"Look at the child's injury, do you think I can still tolerate you?" Mo Zhi lifted Mo Qingyuan's trouser legs, and several red marks that were about to bleed were particularly obvious.

This kid... So yourself! Taking a deep breath, An Xiancai said, "I was almost killed by you, do you think I still dare?" Before, the ghost was confused, this ghost door was closed, everything was figured out, I just want to live a good life, otherwise why should I hide it for you? ”

Mo Zhi looked at the injury in Mo Qingyuan's palm, and his face was pale: "Our father and son can't afford it, you can pay off the child's injury, and you won't owe each other in the future!" ”

An Xian tried to say with the most sincere eyes: "You calm down first, I am sincere, I think I can take Yuan'er well, I can read and write, with the condition of his family, he can't afford to go to school, right?" "In the previous life, Mo Qingyuan was a barbarian who couldn't read big words, if he was knowledgeable, he would definitely be much better educated.

"Can you read?" Mo Zhi looked at it with suspicious eyes.

"Hmm." An Xian thought about it, there didn't seem to be any paper and pen in this house, squatted down and took a wooden stick, and wrote a few words: "This is Mo Zhi, this is Mo Qingyuan!" ”

Mo Zhi came over to take a look, he didn't know how to read, but he wanted his children to read and read, but Mo Qingyuan couldn't come at all, but gritted his teeth at An Xian, he didn't want to learn such a boring thing!

"Ya Po didn't say you could read! And why are you not telling it all these days? Mo Zhi felt that the barbaric and unreasonable girl he knew before didn't look like he was knowledgeable at all.

"How do you say it......" An Xian's head turned quickly: "You don't know, Ya Po also looks at people to place orders, like me is ordinary, can still sell to an ordinary person, if you can read people's characters, maybe you can sell it to that kind of place......"

Mo Zhi understood, but she was still worried about her beating the child, and just as she was about to speak, An Xian hurriedly interrupted: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm dying of hunger, go cook first, if there is anything to eat, even if I am allowed to go, I can't go hungry, right?" ”

This kid must be repulsive to her now, she can drag it out, as long as she lets Mo Qingyuan get close to her, Mo Zhi will not drive her away! An Xian thought as he went into the house and found a strip of cloth to wrap his head roughly.

Entering the kitchen, looking at the environment, she couldn't help sighing, she knew that this was the case, she wouldn't have written this father and son so shabby...... Although she is not a rich person in modern times, she is still superior in food, clothing, housing and transportation, but it is really a bit bad to suddenly fall into this situation.

Finally, I rummaged through, found a bag of brown rice and some carrots and potatoes, and there were a few pieces of bacon hanging in the yard, and washed the rice, but I didn't make this fire, and I went to the house to find Mo Zhi, and found that he was giving Mo Qingyuan's medicine.

"I'll come, you go and make a fire." An Xian reached out to take the medicine bottle.

Mo Zhi withdrew his hand from the medicine: "Let you come, I'm afraid it will be more serious." ”

"Look at your hands?" An Xian squatted down and looked at Mo Qingyuan, and said softly, "Can I help you with the medicine?" You see that your father's hands are so rough, will it hurt very much? ”

Mo Qingyuan pursed his lips and didn't speak, and An Xian took the medicine bottle: "You are in the next room, are you afraid that I will not be able to do anything?" It's afternoon, the child must be hungry, you go and make a fire. ”

Mo Zhi glanced at her and touched Mo Qingyuan's head: "If you have something, call Daddy." ”