parents and learned well, and now this small family that is gradually getting richer, in fact, the main living silver is in the hands of his wife. Although his mind is a little dizzy at the moment, as long as his wife's voice is in his ears, he can't ignore the reality of this wife's respect for her husband.

Closing his mouth, the corners of his mouth were a little displeased, and the man walked towards the main house with his hands tied.

A few days ago, I met a childhood friend in Beijing. Invited to visit us today. At lunchtime, they talked about their childhood playing together in this small seaside town called "Koyo", and later experiencing the turmoil in Kyoto to the point of losing contact, and the couple had a few more drinks of urine. In the afternoon, he came back with a drunken mood, and at this moment he was quarreled with by his wife. The dizziness is even worse. I just want to sit down and rest.

However, the man had just pushed open the door of the main house. When he stepped in halfway with his front foot, he heard an exclamation from his wife behind him, which startled him again.

"Boss. Has our family been robbed? ”

After a little calm, the man didn't even want to turn his head back, and said a little impatiently: "Don't be surprised, have you seen that family was robbed, can the door be so neat?" ”

However, as soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly remembered something, and the strength of the wine in his brain suddenly cleared up, and his legs and feet immediately became sharp, and he went straight to the bedroom on the side of the hall.

Opening the closet, his eyes widened slightly, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Quickly scooped up a handful of broken silver that was spread out in a corner of the closet, hurriedly filled it into another pair of shoes, and hurriedly got up, and the sound of light footsteps behind him was already very close. He didn't have time to close the closet, so he pretended to pick up the clothes inside, and was frightened by this nervousness, he faced the closet, and the flush that was washed up by the wine was much lighter, and a trace of doubt rose in his drunken eyes: the shoes were missing, it seemed that he was really robbed, but the silver was still there, what was going on?

Before the man could think about it, he heard his wife, who had already entered the inner room, ask, "Why did you suddenly turn up the closet?" Did you really lose something? ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly muttered: "What are you throwing away, I spilled wine on my body during the banquet just now, and I came to find a change of clothes." ”

"Oh, then you can find a casual body to wear first, and don't touch the clothes in this cupboard." The woman hurriedly came closer, and muttered, "As my wife has said a long time ago, all the things in this cabinet are silk brocades, and they are only worn during festivals, so don't break them casually." Go aside, and let your wife find it for you. ”

She pushed her husband away and closed the closet, and then the woman stepped aside, opened a wooden box that was placed next to the closet, reached out and rummaged through it, picked out a cloth shirt, handed it to her husband, and said, "Look at the hour, you don't have to go anywhere today, just wear this cotton first." ”

After changing into dry clothes and leaving the inner room, the man sat down in the hall. Seeing that his wife went to the well with his clothes stained with wine foam, and was fetching water, it seemed that he was going to wash the clothes immediately, and the man couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in his heart, and secretly became entangled.

It's not easy for her to work hard to manage the housework, it's too young a husband to do this......

Do you want to sue her?

But if you sue her, you will definitely be scolded, right?

Don't sue her?

But it seems that the family has really been burglarized, otherwise where did the shoes go?

Obviously, I wouldn't do anything to put the silver in my closet, it's too stupid to be found directly......

Maybe...... Did she find out a long time ago?

No, no...... It's probably still a thief......

But do you want to report to the police? But once she reported to the official, it meant that she also knew......

Just when the man was tossing and turning to no avail, he soaked his clothes in water, moved a small stool and sat on the side of the wooden basin, and looked at his husband's house, who was sitting in the main hall and was looking at this side in a daze.

I can't always speak softly like those famous ladies.,Everything seems to be too careful.,This should be where the husband has been patient with himself, right? But those ladies have been pampered since childhood, and there are maids and wives to serve the heavier work, which is like themselves, and they will teach their parents when they are young, and everything must be mastered by hand, otherwise even your things will have a chance to slip away from the gap.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman said lightly: "Maybe I was too surprised just now, looking at the time, it should be my son who came back from school." ”

When the man heard this, he suddenly figured out a question, and his heart suddenly relaxed, and said secretly: Yes, even I know that private money needs to be hidden in a place that can be hidden, how can the thief not take the silver when he sees it? How can there be such a stupid thief in the world! As for where did the shoes go...... It should have been before noon, when I left, the lady was urging me to hurry, and I hurriedly threw it away when I changed my shoes......

As soon as the man thought of this, his wife's voice came again, and her voice suddenly rose a lot, which startled him again.

"My son's bad habits have been committed again, he is as wild as a monkey, and the dirty hands on the clothesline must have been caught by him, and he drank cold water in the vat! From the kitchen to the outside, you can get water everywhere, don't you tell him that when you come back from school and want to drink water, you go to the teapot on the table in the hall and pour it? The water in the teapot has been boiled, and drinking too much cold water from the well will make your stomach hurt! When will this bad habit be broken? The skin of the mouth is chewed through, and it is still like that...... I think I have to fight if I can't do it, and I'll wait for him to come back later, and see how I pump him. ”――

(To be continued......)