The boy in the kitchen is humming an unknown tune, and he feels like he's in a good mood! There was a lot of cooking tonight, enough for two people to eat twice. Lin Muzhi pondered, can I move to the East Wing today? If you have to do some physical work at night, you can cook more rice and make a supper!

A man's dirty thoughts are not for outsiders at this moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The knock on the door sounded again, and Lin Muzhi was also helpless. Since Dagui came to visit Lin Muzhi in the afternoon, neighbors from all over the world have come to see Lin Muzhi off. The chickens, fish, meat and eggs have been brought to the Lin Mu House one after another. The neighbors around on weekdays are very helpful to Lin Muzhi, since Daddy Lin left, Zhao Dongning fell ill again, and the neighbors have never stopped helping Lin Muzhi.

Lin Muzhi is not a person who does not miss the old love, so when Dagui came to say hello in the afternoon and said that he was going back to the city, Lin Muzhi gave him a hundred taels of silver tickets and asked him to make up for the neighbors' homes. I never wanted to be honest, but I accidentally said that I missed my mouth, and as a result, the afternoon visitor became the current posture.

There are too many things to send, and Lin Muzhi can't take them away, he is surrounded by four walls, and he can pack up and travel lightly. These chickens, fish, meat and eggs sent have to spoil after a long time. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it, but it's not easy to refute the enthusiasm of these simple villagers. So Lin Muzhi can only close his door now.

Lin Muzhi only opened half of the gate, tilted his head and glanced out of the gate, it was not from the village, three men and two women and two horses. Among them, there are three people, Lin Muzhi knows him, Zhu Fuzi, a little girl in a green dress, and a yellow fat man with a large stack of silver tickets in his sleeve. But there are still two people Lin Muzhi who don't know each other! A middle-aged man with a smile on his face may be what the group calls Mr. Big. A young man who has been thinking about it, he can see that he is just thinking, not looking like Muna.

For these people to appear here, Lin Muzhi did not feel too much novelty, in the afternoon when the people in the village came to give gifts to Lin Muzhi, they had already mentioned this group of literati in their words, and there was still a wave left, and the remaining wave of people would spend the night in the small village, and many neighbors were driven out of the house for some silver taels.

Lin Muzhi opened the half-pulled door, found a suitable position to lean on the door frame of the gate, laughed weirdly, and said:

"What's wrong? Hit the small one and come to the old one? As he spoke, he touched his nose, "Do you want your face anymore?" ”

Lin Muzhi looked at the people who came, and the people who came also looked at Lin Muzhi. At this time, Lin Muzhi was not much different from the morning, the clothes were still the same clothes, just put on shoes, but put on an apron, and the smell of oil smoke after coming out of the kitchen was not a gray face, but it must be unkempt.

With Lin Muzhi's dog-legged performance in front of his wife, with this outfit, the fat man, Zhu Fuzi and the little girl will not feel strange at all, but Mr. Big's eyes are bright. It is not uncommon for men to cook, but it is rare for a man to cook with a full of poetry and books.

Mr. Big walked up to Lin Muzhi and saluted and said:

"When I heard Lin Gongzi's poems today, I really wanted to be revealed. It's a pity not to see Lin Gongzi's demeanor this morning, it's a pity! Just come over to disturb and discuss academics, I hope the son will forgive me! ”

Lin Muzhi sneered in his heart, whether the discussion of academics is fake or not, it is true to find a place for the disciples of your academy, right? If it's really just an academic discussion, Lao Shi must be ashamed of himself, but if you want to come back to the field, hum! Just let the horses come! Lao Shi, if I rely on plagiarism, I can't win you, Lao Shi can kneel and sing to conquer you, after all, it is a thousand-year-old cultural inheritance.

"Oh? Is it? I don't know what to discuss! Fatty, did someone write better poetry? ”

Lin Muzhi was not worried at all, when he was at the poetry meeting in the morning, Lin Muzhi had already said that he was the one present. Even if there is any work that this big man can do better than his now, so what? He wasn't there at the time, so no matter how good the poetry he wrote, he couldn't do it.

Huang Guan knew that he wouldn't come, but now he was named by Lin Muzhi, sandwiched between the big man and the little master, and he was a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Mr. Big didn't realize that Lin Muzhi was rude in doing this, he smiled, and said to Lin Muzhi:

"I think Lin Gongzi may have misunderstood, when he heard Lin Gongzi's poems, the old man was just happy to see the hunt, and he came to visit one or two, and he didn't think about it."

Lin Muzhi, who was trying to find a reason to drive this group of people away, heard the voice of his wife behind him.

"Lin Lang, what's going on?"

Since establishing a relationship with Lin Muzhi, Zhao Dongning's Lin Lang has become more and more smooth.

Turning his head, he saw a somewhat thin Zhao Dongning walking out of the door, and Lin Muzhi felt a little distressed. The sun has already set in the western mountains, and the weather is still relatively cold in the early spring and evening.

Lin Muzhi, who changed his face faster than turning a book, smiled and said to Zhao Dongning:

"It's okay, Ning'er, go back to the house and rest. It's just that a group of people who kicked the restaurant came, and the husband sent it away. Be obedient, don't come out again, you are a careful liver, if the old disease recurs, it will be distressed to the father-in-law. ”

Hearing his father-in-law unscrupulously talking love words to himself, Zhao Dongning's face turned red to the root of his ears again.

Lin Muzhi, who took the technique of changing his face to the extreme, turned back again, and the urge to scold his mother was already about to blurt out!

At this time, Mr. Big saw Zhao Dongning's true face through the crack in the door, which was surprised and delighted, and there was also an indescribable meaning of enlightenment. Lin Muzhi's face turned black in an instant, and sure enough, it was the gentleman of the Little White-faced Academy, and he was a nest of snakes and rats, a raccoon dog.

Mr. Big also noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with his current look, straightened his expression, and said:

"Lin Gongzi, since it's an academic discussion, you can't be at the door..."

Don't think that Lao Shi didn't see it just now, your look of surprise is like eating bee feces, Lao Shi looks like eating fly feces. Niang Sippy's! Disgusting open the door to disgusting - disgusting to get home.

Standing up straight, Lin Muzhi stepped out of the gate and closed the door with a "clang".

"That's right! It's always hard to talk inside and outside the door, so let's talk outside the door! ”

Zhao Dongning, who was standing under the eaves, heard the sound of the door slamming shut, and the flushing on his face also receded most of the time, raised his eyes to look at the door, snorted, laughed, turned around and walked back to the room with light steps.

Mr. Big also knew that he was rude, and smiled bitterly in embarrassment, but the big stone in his heart finally let go.

No matter what these people outside the door think now, Lin Muzhi said directly:

"Lao Shi doesn't want to talk to you here about the past and the present, chanting poems and reciting Fu, today the Lin family is closed to guests, no matter where you come from? It doesn't matter which of you are from a big family, you are not welcome here! It's getting dark, so let's go early! There are too many thoughts in my heart, be careful to walk too much at night, and meet ghosts! If you're stumbling here, don't blame Lao Shi for not warning him beforehand. ”

When a gun and a stick were spoken, no one except Mr. Big seemed to understand. They are strange, Lin Muzhi in the morning is not so horizontal, why did he threaten after seeing Mr. Big? Especially the young man who had been thinking about it, he didn't think about it anymore this time, and looked at Lin Muzhi dumbfounded.

Lin Muzhi, who had finished speaking, was already ready to go home, and he was a son of a literati who worked hard.

What a coincidence! The coachman in the village also came to Lin Muzhi's door, and he also came to say goodbye to Lin Muzhi.

There is no carriage at home, but there is a cow, when the farm is busy, help the people in the village to plough the land, when the farm is slack, the king coachman will use the ox to pull his cart, take the people in the village to catch the big market, each time will collect one or two copper plates, so everyone calls him the king coachman

When Lin Muzhi spoke, the coachman Wang didn't dissuade him, they were all next-door neighbors, Lin Muzhi's temper, everyone in the village knew that he could make such a foolish little master like this, he must have done nothing good! If it weren't for the rich clothes of this group of people, the king coachman would have wanted to call the people in the village to drive this group away.

Hearing Lin Muzhi finish speaking, the Wang coachman began to talk with Lin Muzhi.

"Little Master! I'm sorry, but this is empty-handed! ”

To this group of brightly dressed gentlemen and disciples. Lin Muzhi didn't have a good face. But for the neighbors who once lent a helping hand to him, Lin Muzhi was quite pleasant.

"Uncle Wang, where are you talking about this? Your kindness to the kid, the kid remembers it in your heart. Seeing that the coachman Wang's face was not good, Lin Muzhi continued to ask, "Uncle Wang, what's wrong with you?" Feeling unwell? Why does your face look a little pale? ”

The king charioteer sighed.

"Alas, I'll tell you the truth, I'm hit an evil today, and you know that I usually go up the mountain to get some jams when I'm fine, but yesterday it was cloudy, and it got dark early, and I went a little farther away, and I got lost in the mountains. Originally, this thing was evil enough, but I didn't expect to see a yin fire on the other side of the mountain. I hid in the mountains all night without sleeping, and when I came back in the morning, I found that I had walked more than 50 miles without realizing it. ”

Yin fire is also ghost fire. Lin Muzhi wanted to say something comforting, but this is a feudal society! Feudalism is superstitious, and the people are in awe of these gods and ghosts.

"Uncle Wang, then you better go back and rest early! has been out for a long time, which also worries my aunt. ”

"I'm just here to tell you, you were going to leave, and I was determined to send you, but when I encountered this, I always felt powerless. But I've already bolted the ox and cart to you, just pick it up at any time when you want to use it, and put it in Shouchun City when the time comes, and let him rush back when Dagui comes back next time.

Lin Muzhi was very grateful to the villagers for their thoughtfulness, and said to the coachman Wang:

"Okay, I know, Uncle Wang, go back early!"

Coachman Wang waved his hand at Lin Muzhi and said:

"Everyone in the village knows that the little master will have a great future in the future, so I wish the little master a smooth journey, then I'll go back first, little master, don't send it away."

After sending off the Wang coachman, Lin Muzhi found that Mr. Big's group had not left yet, and Mr. Big was still looking at him with a smile. What a fucking person, Lin Muzhi looked at them with disdain and said:

"How..."

It's just that before he could say much, the door of his house opened, and Zhao Dongning walked out of the door and said to Lin Muzhi:

"Xianggong, don't talk nonsense."