Probably all the fruits. Anyway, there are so many fruits that I don't know, and the Huang family dares to put them out, and they are still put together with grape pears, and most of them are also fruits.

Jiro took a fruit and studied it, and he didn't know whether he ate it or not. Jiro beckoned to the little guy waiting in the pavilion. The little guy ran over diligently.

Erlang said: "What is this, how to eat it?" ”

The little guy smiled and said, "This is guava, I'll cut it for you." The little servant took out the fruit knife on the side and cut it, and peeled out the other fruits and put them on the fruit plate.

Jiro happily ate the fruit and indulged in it.

Mo Tieshu glanced at it, his nose was angry, and he wanted to eat but felt that he couldn't get down. I just said that I haven't eaten fruit in my eight lifetimes, and now I eat it....

Mo Dalang saw what Mo Tieshu meant, and pulled the fruit on the plate to give it to Mo Tieshu. Mo Tieshu was suddenly refreshed, and felt that his son was still not in vain. His partiality is not without reason.

The main reason is that Erlang himself has no eyes and always works against him. He's Lao Tzu, so he can't let that.

The little servant was busy for a while, and then stood back outside the pavilion and waited for the call from inside.

Erlang sighed: "I don't know how they have such obedient subordinates." Life is really good. San Lang is blessed. Clothes come to reach out and eat to open their mouths. The days are beautiful. ”

"Envy? I want to introduce you to the girls in the city, you don't want to. It's too late to envy. Mo Tieshu scoffed.

Jiro smiled absently.

Everyone had nothing to say, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little quiet. I don't know how to diverge the conversation. Da Lang looked at the courtyard with so many people coming and going. A lot of people have heard of it, but they haven't seen it.

There is something alive in my heart. If he knows one or two big people, he can also benefit a lot from the big guys' fingers.

Mo Dalang complained a little that San Lang couldn't do things, looked at Mo Tieshu, who was a little angry, and secretly rubbed and said: "Dad, look, all the people who come are big shots." Look at the fat old man in dark satin, that is the old man He in our town. And over there, I know that person, he is the chief bookkeeper in the county office. This Huang family, the battle is really big. Saburo doesn't know where to go, if only I could get to know him. ”

Jiro sneered.

Mo Tieshu glared at Erlang, turned his head to Mo Dalang and Yan Yuese, and said, "When we have dinner, I'll ask Sanlang to take you to meet those people." ”

I couldn't help it, and Erlang burst out laughing.

Mo Tieshu exhaled angrily: "Good delicious fruit." You don't like to eat, you haven't eaten it in 800 years. You just eat slowly. ”

Erlang wiped his hands and said, "I'll eat later, I'll pee." ”

The little servant called another subordinate and took Erlang to the thatched house. The little guy stayed outside the pavilion as usual. For the errand work of Mo Tieshu and the others, it is called an on-call.

Waiting for Erlang to go to the toilet and come back, he saw that the little guy stopped Mo Dalang in a good voice.

The little guy smiled and said, "The banquet is about to start, Uncle Mo don't go around." It's going to be lively, I'm afraid it's going to squeeze you. Mo Dalang sat down, it was too noisy over there. ”

"Hey, don't stop me. I naturally knew to come back and sit down. I'll go out into the yard and have a look. Mo Dalang said dissatisfied.

The little guy is blocking the way, but he won't let it. To put it mildly, it is not to let people go.

When Mo Dalang saw Erlang, he immediately said, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

The little guy beckoned, and followed Erlang's little guy to lead the way. The little girl whispered in her ear to watch the prisoner, otherwise my uncle would be angry.