Brother Shu stood next to Mo Qingye, as if he understood, and he was very happy.

The immature voice pointed at Mo Zhixin, "Uncle wants to take the Xiucai test, and Uncle wants to take the top prize." He pointed straight at Mo Zhixin without hesitation.

Mo Qingye saw that the family's face was ugly, and Mo Zhixin blushed even more, and seemed to be a little embarrassed. It's as if the darkest side of my heart has been dug out.

"Brother Shu can't talk nonsense. What does it have to do with marrying a sister? Mo Qingye asked in a loud voice.

But the eyes are smiling.

Mo Zhiyuan understands, test Xiucai? Champion in the exam? What is needed? Money!!

Mrs. Mo didn't say anything, in fact, what she cared more about was the Xu family's dowry. Moreover, in her opinion, she married Mo Siyan into such a family, which also gave her enough face.

The old man has no cigarette stick, and it's not easy to pretend to be stupid, "What's wrong with your uncle taking the show." That look was a little more vicious.

The old man is not as eccentric as the old lady.

However, he is extremely persistent in taking the test for the top prize, and because of this, he pays more attention to the men in the family.

There are several scholars in the eldest brother's family, and he has also become the master of the official family. I didn't dwell in front of my eyes before, and I couldn't think about it. Now that he has returned to Taiping Town, the old man only feels that the spirit of his youth has come out again.

Daughter, he also hurts. Marrying a good family is the greatest edification for her. If you can help a few scholars in the family in terms of family affairs, the old man will not blink.

Once, the most powerful reader was the fifth child who died young.

The old man loved him the most. Even after so many years, I have been haunted by it.

"Zhixin. Do you say it yourself? Mo Zhiyuan's face was expressionless, and he didn't even bother to look at the group of people in the old mansion. just silently looked at his little brother.

I used to go out with his youngest sister to do farm work, oh no. It's the second brother.

The younger brother has never done farm work. Daddy just wants him to read and read a big man.

Mo Zhiyuan's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Mo Zhixin and wanted to make a hole in him.

Mo Zhiyuan's face was embarrassed, and it seemed that his whole red body was about to burn. But I don't know what to say.

"Third brother, the Xu family has a good family background, and he is still an only son. Yan'er will not be wronged if she marries in the past. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Mo Zhiyuan's eyes.

Busy said one more sentence: "Once I am admitted to Xiucai, Yan'er will not be looked down upon even more in the future." After speaking, he nodded firmly. It seems that he wants to convince himself too.

The family listened to Mo Zhixin's words. It's a little more enjoyable. It seemed that scene was imminent.

Mo Zhiyuan's eyes were dark, and he felt that the whole family was crazy! All crazy!

"How can you!" Gritting his teeth, he felt as if he had been stimulated, and he was about to lose his footing.

"Third brother, don't say it!!" At a time of stalemate. Mo Siyan staggered out.

Mo Qingye sighed from the moment he saw the black shadow. It seems that this has been thought of for a long time.

Mo Siyan's cheeks were slightly pale. The cheekbones are slightly raised, and it seems that he has lost more than half a bit. His eyes were hollow, as if he could fall down when a gust of wind blew.

It's like a weak wind supporting a willow. It seems to be able to drift away with the wind at any time.

"Little sister!" Mo Zhiyuan hurriedly ran up to support her.

Hold that thin wrist, as if it can be crushed with a pinch. Mo Zhiyuan only felt a tremor in his heart.

Lin Shi also hurriedly stepped forward to pour water, looking at Mo Siyan's appearance, he was actually thin and changed into a person.

Mo Siyan turned his head lightly and glanced at Mo Qingye, who was still so white. I used to be covered in mud and sloppy, and my eyes were chaotic and I couldn't see it at all.

She just stood there without speaking, just standing. But no one could ignore her. His eyes were clear, occasionally flashing a hint of coldness, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously carried a smile. Mo Siyan moved his lips slightly.

The two of them used to be the best couple to bully in this Mojia Village. Now she is no longer so tolerant of bullying, let alone bullying, even if she says a word, don't want to take advantage of her.

On the other hand, he has become like this.

Mo Siyan's eyes became bigger and bigger, and there was a hint of envy.

Seeing Mo Siyan come out, Wang frowned slightly. "Siyan, you have to explain to your third brother and sister-in-law, I don't know if you think you've been bullied by us."

The old lady glanced at Mo Siyan, as if she hadn't seen it for a long time.

Mo Meilian stood in front of her without a trace, "Mother, my sister-in-law is sensible." Yesterday, my sister-in-law was sick in the middle of the night, but my grandmother went to call a doctor. That's not Grandma Han's heart. "The voiceover is that outsiders won't say that you bullied your sister-in-law. People say that grandma is not good.

At that moment, the old lady's face sank when she heard this. Originally, I looked at my thin daughter and had some inexplicable heart palpitations, but now I lost half a point. On the contrary, seeing her appearance, I was a little more impatient.

Make such an appearance, but you want to deliberately criticize people?!

Mo Siyan smiled, unimpressed. He didn't shrink his head as usual, and he didn't even dare to look at it.

Mo Qingye covered her mouth and snickered, looking like a little daughter, "Sister Meilian said this, I don't know if I thought you were stirring up a relationship." After saying that, he laughed to himself. As if it was just a joke that wasn't shocking.

The old lady didn't care, but Mo Meilian's face was slightly pale, as if she had been touched by something.

Mo Zhiyuan glanced at her, without half an expression.

Mo Siyan pursed his lips, his lips slightly white. But he didn't speak.

Mo Zhiyuan pulled Mo Siyan and looked at him fixedly. "Little sister, you say? If you don't want to do it at all, the third brother will take you away! ”

Lin glanced at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but did not speak.

But the old man glared at him.

Mo Siyan's pale face smiled, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Third brother, don't worry. Smoke is willing to do this. But the tone was light, as if he had been discouraged.

Wang Yile suddenly smiled. "Look at it, the third child, you have wronged our family. Yan'er didn't say anything, this time you have to add more makeup to Yan'er, and Yan'er was also looked down upon when she got married. ”

Wang smiled at Mo Siyan, and his eyes were clearly that you still had eyes.

"I heard that the third family is now living a prosperous life. It's also time to add some makeup to your sister. Seeing that no one answered, Wang hurriedly said another word.

Although I don't know how the third family is doing, the food collected by the people in the village costs a few taels of silver per pound. Besides, now there are still rumors outside that the old three families bought the mountain and want to hire long-term workers.

Even if she didn't believe it, it certainly wasn't groundless. The third family must have money in their hands.

Mo Siyan's eyes glanced at Wang without waves, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. It was a little indifferent that I had never seen before. "Isn't there a dowry from the Xu family? How did you come here, how did you go back? ”

After hearing this, Mo Qingye glanced at her lightly. Her eyes were inexplicably a little surprised, as if she had never thought that she was also forced to this kind of Cheng dù.

The eyes with a dead air made her a little frightened.

She's really lifeless! (To be continued......)

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