86_86551Mo Zhiyuan likes to weave grasshoppers, back baskets, rabbits and other things for his daughter in his spare time.

The wicker basket on Mo Qingye's back is light and beautiful, and she likes to take it with her wherever she goes. No, Mo Qingshan carried a small basket for her, and led Mo Xiaoshu by herself, and a few people were quite comfortable.

"Qingshan, take your younger brothers and sisters to work in the fields?" A few old people by the well were smoking dry cigarettes, and they couldn't help but ask when they saw the three children of the Mo family running out back and forth.

Before Qingshan could speak, Mo Qingye replied. "Grandpa Zhang, my brother and I went to the town to see the doctor. I don't know how to faint in the field today, and my mother can't rest assured that my brother will take me to take a look. Mo Qingye's footsteps were weak, his speech was weak, and he smiled at a few old men with a smile on his face.

Several old sons all looked sympathetic, and they knew the temper of Old Man Mo. When I was back then, I also heard a little that if you want to say innocent, this Mo girl is the most innocent.

And just now the woman of the Liu family came to sit for a while, I heard that the old lady of the Mo family wants to let this girl and the princess come to work, isn't it a shame.

This child was originally the parent who tied the knot back then, although the person did not die, but the family affair was decided. Now that the children have not yet arrived, they call the husband of their granddaughter's family, isn't this saying that they will lose face out of thin air.

A few old men smacked the dry smoke fiercely, and Zhou Jiaxiu was the person in the town, and it was said that he still lost the face of the entire Mojia Village.

"Okay, if you're not feeling well, go and have a look. They're all good boys, go ahead. Uncle Zhang smiled kindly, thinking to himself, I have to let my son speak well.

Uncle Zhang's eldest son is the village chief of Mojia Village.

He likes several children in the Mo family, especially Mo Qingshan, a child who is down-to-earth and honest, and his parents are responsible.

sighed leisurely, it's a pity for Mrs. Mo. Speaking of which, Qingshan is also approaching the age of saying goodbye.

When Mo Qingshan and the others arrived at the entrance of the village, they were just in time for the last group of people to go to the town, and they climbed into the ox cart and prepared to set off.

"Qingshan also goes to the town, the rain temple in the town has been built, remember to inform your father to receive the salary when the time comes." An uncle on the bus moved seats for a few children and said with a kind face.

Mo Xiaoshu got on the ox cart and began to stumble, "Uncle Wang, Uncle Zhang, what are you going to do in the town?" The man who called Mo Qingshan just now grinned, "This is the rain god festival the day after tomorrow, and the construction site has already been completed." Today, I'm going to check with a few of your uncles. "Uncle Wang is the foreman of the Rain Temple in Taiping Town, and he also knows a little about the affairs of the Mo family.

"This is Erya." Uncle Wang saw Mo Qingye sitting quietly on the side, and occasionally nodded his head like a little adult in an interesting place, and couldn't help but smile.

It seems that this Mo Laosan will have to be happy for a few days. On weekdays, he talked about this stupid girl in his family all day long, but now he can't talk around.

Besides, this Mo Qingye has fair skin, a pair of big and bright eyes, and occasionally a head, chubby like a ball. It's very festive to look at, no wonder it's likable.

"Uncle Wang, my father thanked you for taking care of him on the construction site." Mo Qingye said solemnly, with a serious expression on his bun-like face.

A carload of people couldn't help but sneer, and even Mo Qingshan's young and old face couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth. The little bun is full of adults, and his serious cuteness is almost the death of these rough men.

Uncle Wang nodded hurriedly and replied, "Okay, haha, I'll find your father to do work in the future!" Wang Zhonghou smiled regretfully, he only had a few boys in his family, but he didn't have a daughter.

An ox cart was full of laughter, and when it came to the town, Uncle Wang wanted to pay for the car for a few children, but Mo Qingye and the others refused but accepted it. It's a big deal to let Mo Zhiyuan make up for it next time.

When leaving, the coachman also instructed the three of them to return to Mojia Village after two hours.

Taiping Mountain is surrounded by mountains and rivers, adjacent to Taiping Mountain in the north and crossing the river in the south, and crossing the river is a prosperous capital. Taiping Mountain stretches in the depths of the Taiping Mountain Range, leans against the mountain and is built, surrounded by stone walls, on the verge of the Tuojiang River, surrounded by mountains, and the rivers and streams linger.

Taiping Town is quite peaceful around this mountain, and the county order is now settled in Yamen, not to mention that it will be the rain god sacrifice in a few days, and it is not sloppy at all.

The stone-paved streets in the city crisscross and criss-cross, simple and elegant, and there are mostly wooden houses on both sides, and the eaves stretch out, only to see a line of sky. The inner middle shop pù shows the characteristics of Taiping Mountain. Quaint and beautiful. Outside the east gate of the ancient city, along the river crossing, there is a long and narrow ancient street, there are ancient city walls, ancient city gates, ancient bell towers, ancient wharves and a long bluestone road.

Mo Qingye was a little excited, although this ancient street was not prosperous enough, but the solemnity and simplicity that touched the heartstrings made her marvel for a while.

If this is the case in a small county, what kind of prosperity should the capital be?

Mo Qingshan saw that there were too many people, so he picked up Mo Xiaoshu, only to see Mo Xiaoshu looking at the sugar gourd stall in front of him without blinking.

"Brother will buy it for you, don't run around later." After he came, he regretted it a little, the town was not as good as before recently, and now the crowd of people wanted to come out and go around at the rain god sacrifice. If the flower shooter stole his younger siblings, he wouldn't have dared to think about it. "Brother, let's go sit there." Mo Qingye pulled Mo Qingshan three or two times and was about to run to the bookhouse full of bookish smell in front.

Mo Qingshan was suddenly shocked in his heart, since ancient times, Shinong and industrialist, scholars are the most noble. On weekdays, ordinary people run into the library to be insulted, these two sisters ......

Mo Qingshan hugged the little tree, and he couldn't catch up with Mo Qingye's footsteps. I was secretly anxious.

Before Mo Qingye entered the door, he felt that this place was full of the fragrance of books, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Rushing through the door like a ball.

"Stop! Get out! ”。