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"It's not for you to play, let you work."

When Bai Lixia turned around, he happened to see Mu Xiaojiu picking up the hoe, with a posture of dancing with a knife and a gun.

She was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought that this guy grew up in a rich family, and whether he had ever seen someone else use a hoe.

"Come here, I'll teach you." She beckoned.

Mu Xiaojiu snorted from his nose and ignored her.

looks down on people, who wants to go over?

"Okay, you don't have to come here, I'll show you." What a big name!

Bailixia picked up another hoe that Aunt Hong had given her and slashed twice on the ground.

Two sweet potatoes were thrown out at the same time.

She bent her eyebrows, put the hoe down, and immediately bent down to pick up the sweet potato.

turned around, and raised the loot in his hand at Mu Xiaojiu: "Do you understand?" ”

Mu Xiaojiu snorted again, picked up the hoe and slashed the ground several times.

The sweet potatoes were immediately gouged out.

His eyes flashed with a little joy, and he followed the example of Bailixia, put down his head, and bent down to pick up sweet potatoes.

However, Mu Xiaojiu soon became depressed.

This sweet potato...... What the girl has planed out is complete, and the ones he has planed out are ......

Why were they all cut off one by one?

"You're too violent." Bailisha stepped over.

Looking at half of the wounded sweet potatoes on the ground, he shook his head and sighed: "Violence can't solve the problem, can you be gentle?" ”

"When have I ever been gentle?"

Mu Xiaojiu snorted and picked up the hoe again.

But this time, I finally knew to be a little gentle.

Although, his gentleness is still heavier than the violence of others......

……

Aunt Hong's house was originally occupied by her son and daughter-in-law, but since her son moved to the city, the house has been vacated.

Although no one has lived in them for all these years, even if the son's family comes back to see the husband and wife, they will sit and leave, and they will not be willing to stay overnight.

However, over the years, her son's house has always been cleaned.

It can't be spotless, but at least, it can live people.

Mu Xiaojiu decided not to leave tonight, and said that he was going to celebrate his birthday, so Bai Lixia could only stay.

While he wasn't paying attention, Bai Lixia quietly sent a message to the second brother and Yehua to report his safety.

The two of them didn't say anything, only replied to the message, asking them to take good care of the ninth master/fourth uncle.

Take care of him...... Bai Lixia looked at Mu Xiaojiu, who was still trying to live outside, helpless.

Such a big man, at this time, he really looks like a child.

If it weren't for her, he alone didn't know if he would starve to death in such a place?

Sometimes, money is not everything, and there are times when money can't buy things.

As it is now, no matter how much money you spend, you can't buy gas or natural gas.

The villagers here still retain the habit of burning fires with firewood, because the pipes are not easy to enter.

And there are not many people here, there are about 20 of them, and the cost is too great to get in.

In fact, Beimiao Municipal Government persuaded them to live outside, and even promised to pay half of the mortgage for them.

But, everyone just won't.

Most of the people who will live here are reluctant to leave this place where they have lived for most of their lives because they are nostalgic.

Bai Lixia looked at the figure sitting on a small stool around the stove, and suddenly, his mood became complicated again.

In fact, she is also a nostalgic person.

If one day, he and the fourth uncle live here forever......