Qian Duo retracted his hands.

The other party really can't set up, and he is still the difficult Mo Gongzi.

"Also, who is your brother?" Mo Chen said slowly.

Qian Duo was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that in a hurry just now, she grabbed the other party next door and shouted, "Brother, they bully people!" ”

She laughed dryly twice and explained, "Isn't that anxious, seeing you kindly?" ”

Mo Chen lowered his eyes and face, hooked the corners of his mouth with the concealment, and then said with a tense face: "Then I am not your brother either." ”

"Yes, yes, you are not my brother, you are Mo Gongzi." I don't have a brother like you.

Qian Duo lost his gratitude in his heart, and he smoothed it out.

Mo Chen glanced up and down her a few more times, then got up and walked into the inner room, and when he came out again, he held an elegant porcelain vase in his hand.

Qian Duo was thinking about what was in the porcelain vase, and something was stuffed in his hand.

Mo Chen said: "Go wash your hair and change your clothes!" ”

"I'm okay with my hair, but I didn't bring a change of clothes." When he came, he didn't know that he would stay to serve people, and Qian Duo was a little confused holding the porcelain vase.

Mo Chen pushed her out of the room: "The new clothes have been delivered, and they are in your room." ”

"Hurry up, don't affect my eating!"

With that, he slammed the door shut.

Qian Duo was stunned outside the door, staring at the closed door: "Hey! ”

At this time, I didn't know whether to thank or get angry, anyway, she had no groove to vomit.

She pulled her hair, and sure enough, a layer of mud and sand fell, and she quickly fanned her hand in disgust.

Then Qian Duo pulled out the lid of the porcelain bottle and smelled it, it was fragrant, it was estimated to be head oil.

It's really a sad story, Mo Chen, a big man, lives more delicately than her.

Qian Duo shook his head and sighed and returned to the room, the new clothes were indeed already on the table, and sure enough, there were two bodies, one goose yellow and one pink.

Her face was flushed, but she couldn't take her eyes off her new clothes.

Although she said "three years of new and three years of old, and another three years of sewing and mending", which little girl can carry new clothes.

She wanted to touch it, but she was afraid of getting dirty, so she hurriedly went to boil water, washed her hair, took a shower, and changed into clothes, which really fit and was comfortable.

Qian Duo hadn't worn new clothes for many years, so he happily walked around the house twice, then picked up the porcelain bottle and poured a few drops of head oil into the palm of his hand.

Mo Chen's side was probably impatient to wait, so he came over and knocked on the door: "Miss Qian, okay." ”

"Oooh, here it is." The water on Qian Duo's hair hadn't dried yet, so he hurriedly touched the oil on his head and ran to open the door.

She picked out the goose-yellow dress and put it on, lining the little face that had just come out of the bath with white and red lips and white teeth.

The droplets of water dripping from his head hung on his face, Qian Duo wiped it casually with his hand, and then smiled at Mo Chen with big watery eyes.

I don't know why, looking at her appearance, a sentence suddenly appeared in Mo Chen's mind, "The eyes are shy, and the Dan lips are smiling".

He looked away, coldly threw down a sentence: "Hurry up and help me grind", and left with his hands in his hands, his steps were vaguely messy.

Qian Duo followed, muttering behind him: "It's really a son, no one can even write if no one serves him." ”

Mo Chen's ears and eyes were good, and he heard clearly: "What are you muttering, hurry up and keep up." ”

Qian Duo quickly covered his mouth and followed him into the study.

Speaking of grinding, Qian Duo helped his grandfather do it when he was a child, and he did it very well after a while.

When Mo Chen saw this, his face finally softened, and he spread out the paper and began to copy the Buddhist scriptures.

Qian Duo stretched out his head to look at it and asked curiously, "How did you copy this?" ”

"Can't you?" Mo Chen asked rhetorically.

Qian Duo hurriedly said: "In my impression, women copy Buddhist scriptures to pray for their families, you are not a man, and you are not like a person who prays to God and worships Buddha." ”

"And who am I?" Mo Chen is willing to say a few more words to Qian Duo today.

Qian Duo thought about it, he couldn't say that people were losers, and he couldn't say that he couldn't save him when he saw death.

“…… Good guys. ”

Good people can't see her wearing torn clothes, good people help her break out in front of her clansmen, and good people will have the insight to cooperate with her.

Thinking about it like this, Mo Chen is really not bad, Qian Duo nodded heavily to affirm his thoughts.

Mo Chen was not very happy after hearing this, glared at her, and saw the injury on Qian Duo's hand again.

The hand that rubbed the skin was soaked in water, and the wound was a little red, but it was fine, and Qian Duo didn't look very painful.

He was silent and asked, "Why are you being chased on the street, do you have an enemy?" ”

When he mentioned this Qian Duo, he was angry: "Song Yuanwai is not a good person!" ”

"You just came, I don't know if he dares to call the second stinky in Yungang Town, and no one dares to call it the first."

Qian Duo offended Song Yuanwai by how he collected the food, and then how Li Cuihua hooked up with the other party, 1510 told Mo Chen.

"When I looked at the Song embroidered on their cuffs, I knew it was the old guy's faction."

"Isn't it just that I collected vegetables from a few villages, so that he can't annex Renliangtian at a low price?"

"By the way, Xu Niangzi's son was injured by their family, and they robbed her daughter-in-law."

After Mo Chen heard this, he frowned slightly.

When he first arrived, Zhang Dongcheng collected information about the rich people, after all, he had to deal with these in the future.

But Mo Chen didn't mean to be in these people, but he didn't let him inquire in much detail.

noticed that Song Yuanwai was also because of Qian Duo's third aunt, who dragged people from the bed to the mountains in the middle of the night.

Any more, and there will be none.

Mo Chen was silent for a moment, and asked slowly: "Is the government not caring about such a wicked person?" ”

Qian Duo was indignant: "Who dares to sue? ”

"His third uncle is the steward of our palace, and it is said that he is particularly favored in front of the eldest son."

"In the past, there were not many people who went to sue, but they were beaten half to death by the former county order on the charge of false accusation, and no one has been working against that old guy since."

"I heard that the eldest son has now inherited the title, and Song Yuanwai is estimated to go sideways!"

"It's really God's blindness to make this kind of person proud!"

Qian Duo said excitedly, and hung his fist on the bookcase.

Mo Chen looked distressed: "Don't break my table." ”

Qian Duo hurriedly withdrew his hand, rubbed it quietly, and peeked at the place where he was punched, but it was not damaged.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, such a whole piece of pear blossom wood was difficult to find, and she couldn't afford to pay it with her current financial resources.

Mo Chen looked at her hand, took out a bottle of ointment from the drawer and threw it over: "Wipe it!" ”

Qian Duo didn't expect Mo Chen's heart to be quite fine, and when he thought of it, he complained about others in his heart before, and he was embarrassed: "Thank you, Master Mo, although you have a stinky face all day long, just like people owe you two hundred dollars, I just think you are a good person." ”

“……”

Why don't you like to listen to this girl?

Mo Chen waved his hand: "Enough ink, you can go out." ”

Qian Duo didn't leave: "Is it really enough?" I'll give you a little more. ”

"Get out!"

"Okay."

Although Qian Duo didn't know why the other party was unhappy, but the other party was a good person, she couldn't let a good person be angry, so she said yes, and thoughtfully brought the door to Chong Mochen and smiled flatteringly when she went out.

Waiting for the person to leave, Mo Chen sighed softly and beckoned out the window.

A figure was silent, slid in from the outside, and knelt in front of Mo Chen.

Mo Chen instructed: "Check the Song Yuan, the bottom is the kind of sky." ”