Chapter 9: The life of a rich man is so unpretentious
Although Qingyun Town is only a town, its area is not small.
Mo Yu turned around for at least half an hour before he found out where his home was.
As for why not ask for directions?
He was embarrassed to ask for directions, did he let everyone know that he didn't even remember where his own door was.
I miss the days when I had navigation......
But even if there is navigation, it is estimated that it will not lead to your own home, hey......
"Hey, young master, it's the young master who is back."
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the shouts of the Mo family's subordinates, and Mo Yuanshan and Qin Wanyi, who were quickly alarmed, hurriedly ran over.
"Oh, Yu'er, it's good to come back, where is the immortal master?" Mo Yuanshan dragged his chubby body, still wearing a local tyrant's gold, and ran over and asked.
Just ran away after being spanked by me......
But if you want to say this, it is estimated that your cheap father will have a myocardial infarction immediately.
"The immortal master has returned to the mountain gate first." After speaking, seeing Mo Yuanshan's somewhat regretful look, he hurriedly continued: "But she asked me to go to Qingling Mountain to find her." ”
"Oh, it's a good thing, the immortal master is not a mortal, when will you pass? When you get there, you must learn your skills hard, maybe our Mo family can also produce an immortal. ”
Mo Yuanshan rubbed his hands excitedly.
However, Qin Wanyi was a little unhappy, "My son just came back, do you want him to leave?" Why do you have to live at home for a while, you don't want him to think about me,"
"Hahaha, yes, yes, what Madam said is, come on, prepare a few more dishes today, Yu'er, you come with me first."
Mo Yuanshan took Mo Yu to the side, and then asked cautiously, "Yu'er, why did you bring this big man back?" ”
"He said he wanted to follow me, so I brought it, don't worry, Dad, I have my own measure."
Mo Yu didn't explain too much, and the other party wouldn't believe it.
"Okay, then I won't say much, with the relationship of the immortal master, I believe he won't dare to mess around." Mo Yuanshan nodded and said.
Mo Yu just smiled and didn't say anything more, but he still felt a little warm in his heart.
This feeling was only felt when I was very young, when I was still living at my grandfather's house, and since my grandfather left, I never felt any warmth anymore.
Maybe it's good here too......
……
After settling down Chen Daniu, Mo Yu returned to his room.
Before crossing by himself, what kind of person was the original Mo Yu? Many times, Mo Yu couldn't help but think about this.
Looking at the slowly cabinet of books placed in the room, and the paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the desk.
Damn, you can't be a young master who loves to read, right?
Let me figure it out, I still remember two poems that I have learned before?
The bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground, a pair of dogs and men, and a clean light.
……
On the afternoon of hoeing day, my father was really hard. Mahjong in the morning, landlords in the afternoon.
……
It seems that there is still a little reluctance to pretend to be a literati, Mo Yu sighed.
Let's talk less these days, write a story collection for that girl and leave.
But before that, there's a problem.
Mo Yu looked at the brush in front of him and fell into deep thought......
Can anyone tell me what to do with this brush???
……
"You, come here" Mo Yu pushed open the door and saw a little girl standing nearby.
The little girl was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with a double-ringed bun on her head, a pair of big eyes and a slick face.
"Young master, you call me."
Mo Yu looked up and down and asked, "Well, what's your name?" ”
When the little girl heard this, her eyes turned red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Damn, what did I say about me? Why are you crying?
"I'm Xing'er, your personal maid, don't you recognize me, young master? Woowoo woo ......"
Mo Yu was sweating profusely, it turned out to be a personal maid, no wonder he was always here.
"Hahaha, the young master is joking with you, how could I not remember Xing'er." Mo Yu snorted, and then said: "I have a task for you, since Xing'er is a personal maid, then you will listen to what I say." ”
Xing'er looked like she was about to cry, nodded and said, "Well, as long as it is the young master's orders, Xing'er will listen to them." ”
Seeing the other party say these words innocently, Mo Yu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Listen to me for everything?
This, this is feudal society?
Sticker,Close-fitting maid is wonderful.,This is simply Lolicon's paradise......
, no, why are you starting to get nervous again.
Hold on, hold back......
You can't lose the face of the young master of feudal society......
Mo Yu took a deep breath, tried to control himself, then turned his face to the side forcefully, and said, "You can write, write something for me in a while, and I'll read you to write." ”
"Yes, young master." Apricot answered obediently.
I saw Xing'er walking to the desk to drip water, grinding ink, and laying paper, and a set of actions like flowing water, it seems that I have done these things in normal times.
Hey, could it be that these things were originally made for this girl?
It must be so, how could a stupid son of a landlord engage in these literati things.
"Young Master, what do you need to write?" Xing'er, who was ready, turned her head and asked.
"Ahem." Mo Yu cleared his throat, with a look of memory on his face, and said: "You start writing like this, once upon a time there was a mountain called Huaguo Mountain, and there was a big stone on the mountain, called the Colorful Stone, which was ......."
The pure vernacular version of Journey to the West slowly came from Mo Yu's mouth, which was also the story he was most impressed by.
After a while, the room was filled with Mo Yu's laughter, and from time to time there was a question from Xing'er.
"Hahahaha, don't you think it's a great setting for Sun Wukong to transform on a full moon night?"
"But young master, wasn't it originally a monkey?"
"Hey, you're still young, and you don't understand that transformation is a man's romance."
"Oh, who is that Tiga?"
"He came from another universe, and later became friends with Sun Wukong, helped him beat up the Buddha and ran away."
"Okay, young master, what an interesting story."
……
The family had dinner, and at the dinner table, Mo Yu accompanied Mo Yuanshan to have a few drinks, although the alcohol content was a little low, but it also made Mo Yu, who had not drunk for a long time, addicted.
There are many things that you regret when you lose them, such as alcohol, such as cigarettes......
Mo Yu, who was lying in the bathtub and taking a hot bath, his biggest wish at this time was to be able to smoke a cigarette, even if it was not Huazi, and he could have a white sand.
At this moment, I only heard a "squeak" from the door, as if someone had pushed the door open.
"Young master, Xing'er is here to serve you in the bath." Xing'er's delicate and tactful voice seemed to wrap around her fingers and wrapped into Mo Yu's heart.
No, I'll wait......
Mo Yu didn't have time to speak.
I saw that the girl in front of me had a slightly red face, wearing a translucent thin shirt, and I could faintly see the light red belly pocket inside, the thin waist that Ying Ying held, and a pair of jade hands seemed to be tender enough to pinch out the water.
It's over, you can't help it......
After a ......soft sound like a bubble bursting, the originally beautiful room was suddenly covered with an indescribable smell.
"Po, po, po."
"Xing'er, please, you go out first." After Mo Yu finished speaking with a crying voice, the whole person was buried in the water.
"Po, po, po."
"Okay, young master, that apricot is out." Apricot blushed and ran out with her head down.
Xing'er, who walked out of the door, seemed to hear the young master's suppressed sorrow.
"Ahhh......h