A meal is not a pleasure for the guests and the hosts. During the period, there was noise and noise, but in the end, there was talk and laughter. Zhao Dongning sat next to Lin Muzhi, even if he wanted to make trouble, Lao Shi couldn't make trouble.

After the meal, Lin Muzhi cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and seeing that Mr. Big still had no intention of leaving, Lin Muzhi was ready to think of some ideas to drive people away.

A group of people walked out of the hall, Zhao Dongning took Lin Muzhi's hand and said:

"Xianggong, you can move to the East Wing tonight!"

Did happiness come so suddenly? Lin Muzhidu couldn't believe his ears.

Zhao Dongning then said:

"I'll go and clean up the east wing, you and Mr. and they will rest early."

Lin Muzhi's face instantly fell.

"No! Your body is already weak, tossing and turning, what kind of trouble are you going to make? This is our house, we are the hosts, and if you say that again, I'll put them all in the carriage and put them to sleep. ”

Huang Guan said weakly:

"The carriage has returned to the city overnight."

Lin Muzhi said angrily:

"Then you will sleep outside the door"

Mr. Big came out and played a round.

"It's good for us to sleep in the West Wing, Miss Zhao, you don't have to come and go at will if you're unwell, something really happened, and I can't afford to wait."

Lin Muzhi listened to Mr. Big's words of acquaintance, smiled, and said to Zhao Dongning:

"Lady, our family is a democratic family, since so many people are here today, then we will vote. And today! The men live in the west wing, and the women live in the east wing, and the voting begins! “

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Lin Muzhi said again:

"I voted three times with Mr. Big to live in the East Wing. Fatty, what do you say ? ”

The fat man didn't speak, but Zhiqing poked his head out from behind Zhao Dongning and said

"Brother Xiaolin, I support you!"

Zhao Dongning seemed to be accustomed to the nonsense of his father-in-law, and asked out loud

"Xianggong, there are only two people between you and Mr. Big, why do you have three votes?"

Lin Muzhi smiled cheaply:

"Mother, follow your father at home, and marry your husband. Your vote is also for you! ”

Zhao Dongning didn't answer, and let Lin Muzhi's flirtatious cheeks blush and lower his head.

Every woman in the world is a fairy in the sky, and when he chooses the man he likes, he will fall into the mortal world.

Lin Muzhi enjoyed this feeling very much.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the fat who had not expressed his position. The fat man also cooperated and echoed:

"I voted with Mr. Big with Shen Gongzi's two votes."

Lin Muzhi, who turned around, said to Zhao Dongning with a hippie smile.

"If Zhu Fuzi doesn't speak, that vote is considered an abstention. Lady, six to zero!? It's such a happy decision! You go back to your room to rest first, and I'll go to the kitchen to get some hot water for you to wash up. ”

When the water arrived at the door of the East Wing, Lin Muzhi originally wanted to whisper to Zhao Dongning, but unfortunately Zhao Dongning didn't even let Lin Muzhi in the door on the grounds that there were still female guests in the room. It seems that today's plan of the wolf in the east chamber has completely failed.

Lin Muzhi, who was dejected, like a defeated rooster, shrugged his head and returned to the West Wing.

Back in the room, the floor in the room had already been paved, Mr. Big slept on the bed, and the three young men with strong blood and strength had to succumb to the floor tonight.

Lin Muzhi looked at it. Mr. Big leaned on the bed, holding the book that Lin Muzhi put at the head of the bed, and was flipping through the lamp. The boy surnamed Shen and the fat man were huddled in a quilt, facing sideways, and I don't know if they were asleep, or if they were thinking about something? The fat man smiled at Lin Muzhi, looked at Lin Muzhi's unhappy expression, and didn't dare to speak.

Lin Muzhi took off his coat and got into the quilt, and after he was warm, he was a little drowsy. After coming to this world, Lin Muzhi no longer had the habit of staying up late, and at the beginning, Lin Muzhi would still be cranky, often thinking about late at night. Later, Lin Muzhi figured it out and came to a conclusion, only eating two meals a day, thinking too much - easy to get hungry!

Mr. Big, who didn't notice Lin Muzhi's expression when he entered the door, wanted to chat with Lin Muzhi, and said:

"Brother Lin, the beacon has been burning for three months, and the family letter is worth 10,000 dollars. Is there a complete poem? ”

He glanced up at Mr. Big, who was still looking at the book intently.

The faceless and skinless guy ate the old wet meal, slept in the old wet bed, and now the teacher wants to give you the lewd wet. Fuck off!

Young man, there is always a lot of anger.

He turned around and tugged hard at the quilt. Lin Muzhi was very unhappy and said:

"In the middle of the night, it's a wet ghost! Go to bed!!! ”

There was really nothing to say all night, that is, the son surnamed Shen got up at night to feed the horse once.

The next morning, everyone gathered.

When he learned that Lin Muzhi would go to the academy to be a master, the twenty-year-old brother looked at each other, and his face was a little like ashes.

Lin Muzhi's literary brilliance, now a group of people already know very well. It's only been more than a month since the end of the New Year, whose door pair is not new? Lin Muzhi and Zhao Dongning are literate, if it is not from their handwriting, who else can it be?

Writing couplets to people, Lin Muzhi is more particular, there are still half-grown young men in the family who have not yet married a wife, all of which are written by Lin Muzhi; There is also a big girl in the family who is Yunying to marry, all of which were written by Zhao Dongning. Moreover, Lin Muzhi and Zhao Dongning's calligraphy is very different, one is a broad and vigorous face; One is a thin and hard body, with a thin gold body with a fine pen, so it is easy to identify.

Lin Muzhi took a look, okay! The poor are very hurt! There are more than 20 people in the group, and everyone has a horse, including Zhiqing's little girl, who has a tall horse. Only Lin Muzhi led an oxcart, which was very eye-catching!

In this period, horses were war materials, and they had to be powerful and wealthy to raise them. This is the most stark contrast between the inferior low-profile version of the transportation tool and the top-of-the-line high-configuration version of the transportation tool. But Lin Mu is not scared at all, today, no matter how fast your horse runs, it has to be at the same speed as my ox cart.

If it weren't for Zhao Dongning traveling with him, Lin Muzhi wouldn't even borrow the ox cart of the Wang coachman, and let you taste it, what is the taste of the top means of transportation and the speed of walking?

Looking at the men, women and children at the entrance of the village, gathered in a group, Lin Muzhi was a little sad.

Although he has only lived here for half a year, Lin Muzhi will definitely be the most popular in this village.

When he first came here, Lin Muzhi was a little anxious, and he often walked around the village, coming and going, and always meeting the old and young masters who were looking at the land in the fields.

In the era when there were no pesticides and fertilizers, there would be people watching the fields. High-yielding crops without hybrid species, insects eat finches and peck. The harvest in the people's homes is already very low, and eating a seed today and stepping on a seedling tomorrow are all injuries that the people cannot bear.

At that time, Lin Muzhi would sit in the field, chatting and farting with the old men in the village.

At the beginning, the old men in the village looked at Lin Muzhi's young age and handsomeness, and they always had to tease him and say something about the fishy meat. So Lin Muzhi will also tell them some stories about the spring. At first, one or two people were listening, but later, as long as one of Lin Mu appeared in the field, a large number of old and young masters could immediately gather. It's like a small storytelling scene, and the old men in the village who listen to it are all red-faced, like what will happen in the future, they have to talk about it later, and they have to talk about it later. Whose stick are you carrying? But when the old man came back to his senses, it seemed that the little master didn't say anything about the secret affairs of the spring boudoir of yin and yang?

Don't mention the bear children in the village, if you can't read well, Daddy Lin has to play the board, but if you don't study hard with the little master, you won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law! Lin Muzhi actually didn't teach the children anything, but handed over some mental arithmetic methods. If a boy learns well, he can marry a delicate wife when he is at home; If a girl learns well, she can marry a wishful husband when she is in a family. If you don't learn well, all of them are carried by the maids. Children's hearts are often competitive, and Lin Muzhi's stimulation never needs him to supervise what he teaches. When the bear child and his father go to catch the big market, no matter how diverse the things are bought, the difference in the price of half a copper coin can be calculated for you.

As for the aunts and aunts in the village, then they like to be more Lin Muzhi, who called this kid sweet mouth? If there is a daughter in the family who has not left the cabinet, and she wants to be Lin Muzhi's mother-in-law if she looks forward to the stars and the moon, but it is a pity that after Zhao Dongning came to the village, the dreams of more than a dozen girls in the village were shattered.

The young man himself didn't expect that he, who was squatting by the stream with a fishing rod yesterday, would leave his hometown today.

I don't know how many years it will take to come back, and I don't know how many people are still there when I come back.

Lin Muzhi led the ox cart to the front of the villagers, put down the reins, and made a gesture towards the villagers, and shook it to the end.

Lin Muzhi opened his mouth and said:

"Fellow villagers, fathers, uncles and aunts, your kindness to Mu Zhi, Mu Zhiming's feeling is five, if he returns to his hometown with the honor of Mu Zhi one day, he will not forget your kindness today, and he will not pass it over."

The people in the village now don't have the giggling when they saw Lin Mu in the past, and they quietly learned to read and bowed.

Lin Muzhi straightened up, lifted up Zhao Dongning, who was bowing down beside him, and helped him to the ox cart.

When he turned around, Lin Muzhi saw that the people in the village did not disperse, but gathered more and more, and the old man in the village walked out with a pen and paper in his hand and said:

"Little Master, leave a poem!"

Lin Muzhi said with a smile:

"Okay!"

Spread the paper on the cart, and Lin Muzhi recounted Zhao Dongning's handwriting.

Farewell:

Amorous but always seems to be ruthless,

Only Jue couldn't laugh in front of the bottle.

The candle has a heart and a pity to say goodbye,

Weep for others until dawn.

The young man drove the ox cart, waved his hand to the people in the village, and traveled far away.