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Steward Zhou saw that Mo Mi was gone, so he brought Mo Mi a roast chicken.

Mo Xiaomi couldn't refuse, so she had to bring it.

Mo Xiaomi thought that Gu Yanze likes to eat crayfish, so he will go to Brother Dayong's house tomorrow to bring some over and make them for Gu Yanze and Grandpa Zhou.

Gu Yanze, who was upstairs, watched Mo Xiaomi, who was wearing a big straw hat, walking on the country road, and laughed silently again.

With the little black girl by his side, the morning was indeed wonderful, although the little black girl had been sleeping, but it made him feel that he was no longer alone.

It's a good feeling!

Not only does it not affect his reading, but it is more efficient, and he hopes that the little black girl will come over often.

After Mo Xiaomi went home, she helped her mother cook.

Because of the wheelchair, grandpa can turn the wheelchair by himself, come to the dining table, and eat by himself without being taken care of by others.

"Xiaomi, this is what Brother Zhou asked you to bring here?" Mo Xiangshan pointed to the roast chicken on the table, he knew that Steward Zhou liked to eat roast chicken the most.

"Mmmm, I refused, but he insisted on giving it to me, and I didn't take it, he was going to be angry." Mo Xiaomi nodded, a little embarrassed, in fact, she went to Steward Zhou's house to play, not because she wanted people to eat deliciously.

There are children in the village, and when they see her coming out of the small western-style building, as long as she is holding something in her hand, they will be called a "delicious ghost". Similarly, if she goes to a small western-style building with something, some people say that Mo Xiaomi is a "sycophant", so she likes to shoot rich people's sycophants.

In the past, Mo Xiaomi had many friends, but now because Mo Xiaomi and Gu Yanze are familiar with each other, the children in the village are estranged from her.

However, fortunately, there are still Mo Xiaomei and Mo Xiaohai in the village, because their uncle Mo Dajun has a good relationship with Mo Xiaomi's family, so it is still the same as before.

As for the other families, seeing that Mo Xiaomi's family is making money, they are envious on the surface, but they are jealous behind it.

Mo Xiaomi washed the dishes and chopsticks before going to the house to take a nap.

When I woke up in the afternoon, my grandfather was already drinking tea under the tree, and my mother was peeling edamame beans under the tree to prepare the evening's dishes.

Mo Xiaomi sat next to her grandfather and drank a few sips of sour plum soup, but her sleepiness had not gone down, and her eyes were blank.

"Millet, there are nine pear saplings in the corner, all planted by you?" Mo Xiangshan pointed to the corner of the wall, a pear sapling that was already more than a meter tall and thick with a thumb, and asked curiously, it was only half a month, and it had grown so tall, which made him very curious.

"Uh-huh." Mo Xiaomi's eyes lit up, oops, she had grown so tall, "I planted it, it grew so fast, it was so good." ”

Mo Xiangshan nodded and said, "I took a closer look just now, this pear tree is different from the common pear trees in our Pear Blossom Bay. The leaves of this tree are greener, and the edges of the leaves are golden, and the leaves of the pear tree are also quite beautiful. ”

"Yes, the pears we eat are different from the ones in our village." Mo Xiaomi replied, "The old man also said that as long as these pear saplings emerge, they will be able to produce golden pears next year." ”

"Golden pear?" Mo Xiangshan was surprised, "Indeed, Huang Cancan's skin is indeed like a skin made of gold." ”

"Which old man?" Mo Huihui asked, "Selling pears?" ”

"yes, I don't know either." Mo Xiaomi began to make up nonsense, "Give me a few pears and a few pear pits, eat pears and plant golden pears." ”

Mo Xiangshan became even more moved and asked, "What else did I tell you?"

Mo Xiaomi's words reminded him of the legend of Pear Blossom Bay.