Entering Kazetsumi City, everything seems to be getting easier.

With a piece of jade pendant on his waist, Mo Jinyu calmly found the answer he arranged in the city.

Then he took the ink demon and lived in a three-entry mansion very logically.

Just when Mo Xiaoyou thought that she was about to resume the comfortable life of running errands in the princes' mansions and being able to eat and dress warmly by walking her mouth, Mo Xiaogongzi ended her fantasy with a word:

"Ask Shi, this house is not too big, there are many people, and I am used to your service, so I don't need to invite too many servants."

"Childe is talking about ......"

"Well, except for the shopkeepers who come to deliver fresh food every morning, the work in this house is all up to you."

Mo Xiaogongzi shook his sleeves without eating the fireworks of the world, taking away a piece of dust, and also taking away the mood of Mo Xiaoyou's desire to relax and enjoy it.

However, it has to be said that a big city is a big city. Even if you are an old mother, it is more colorful than the life on the beach of the Lechuan River, where birds do not lay eggs.

For example, since moving in, in the middle of the night, the ink demon can always hear a few extremely small collisions between the rubble on the roof, or a few extremely abrupt crow calls......

Another example is that when you can clean up the yard, you can find a few child-sized dog holes at the base of the wall, and there are a few bluestones filled in them......

For example, there are always all kinds of pigeons flying overhead, and there are always bird droppings falling from the sky to add a bit of winter style to this yard, and she has a little bit of a complaint about this, so she always can't help but shake her hands and arms, and thus develop into a broom......

At noon on this day, even Little Ancestor Mo, who had never been picky, discovered the monotony of the recent recipe and asked with objections:

"Pigeon soup again?"

"Childe, lately, only the pigeon in this windy city is the animal that exercises the most and can best improve your daily sitting and reading and lack of exercise."

Mo Xiaoyou's heart was talking nonsense, and when he heard Mo Jinyu's hand holding the soup spoon, didn't this little boy find something again? He's had already arranged enough work for her lately......

"Childe, our tiles will have to be replaced in a while. Every night, there are always heroes from all walks of life who want to rob the rich and help the poor, and they don't follow the usual path.

The slave is always glad that Childe is fortunate that this Beppu does not hide a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, otherwise the loss of money is small, with the character and appearance of Childe, it will be a big disaster for those heroes to worry about it every day and night! “

Regardless of Mo Xiaogongzi's face becoming more and more ugly with her words, Mo Xiaoyou was worried to himself.

"Okay, I'm full, you can take care of the rest."

Mo Xiaogongzi pushed the bowl and got up and left. In the eyes of the ink demon, it is a little embarrassed to be a thief.

Hum! I want to carry her behind her back to make small movements, thinking that she stays in the yard every day and doesn't know that the eldest lady was forcibly taken to Kyoto by the three princesses? Thought she didn't know what he was planning?

Hey, when will this little ancestor be able to let down his guard against himself? A little more honest? Let her know how he died, so that she can save his life at a critical moment?!

Mo Xiaoyou sat in the empty dining room, and helplessly picked up the still warm pigeon soup and took a sip - tsk, the soup cooked by this carrier pigeon is really a shortcoming.