Chapter 33 The Strongest Migrant Worker

Mo Wen is like this mountain rock, almost immovable, guarding the girl in front of him.

This is two days.

Two days is not long, but it is not short.

Mo Wen couldn't help but wonder: Why is this woman so sleepy?

At first, he planned to wait for sunrise and then go down the mountain alone.

Let this wild girl sleep here, anyway, it would be a mistake to meet her, making herself embarrassed, and almost losing her life. At this time, it is even more important to withdraw as soon as possible, otherwise when she wakes up, with her uncertain personality, something may happen? So you don't have to say hello or something.

But after sunrise, he thought: In this barren mountain and wilderness, she is left alone here, I am afraid it is not safe. If I am hungry by the beasts that haunt the mountains, will it not also be my karma?

Then stay a little longer, and hopefully she'll wake up sooner.

And so, from sunrise to sunset.

At night, I feel like I can't go!

Wouldn't the night be more unsafe?

......

This is the first time in Mo Wen's life that he has been so close to a girl!

During the day, the girl slept fairly honestly.

Except for the ups and downs of breathing and the occasional slight frowning between the eyebrows and eyes, the whole person is like a jade carving, motionless.

The mountain breeze blew her long satin-like hair from time to time, teasing Mo Wen's face, This slight strange feeling made Mo Wen's heart tremble.

Mo Wen took a deep breath and wanted to deliberately refuse.

only to find that even her breath at this moment brought her unique smell......

It's an indescribable sensation like a mirror-like lake, infused with a warm current and rippling in the microwave. It is like a seed in the heart field quietly falling into the ground, sprouting and growing.

In confusion, Mo Wen gave himself a gentle slap in the face, so as to wake up from this distraction.

The master said that if the heart is not firm, it will not be able to glimpse the avenue.

However, in the evening, an even greater problem returned.

As the strength of the alcohol gradually subsides, the girl who slowly regained her body consciousness became more and more dishonest in her sleeping position.

At first, she still slept on Mo Wen's shoulder, but in the first half of the night, her body suddenly moved and slipped into Mo Wen's arms.

This really scared Mo Wen!

In a panic, he hurriedly moved her back to her place.

Unexpectedly, she snorted and chirped for a while, and came back.

Don't ask, reset her again.

And she came again.

......

After doing this a few times, Mo Wen could only sigh and let her go.

In the second half of the night, Mo Wen felt that the placket of his clothes and the place where her face was attached to it were wet and slippery, and when he moved her head, he saw that the place had been soaked with her saliva.

Now, Mo Wen was a little unhappy.

Although he is plainly dressed, Mo Wen is still a person who loves cleanliness in his bones. I can't see this kind of sticky thing on my body, but I feel uncomfortable at the moment, and I can't beat or scold this guy. In desperation, he could only move her to his knees and let her sleep on her back.

I thought she should settle down this time.

But it didn't take long for her to feel that her knees and legs were far less soft than in his arms, and she actually stuck in again, so as not to be expelled again, this time her four hands and feet were like octopuses, and they were entangled with him......

Mo Wen only felt that his little heart was beating violently, and he was almost able to jump out of his throat.

Day 2.

Mo Wen looked at the "dog skin plaster" on his body, and he was sad.

He looked down and wondered: If she has been asleep like this and never wakes up, will she keep sticking to her like this......?

Mo Wen finally got the "deserved" reward for his kindness.

The reward is on the left cheek, five clearly visible finger prints.

Covering his face, Mo Wen scolded: "Neurotic, you!"

The girl was as aggrieved as a wounded rabbit, and this look really made it difficult to tell who had beaten whom? She asked with tears in her voice, "Adulterous thief..... What the hell have you done to me?"

Mo Wen was angry and funny, rubbed his face, and said evilly: "Haven't you ever done anything? Just while you were asleep, you did what you had to do!"

"How dare you ......"

"I've done it, why don't you dare!"

The two of them saw that they were about to carry it again.

The girl looked at his hanging, half-truthful appearance, and then remembered to take a look at the situation around her. Find yourself all right, as if nothing dirty has happened in his mouth?

Oh no, he didn't say anything dirty, he just thought so.

So, am I wrong about him?

Is this guy deliberately mad at me?

Maybe, looking at the way he was angry just now, it doesn't look like he can pretend to be!

It seems that I misunderstood him.

But after all the fights, do you still want to be beaten back by him?

This is not possible!

Thinking like this, her eyes when she looked at Mo Wen suddenly became much softer.

"How long have I slept this night?" she said, turning the subject away, apparently trying to hide her inner embarrassment.

Mo Wen turned his head in anger and ignored her.

"Stingy guy!" She was eccentric, and her expression was trustworthy! At this moment, she immediately changed into an innocent and playful face that she often put on in front of the division commanders after doing something wrong on weekdays, and she wanted to get close to him when she got closer: "I usually don't sleep well, and I have the gas to get up." As soon as you wake up, you don't understand the situation, and you will be beaten in a daze. Does it hurt? I'll rub you—"

Mo Wen didn't dare to take it, so he dodged and turned his back to her.

The girl walked around and tried to tease him again. Suddenly, I saw him staring into the distance, thoughtful. Then he wondered, "What are you thinking?"

Seeing that Mo Wen still ignored her, he asked repeatedly without relenting.

Annoyed by being entangled, Mo Wen said slowly: "I just thought of a story I heard before. ”

When the girl saw a story to listen to, she became even more interested: "Come and listen, I like to hear stories told by people the most!"

Mo Wen naturally wanted to hang her mouth before he gave in, "It is said that one night, a man met a lonely little wild boar on the mountain, and when he saw that he was pitiful, he temporarily made a nest beside him and let him spend the night." The man thought that the little boar would leave on its own after dawn, but he took this place as his home, and slept for two days, and did not wake up for a long time. The man had a good heart, and he was afraid that it would become the food of a beast, so he always guarded the left and right. ”

"The man had a good heart. She listened attentively and said.

Mo Wen continued: "It happened that at this time, a farmer passed by, thinking that the little wild boar was captured by that person, so he said: 'This little wild boar grows really well, and it can be brought home to live and raise for a year and a half, or it can be exchanged for a few taels of silver.'" He said that he had to exchange a bundle of scrap wood with the man......

"Did the man change to him?" she wondered.

"Guess what?"

"A bundle of waste wood wants to be exchanged for a small wild boar, and this farmer's abacus is too fine. If it weren't for the fool's fool, he wouldn't have been exchanged. ”

"Not only did the man think so, but I am afraid even the little boar himself thought so. Mo Wen smiled.

"Hmm. The girl agreed.

But it wasn't long before the man regretted it again. ”

"Why?"

Because it took the man two whole days to wait for the little boar to wake up, what he never expected was that his kindness could not be rewarded for himself. When the little boar woke up and saw him for the first time, he pounced on him and bit him hard......"

"How can it be so unreasonable, and then take revenge?" she was very upset.

"Hmm!" Mo Wen nodded heavily, and asked again, "Why did you say that little wild boar bit that man?"

"Why?" the little girl thought hard with wide eyes, and shook her head again.

"Because...... Because ......," Mo Wen said, sweeping his surroundings with his peripheral light, "there is no other reason than this little wild boar—it has the gas to get up!" said him, and the man had swept backwards a foot away, and then turned around, and ran down the hill as if flying......

After listening to this last sentence, the girl will become a fool if she doesn't understand it anymore - it turns out that this guy has been going around in circles for a long time, and he is nothing more than scolding her around the corner!

Mo asked where he would pay attention to her, not only did he not stop, but he accelerated his pace even more, and ran away without a trace.

Seeing that she could not catch up, the girl simply ran back to the top of the hill, searched and waited, and it was not long before she saw that the boy was a little hanging, and wiped into a ruined village. There are already a lot of people there, busy coming and going, and it looks like they are building something......

"Little boar...... Waste firewood...... Get up and ...... angry," she muttered, her mind hadn't completely gotten out of the story that Mo Wen had made up for her just now, and as she read it, she actually "fluttered" and laughed out loud, "It's a shame that he can figure it out! This guy ...... It's really funny......"

Thinking about it again, he actually lived alone with this person for two days, and he couldn't help biting his lower lip lightly, and squeezed out of his mouth: "Little lewd thief!"

As for this swearing, is it anger, is it joy, I am afraid that only she knows best in her heart......

When Mo Wen returned to the village, he found that the huge construction project there had officially started.

Almost everyone in the village, young and old, threw themselves into it.

In the middle of summer, the temperature is so hot that it seems that it is difficult for them to rebuild their home.

Due to the tight construction period, this reconstruction was carried out on the basis of the original site of each household. However, because there are more abundant materials now, great improvements can be made in the structure and materials.

The original houses of the villagers were first laid with foundations, square columns, rammed earth as walls, and roofs covered with reeds and thatch. The house built in this way can be called an earthen house, and there are many drawbacks in terms of the firmness, durability, waterproofness, and leakage proof of the main body.

Now that there are enough stone bricks and wood, Hao Haisheng and his colleagues thought that they could try to change it to a brick and wood structure. The walls are made of stone bricks, which are both strong and beautiful, and waterproof, and the saved wood can be used to improve the roof and make a double roof made of wood and thatch.

At the same time, the solution of adhesive materials also ensures the feasibility of this scheme. The only fly in the ointment is that after Hao Haisheng and Old Man Sun put it together, they found that the glutinous rice that the villagers may have is not enough to make so many adhesive materials to meet such a huge construction demand.

At present, it seems that it can only be carefully calculated. This material can be used first for the foundation and the part below the window sill above the foundation, and as many buildings as can be built, and then think of other ways when it is not enough, such as using the traditional yellow mud to descend from the scalding mud.

Fortunately, the houses of the villagers are not built high, and the weight of the stone bricks themselves can also make up for the lack of adhesive materials.

When Mo Wen walked into the village, he found that the original open space in the village was full of tall piles of various materials. Men, women and children perform their own duties, and the division of labor is clear: responsible for the picking of materials, the processing of processing, the handling of handling, and the construction of construction...... The room was filled with the sound of sawing wood, chiseling, striking iron, shouting, shouting, talking, ridiculing, and urging...... It's a hot scene!

Looking at the construction site, the foundations of several houses have already been laid. Mo Wen approached one of them curiously, where Hao Haisheng, Old Man Zhao, and several villagers were squatting together to study and admire the works in front of them.

"Tsk...... This quality, this appearance, this solidity—I don't have to say it!" Hao Haisheng only heard a long series of "tsk" sounds from his mouth and praised.

The old man next to him was also bright, and said proudly: "Of course! In addition to the thick and neat stone bricks, we also have the credit of this glutinous rice material, and it has only been half a day's work, and look, this brick will not move at all! Haha......"

"Yes, yes, you have made a great contribution this time!" Hao Haisheng was already smiling from ear to ear at this time, which was completely different from the sad face of a few days ago!

"Uncle Sun, Brother Hao—" Mo Wen smiled and interjected between the two of them to say hello.

Hao Haisheng responded with a smile, but Old Man Sun was a little unhappy when he saw him, and pouted: "You kid, you have disappeared for two or three days, where did you come out again?"

"Deal with some trivial matters...... Mo Wen rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly, "No, you will come to help as soon as you are busy?" ”

"Hey, no, no! You are our guest, how can you be embarrassed to assign you work?" Hao Haisheng waved his hand again and again, and said: "Besides, you have already helped a lot, I heard Uncle Sun say that the idea of using glutinous rice as an adhesive material was the one you came up with, and I haven't had time to thank you for everyone!"

"If he can think of this idea, it is not just a blind cat encountering a dead mouse. Old man Sun snorted disappreciatively, pointed to the vicinity and said, "It's all heavy work here, and you can't do it." Or are you going to go to the women and children to help smash the stones, bring tea or something?"

Mo Wen naturally heard that he was annoyed that he had slipped out for three days without even saying hello, so he deliberately said angry words, and immediately grinned, patted his chest and said: "This is a bad word, I can't do any rough and heavy work?

"Oh, is that true?" Old man Sun rolled his eyes, turned his head and pointed to the four or five strong men who were busy standing on the pillar on one side, and asked, "Can you do their work?"

Mo Wen took advantage of the situation to see that the four or five people were holding a large log, moving it to the pit dug in advance, and preparing to put one end into the pit.

This wood is not thick, and it should be more than enough for two people to hug together, but because the wood is about five meters long, it takes four or five people to lift it forward one by one to stand up, and the whole process is time-consuming and laborious.

Mo Wen laughed, a sense of pride surged into his heart, he rolled his sleeves, and said loudly: "What's so difficult about this?

As he spoke, he went around to the timber stack a few zhang away, picked one of the thickest ones at a glance, held one end with both hands, and gently pulled it out, and the wood was easily pulled out horizontally.

This move immediately caused several uproars. Hundreds of pounds of wood, just one person can pull out effortlessly? How do you feel like he's smoking chopsticks?

The exclamation attracted the villagers who were working around to come and watch one after another - everyone came to see the Hercules performance!

Mo Wen had the intention to show off today, but I saw a hand move to the middle of the wood, and with a slight support of one palm, he lifted the whole wood and walked leisurely to the pillar point on the construction site.

"Wow! See, no, see, he lifted the wood with one hand, but the wood seemed to lose weight in his hand, how did he do it?"

"yes, where did he get that much strength?"

"Is this still a normal person? Is he a monster?"

......

The crowd immediately boiled.

Most of the crowd were amazed at his divine power, but some of them applauded.

Mo Wen glanced at the benefits and found a familiar face - mulberry leaves!

The excited and adoring look in the girl's eyes, what boy doesn't dream of?

Mo asked, and also smiled proudly in his heart.

It's so cool to be looked up!

When one end of the wood fell vertically, he put his hands on the wood and poured a little sinking force, and the wood was like an arrow from the string, straight into the shallow pit dug in advance!

At this moment, Mo Wen secretly screamed in his heart: "Oops!"

But apparently it was too late to remedy, and in an instant, the wood was submerged.

It turns out that he patronized the display and forgot to control his power.

It was supposed to be a pillar, but now there are no more piles!

Mo Wen was very embarrassed, and hugged his fists in all directions: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Now again, again!"

As he spoke, ignoring the shocked jaws of the villagers, he lay on the ground by himself, reached out to dig into the pit, touched it twice, but did not touch it. Reach out and pull the sleeve to the root, and then dig it out.

Everyone came closer to take a look, and saw that his facial expressions were particularly rich at the moment: sometimes frowning, sometimes soothing his eyebrows, and then raising his eyebrows - everyone suddenly said: finally touched by him!

It's just that he pricked it in with one hand, and then lifted it up, and the log flew out obediently along his hand where all five fingers were sunk at the end!

"This pit can't be used, so let's fill it with soil first. He greeted a strong man beside him apologetically.

At this time, the audience was silent.

After a while, there was applause.

Then, the audience applauded.

At this time, Old Man Sun stood up and waved his hands at everyone and said, "Okay, okay! Everyone has seen the excitement, they are all scattered, they are all scattered, and then they are busy with their own work." After speaking, he turned to the people in charge of the pillar and said, "You go find other work to do, and the work here is all left to him." ”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Mo and asked.

Mo Wen didn't think so, and said with a smile: "Uncle Sun, in fact, I can do other heavy work." ”

Old man Sun smiled, shook his head and said, "Not busy, not busy, let's come one by one!"