At noon, Shen Mo was about to cook when he heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was the seventh girl downstairs, she was holding a tray with a bowl of hot fish soup and a jar of white rice on it, and said to Shen He with a smile: "I made more meals at noon, thinking that Shen Xianggong's body was inconvenient, so I served it, don't dislike the coarse tea and light rice." ”

Shen He's mouth can swallow a duck egg, he said in his heart, why did he faint, the world has completely changed? The harsh and cold Shen family suddenly became generous, and the seven girls who were like hatred became good neighbors? Why does this stinky boy have so much magic?

Shen Mo didn't know the emotion in his father's heart, and said happily to the seventh girl: "But I don't have to cook, I'm worried about this." ”

The seventh girl put down the tray and giggled: "It's good that the little minister doesn't dislike it." ”

Shen Mo shook his head, and when he saw that the seventh girl turned around to leave, he hurriedly called out to her: "There are some rice, noodles, vegetables and vegetables here, Seventh Sister take back half of them." ”

In fact, as soon as the seventh girl came in, she saw the basket of fresh vegetables at the door, as well as the two plates of pork and beef. Hearing this, he was quite moved, but he was really embarrassed, so he hurriedly shook his head and said, "This is the rations of Shen Xianggong and Xiao Xianggong, so I can't help it." With that, he snatched the door and went out, lest he could not help but agree after a while.

Seeing her leave, Shen Mo smiled at his father: "There are so many things, we can't eat them, it's better to send some down and give them to the seventh girl to eat together." "This is indeed the truth, the things sent by those families are enough for the two of them to eat for half a month. It's okay to say that the rice noodles are good, but those fresh meat dishes don't last long.

"Vote for me with papaya, and repay it with Qiongjiu." Shen He smiled and said, "Very good, very good." ”

Shen Mo smiled in his heart: "Very sour, very sour...... but he was still very happy to see that the old man had recovered his mood."

Packed up the ingredients out of the half basket, silently carried them down and gave them to the seventh girl, and after a few concessions, she happily accepted them, but said in her mouth: "Put the raw ones aside, and I'll serve you cooked ones when it's time to eat." ”

Shen Mo smiled: "Don't bother, those at home can't be eaten." ”

As soon as she came out of her house, Shen Mo saw the picture screen appear in the courtyard, carrying a small bag in his hand.

This is his creditor, Shen Mo hurriedly surrendered his hand: "Picture screen girl." ”

Seeing him salute himself, the painting screen suddenly blushed and said, "I can't help it." He whispered, "I'm here to see Shen Xianggong." ”

"Then upstairs, please." Shen Mo stretched out his hand and asked.

"Don't disturb Shen Xianggong to rest." The sound of the painting screen was like the chirping of mosquitoes: "Let's find a place to talk." ”

Silent said, 'This is also called to visit my father?' Then he went downstairs and said, "Let's go to the flower pavilion and say." So he took her to a pavilion crawling with wisteria. Now is their flowering season, and I see a noble lilac, like a brilliant waterfall, hanging down from the pavilion, and its beginning and end are not seen. The further down it goes, the darker it becomes, as if the purple really flowed down the waterfall and settled at the bottom.

When the girl on the picture screen was immersed in it, she said this feeling stupidly. Silent and playful explained: "Because every spike of flowers blooms at the top and waits to be released below." "Suddenly ruined the good atmosphere.

"Necrotic." The girl pouted depressedly, threw the burden into Shen Mo's arms and said, "Try it." ”

Shen Mo opened the burden and saw that it was a moon-white Confucian shirt, as well as a new belt and shoes, all available. I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Where did you buy this?" It looks very good. ”

"Bought it? It's weird to be able to buy it. He puffed up and said, "Do you want to try to fit it or not?" ”

Shen Mo smiled and said, "I didn't take a bath, I'm afraid of dirty clothes." ”

"Let you try, you will try!" Painted screen apricot eyes glared: "If you don't try, give it to me, I'll go back and use it as a rag." ”

"Don't, don't, it's hot." Shen Mo hurriedly surrendered: "Can't I try?" As he spoke, he generously untied his clothes and took off his tattered shirt.

The painting screen snorted, turned around, covered his hot cheeks with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't be ashamed ......" The reader's skin is so white, the painting screen thought nonsense.

Shen Mo said helplessly: "I'm still wearing shorts and shorts." He felt that this was a normal thing, and he didn't care too much. After putting on the new clothes three or two, I couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: "It really fits." ”

The painting screen turned around and wanted to see his masterpiece, but he was stunned...... I saw that the silence of getting rid of the tattered clothes and rags was removed, and the whole body was completely renewed. The well-cut white Confucian shirt sets off his fair complexion and delicate facial features. There is a touch of handsomeness in the delicate, and there is a trace of gentleness in the handsomeness! Especially those starry eyes, people dare not force them to look, as if they are about to fall into it at a glance.

What a handsome young man in the world, a beautiful son in the turbid world!

The picture screen can't help but be stupid. Seeing that he had become so outstanding just by changing his clothes, the girl had mixed feelings in her heart, some were happy and some were excited, but the deepest feeling was frustration.

Shen Mo looked at her in a daze for a long time, so he had to say loudly: "Can you take it off?" ”

"Oh......" The painting screen came back to his senses, and after a complicated change in his complexion, he nodded: "Take it off." ”

Silently, he quickly took off his shirt, folded it neatly, and put it back in his baggage as it was. In accordance with his habit of pretending to be clear, he handed it to the painting screen. The heart said that if you push it, I will stay. People are dressed with horses and saddles, and this guy also likes this shirt very much.

Who knew that the painting screen took the burden unwillingly, and didn't dare to look at him and said, "I'm leaving." With that, he left in a hurry.

Shen Xiaoxiang, who was empty-handed, was dumbfounded, and said in his heart: "Which one is this singing?" Is it really just a fitting on? ’

But the clothes belong to someone else, so what can be done if you don't give them?

Shen Mo had no choice but to pick up the ragged clothes on the ground, put them back on his body, and said with a wry smile: "A woman's heart is full of needles, there is nothing wrong with this." "I'm going to go back to the Seventh Girl, and ask her to help me sew up this raging dress, otherwise I'll show my ass and balls......

As soon as he returned to Wentao Courtyard, he saw Shen Jing with an anxious face circling there.

As soon as he saw him return, Shen Jing jumped over, grabbed his arm tightly and said, "You are back, the official government has sent a letter saying that the eldest son has been arrested!" ”

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It's early today, hehe, it seems that the restriction on voting for recommendations is gone, everyone votes hard, the monk has been pulled down a long way, 555555......