Chapter 16 Nostalgia

Looking at the information given by the immortals, there was more information about stick skills, Chen Mo slowly bowed down to the void scene that appeared in front of him, this time, he was extremely pious.

I want to be stronger, I don't want to be bullied like this anymore, I don't want to make my mother cry anymore, I don't want to ...... Don't want to!

Chen Mo slowly bowed down to the void scene: "If you can hear my heart, please bless my mother, I am willing to serve for the rest of my life!" ”

The immortal in the void did not react, and after Chen Mo visited the shrine, he disconnected from contact and lay silently on his bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Chen Mo had just finished learning the Analects with his mother, and saw that the Taiping Sect had already pulled the cart to collect grain in each household, and the surplus grain of the Chen family had been taken to the city by Chen Mo to sell before, although there was grain, but it was the ration before the autumn harvest of the mother and son, if it was given, then the mother and son would have nothing to eat, so Chen's mother was ready to use two hundred yuan to pay.

"Whew~" Kuroko suddenly shouted outside the door, followed by a few people who pushed the door in directly.

"It's your house!" It was the sharp-beaked monkey cheek man who came over, and when he saw Chen Mo, his face became a little mean, and he smiled and said, "A stone of grain, bring it quickly." ”

"My family's surplus food is no longer enough, can I use this money to offset it?" Chen's mother took two steps forward and took out the money she had prepared.

"Whoever cares about you, we will ask for food!" After seeing Chen's mother's appearance clearly, the sharp-beaked monkey's eyes suddenly lit up, and he reached out to touch Chen's mother's hand, but Chen's mother avoided it, and said a little annoyed.

Chen Mo didn't speak, just silently picked up the firewood knife from the kennel.

"What do you want to do, little ghost!?" The sharp-beaked monkey cheeks were taken aback by Chen Mo's posture, although Chen Mo was young, if he had a knife in his hand, he didn't want to be stabbed.

"There is no food, only money, and asking for food is life, you have to exchange your life for it!" Chen Mo looked at the sharp-beaked monkey gills, in his clear eyes, the fierce light was revealed, he felt that this sharp-beaked monkey gills were here to find fault and embarrass their mother and son, although he was small, but he carried this family alone since he was a child, and he knew more than ordinary children.

If orphans and widows want to avoid being bullied, they have to be ruthless when they encounter difficulties.

"You're looking for death!" The sharp-beaked monkey was furious when he saw this, but he was afraid of the firewood knife in Chen Mo's hand, and looked left and right, wanting to carry the stick.

"Dung Lang, what's wrong?" Outside the fence wall, Uncle Zhang saw that the atmosphere here was not right, so he hurriedly went home and came out with a rake, and the eldest man who lived next door also brought out a flat pole and looked at these people with unkind eyes.

It's not the imperial court, the forced taxation has made people very dissatisfied, and now they still want to bully people here, then it won't work, these days, you go to the hometown of an outsider to bully people, and the government office will not care if you are killed.

"Don't make trouble!" The Taoist on the side kicked the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks, took the money handed by Chen's mother with a smile and said: "This kid had some misunderstanding with the little brother yesterday, it's okay, it's okay with money and food, it's all about my support, it's all by heart, thank you." ”

"Mo'er, don't be impulsive!" Chen's mother found that Chen Mo was carrying a firewood knife, she was startled, and hurriedly said.

Chen Mo put down the firewood knife, nodded at Chen's mother and said: "Don't worry, mother, this kind of person bullies the weak and fears the hard, if we are weak, he will think that we are easy to bully, and if he does this, he will not dare to bully us casually." ”

"Ergou is right!" On the side, Da Lang lay on the fence and smiled heartlessly: "Yesterday, the monkey's face was staring at the sister-in-law who passed by at the gate, not like a good person, and now he is so domineering when he asks for money and food, so he has to give them some color." ”

"Just you talk a lot." Uncle Wu next door put down the stick in his hand, slapped his son and said, "Learn more from the dung lang, look at others, two years younger than you." ”

"Got it, Dad~" Da Lang threw the flat pole on the ground with a sad face.

"Thank you!" Chen Mo waved his hand to Da Lang, and while carrying the basket, he said to his mother, "Mother, I'll go first." ”

"Together!" Da Lang also hurriedly came out with a basket on his back.

"Don't they preach today?" Chen Mo looked at Da Lang and asked suspiciously.

"Talking about what? After harvesting the grain, I left, I can see it, what kind of gods are these people? Da Lang took a sip and said: "I originally thought that there was some immortal magic, but after two days of talking, I didn't see any benefits, but came to collect grain, this is their intention, what kind of fairy are those people?" I heard that after the autumn harvest, they still came to collect it, and they were more ruthless than those tax collectors, and this year's life is not easy~"

Chen Mo's hand holding the hoe tightened unconsciously: "Accept it?" Are we just a few days away? ”

"The government doesn't care, what can we do? I can only accept my fate. Da Lang lamented.

Chen Mo didn't want to accept his fate, he felt that he was different from others, he had a god living in his head, so he didn't want to accept his fate, he wanted to live better, but the gods didn't seem to give him too much help, that fate and luck until now, Chen Mo didn't know what to do, but after a little less luck that day, he was unlucky, which made people very sad.

But these are not important, just rely on the gifts that the gods give themselves now, as long as they are willing to work hard, they will definitely be able to do it in the future.

These things, he really wanted to talk to people, and he had told people, but he was regarded as a madman, it seems that in the legend, no fairy appeared in such a form, of course, it may also be that he doesn't know enough, after all, now he seriously counts, he doesn't know enough words, maybe he can read more books in the future, so maybe he can find some clues.

"The government doesn't care, and the court doesn't care?" Chen Mo still couldn't help but ask, he always felt that the imperial court should be in charge.

"I don't know." Da Lang shook his head blankly, suddenly looked at Chen Mo and said, "Ergou, where did you say the imperial court is?" ”

Chen Mo didn't know either, but he felt that he was smarter than Da Lang and should know more, so he thought about it and said, "Since he is the Son of Heaven, it must be in heaven." ”

"Heavenly?" Da Lang was surprised: "Then how do you go up?" ”

"Who knows." Chen Mo shook his head, he had only been to Xiaqiu twice, the imperial court was too far away for him, but there must be a way.

"I said, you can make manure for my family." Da Lang suddenly hooked Chen Mo's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Then you help me plough the land, it's very troublesome to make manure." Chen Mo didn't directly refuse this time, Uncle Wang and his mother have more or less said something in this regard, between neighbors, don't be so fine, otherwise you will have trouble in the future and no one will help you, today I had a conflict with the Taiping Sect, and everyone stood up all at once, which touched Chen Mo a lot, so he decided to change the way that everyone can accept, help himself work, and help them make manure.

"Okay, no problem, I'll let my dad go to plough the land, I'll go to your field to help, and you can help my family make manure." Da Lang patted his chest, and then said, "But you can't play tricks on me, if you burn the crops, you will have to pay for it." ”

"Don't worry, I've been doing it for more than two years, it's fine." Chen Mo is still very confident in this.