The shopkeeper admitted that he was unlucky, and Mo Ziyun also said that his family was unlucky, "Shopkeeper grandpa, we were also wronged, you also saw it, we came in and didn't say anything, she began to taunt us, at first I wanted to endure it, but I just couldn't help it."

The shopkeeper sighed, "It's normal that you can't help it, and no one can't help it when they encounter these things, if you want to leave me alone, I will definitely scold when I see it."

"More understanding of the shopkeeper's grandfather, although we are not causing trouble, but the shopkeeper's grandfather's shop is also related to us, but fortunately, the cloth is not damaged, we will help you set it up, by the way, we will buy more cloth, it will be regarded as compensation for the shopkeeper's grandfather, do you think it is feasible?"

After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi also apologized, and Mo Tingyu said apologetically: "Old brother, I'm sorry for you, we didn't expect to run into them, if we knew we wouldn't have come in."

The shopkeeper is also reasonable, "I don't blame you for this, if you want to blame, blame the old woman for being too unreasonable, she just shows that she is bullying people."

"It's not bullying us." Song Nanzhi also spoke, "Didn't she just think that we were from the village, and we didn't have much knowledge, and we couldn't compare to being a big official in her family, so she dared to bully us casually."

"Fortunately, not all officials are the same, there are always some good officials who do things for our people."

"That's it, if we hadn't met a good official like Lord Fang this time, I'm afraid that my son wouldn't be able to redress his grievances."

"Fortunately, you came to Beijing to complain, if you hadn't come to complain, I'm afraid that the surnamed Huang would still be doing evil outside, or I don't know how long it would take to cut off his head, so that he would never have his life to bully people in the future."

It seems that Huang Qisheng's killing of people has become known to everyone, and the shopkeeper also hates Huang Qisheng to the core.

Mo Tingyu replied, "It's almost there, there are still ten days!"

After notifying them of the time of execution from Dali Temple, the Mo family counted the days, and now there are still ten days, seeing that the bad guys are about to be executed, Mo Tingyu instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

"He deserves it, it's not enough to cut him ten times, you don't know, no one in this capital is not afraid of him, when he comes out to buy things, he always takes something he sees and takes it directly, not only robbing things, but also robbing people, not to mention the girls in the building, he also robs the girls of good people, don't look at him like a hanged ghost, he has hurt several girls."

"You said that the girl who was a good girl was snatched back by him and ruined, how can this family still live!"

"What? Why did you hurt other girls?" Mo Tingyu hadn't heard about it yet, so he was still a little surprised when he heard it, and then he felt that he was making a fuss, two people were killed, what was it to rob people? Then he said, "It's not enough to cut him ten times, you should cut off all the flesh on his body and feed it to the dogs!"

"You can buy it casually today, I'll give you a cheaper price if you buy it, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it, I don't have anything to lose in this store, you don't have to be polite." The shopkeeper said politely.

I came to buy something, how could I not buy it, seeing the shopkeeper's cheerfulness, Song Nanzhi was also happy when choosing cloth, in addition to coarse cloth, I bought light red, light purple, cloisonné, gray brown, four-color muslin cloth five zhang each, and I didn't even ask the price to let the shopkeeper check out.

I wanted to buy more cloth as an apology for the shopkeeper, but when I paid the bill, the shopkeeper gave a cheap price to settle the bill as he said.

After leaving the cloth shop, the family went to the place where the vegetables were sold, bought some vegetables, and bought needlework and thread to go home to make tablecloths and sew quilt covers for a while.

The muslin cloth I bought was used to sew the sheets and quilt covers to be used on the bed.

Mo Aster even planned to use the leftover fabric to make some cushions.

After arriving home, looking at Mo Li's face was still red, the slap prints were clearly visible, and at the same time as the heartache was Mo Li, Song Nanzhi scolded Huang Jingshu again in the house.

After scolding, he was still angry, "If this is in the village, I have to go to the door of her house and block her scolding."

Mo Ziyun didn't know how to answer for a while, and when she was in the cloth, when she saw her scolding herself, she was very angry in her heart, and scolded her for being black-hearted.

I think I'm a little impulsive, but I don't regret taking the medicine, so I scolded and scolded.

But now, if you want to block the door and scold again, or be turned out after one thing is over, this is not appropriate. "Grandma, what the village does can't be used in this capital, if we go, people can beat us away with big sticks, but we can't beat them, a big family of people."

Mo Tingyu also said strangely: "You don't look at what kind of place this is, and you can still mess around, I'm afraid that you will be put in prison before you find the door."

Mo Li also followed up and said, "Grandma, I don't have any pain anymore, and I didn't suffer any loss, grandma, when you pulled the dead old woman, you grabbed the old woman twice, and I also saw blood marks on her face."

Song Nanzhi laughed when he heard Mo Li's words, "Good catch, next time you want to provoke us, if you can't catch it, you will bite."

Mo Li nodded and said, "Okay."

Mo Ziyun is afraid that Mo Li will bite someone in the future, isn't this causing trouble? Hurriedly stopped it: "It's dirty to bite people, all the dirt on people's bodies is bitten into their mouths, it's okay to gargle after biting dirty things, but if you bite out problems, won't it be more troublesome!"

"In general, don't bite!"

After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, Mo Tingyu also found something to say, and blamed Song Nanzhi: "You said that you, you are a lot old, and you still teach the baby indiscriminately, and teach a bad disease, isn't this a scourge for the baby!"

Song Nanzhi whispered, "I'll just talk about it." Then he turned his head to Mo Li and explained, "Grandma means that if we can't beat it, we will bite, we can't be beaten in vain, when we bite, we should find a place with a lot of meat, and don't work too hard, just let them know that they are afraid."

After the family laughed for a while, they left behind the encounter with Huang Jingshu, and Song Nanzhi took Mo Li into the stove room to prepare for cooking.

Mo Ziyun went to the study to find Murong Qingyuan.

"Brother Qingyuan, we're back."

Murong Qingyuan had been reading books in the study, and he didn't know anything about their return, and after hearing Mo Ziyun's voice, he put down the book and responded, "I'm back so soon, why don't you go shopping more on the street?"

"It's still early? It's almost noon!" Mo Ziyun walked into the house as she spoke, "Brother Qingyuan, you haven't moved since you sat here, have you?"

Murong Qingyuan replied as a matter of course, "I have nothing else to do, of course I can read here."

This logic, no problem! But you have to combine work and rest!

"Brother Qingyuan, reading for a long time is not good for your eyesight, and your brain is not fully rested, you get tired easily, and your reaction will slow down."

"If you don't have a good rest, it will affect the exam!"

Murong Qingyuan also obediently put down the book in his hand, "Okay, rest!"

Then he asked, "What do you eat at noon?" Let's go to the stove room!"

"Grandma bought beef and made tomato brisket soup." Mo Ziyun replied.

"Then let's go to the stove and cook together." When Murong Qingyuan spoke, he picked up Mo Ziyun and walked towards the stove room.

"Grandma, we're here to help." Mo Ziyun shouted as soon as she walked into the stove room.

Song Nanzhi turned his head and saw the brother and sister walking hand in hand, "You don't need to come, you go out to play, I'll be ready in a while."

"Qingyuan, you go and rest for a while. After reading the book for so long, I must be tired. Go and rest for a while, the meal is ready, and I'll call you again."

"Grandma, I'm not tired! I'm here to cook with you and rest."

After Murong Qingyuan finished speaking, Song Nanzhi said again, "Then you sit on the bench and rest."

"I'll wash the tomatoes." One sat and read a book for the first half of the day, but he didn't want to sit anymore, so he took the tomatoes he bought and washed them with water.

"I'll wash it too." Mo Ziyun came to the side of the basin where Murong Qingyuan was washing vegetables, and also reached out and took a tomato and washed it.

The brother and sister finished washing the tomatoes, and then washed the other dishes they wanted at noon.

After the two washed the dishes, Song Nanzhi cut the beef as well, and then put it in the pot and stewed.

In the stove room, the family talked and laughed and cooked the meal, and brought it to the table again, until after the meal, no one mentioned the quarrel outside.

After eating, everyone went back to the room to rest for a while, and after resting, Murong Qingyuan naturally returned to the study to continue reading.

Mo Tingyu went to the garden to be busy, according to his thoughts, what is the use of planting those flowers, it is better to plant some vegetables, but this season the flowers are blooming, it looks very gratifying, plus Mo Ziyun and Mo Li also like it very much, he is reluctant to dig and change to planting vegetables, which will be ready to pull the weeds in the garden.

Song Nanzhi took the scissors out and prepared to cut out the tablecloth, put the coarse cloth on the table, and asked Mo Ziyun, "What do you say this tablecloth is going to do?"

Mo Ziyun replied, "It's very simple, cut it to be bigger than the table, and you can cover the table completely." As for whether to use the seam or not, Mo Ziyun felt that it could be used, so she only talked about cutting.

Song Nanzhi heard this and said, "It's simple." Then he spread out the coarse cloth, cut a piece of it according to the size of the table, and then cut the table for eating, and then other tables, cabinets, and stools, all according to the size, Song Nanzhi took out the sewing and prepared to lock the edge.

"Grandma, these cloths are only used to keep out the dust, so you need to bother to lock the edges." Mo Ziyun saw that her milk was about to lock the edge and stopped it, and she didn't stop it if it was one or two pieces. But there are too many sewings, and it will be too much work to go down this stitch.

"What's going on, if you don't lock it here, it will start to break down from this side in the future."

"Grandma, we use less, even if it's bad, it's a matter of many years later, if grandma wants to sew, it's better for us to sew the sheets and quilt covers first."

"Okay! Then get out of the bed first."

The same is cut first, and then sewn, with the experience of doing it at home, Song Nanzhi was very fast when sewing bed sheets and quilt covers, and sewed a set in less than an hour.