"It's a nightmare."

Mo Lingfeng stretched out his arm and touched his damp sideburns: "Wait for me." ”

Wu Jin nodded: "Don't worry, I'm taking leave today." ”

Mo Lingfeng changed his clothes, pressed the gold collar in the placket, took Yin Nan, and walked out of the door with Wu Jin.

After going out, Wu Jin bought two hats, put them on, and walked all the way to the river, first walking by the river.

Mo Lingfeng saw such a big river for the first time, lifted the curtain, kept looking, and saw that the river could not be seen at a glance, and was illuminated by the sunlight that had just come out, and when the cold wind blew, it immediately flashed with golden dazzling patterns, and several boats rippled with the water, floating and sinking.

On both sides of the river are mountains, shrouded in mist.

As she walked, she watched, the sun fell on the lake, on the people, on the houses on both sides, and many people carried hoes out of the city, old and young, and even students.

"What are you doing here?"

"Dig up the eggs," Wu Jin said, "The locust plague in Shuozhou is far more serious than in Ningzhou, and even the officials go to worship the locust temple, and the eggs are more than a year old, and even the beans are eaten up. ”

Mo Lingfeng asked, "Is there enough food?" ”

"That's enough for now." Wu Jin told her about the establishment of the social warehouse.

Mo Yefeng said in a low voice: "Do you want to hire a few nursing homes for you?" ”

Wu Jin shook his head: "Running a social warehouse is also good for them, if you really press me, it's not good." ”

After that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a wine bar on the pier, on which was written the word "wine": "This house also sells noodles in the morning, the fish is fresh and clean, I have come here to eat once." ”

He led the two of them over, and there was a large pot at the door, in which the snow-white fish soup was steaming

Wu Jin said to the shopkeeper: "I want three bowls-"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Nan interrupted him: "Four bowls, I'll eat two bowls." ”

Wu Jin smiled: "Four bowls." ”

He went in and picked up a pair of tables and chairs, pulled out the chairs for Mo Lingfeng to sit down, Mo Lingfeng took off his hat, looked around, and said strangely: "How did you find this place?" ”

Wu Jin touched his nose in embarrassment: "At that time, I was chased to the dock by several old men and came in for refuge. ”

Mo Lingfeng heard that this chase was not easy to chase, and said with a smile: "Is it for you to be a matchmaker?" ”

Wu Jin hurriedly waved his hand: "It's not a matchmaker, it's hard to say." ”

The store sent a bowl of noodles, he hurriedly pushed it in front of Mo Lingfeng, wiped the chopsticks with a handkerchief and handed it to her: "Eat first, I'll tell you slowly after eating." ”

Although it was only a bowl of noodles, the taste was indeed fresh and sweet, and after eating four bowls of noodles for three people, Wu Jin paid, turned his head and said to Mo Lingfeng, who was wearing a hat: "I'll take you to the boat." ”

Mo Lingfeng nodded and walked out, and within ten or so steps of the three of them, three or four old women came over, all carrying baskets, waiting for the fresh fruits coming down from the boat, and then selling them after they were bought.

Seeing this, Wu Jin hurriedly lowered his head, took Mo Lingfeng sideways to the side, and said in a low voice: "It's ......"

Before he finished speaking, one of the old women had already seen Wu Jin, glanced at him, and suddenly came up: "Wu Tong's sentence? ”

Without waiting for Wu Jin to speak, she slapped her thigh: "Are you going to demolish our locust temple again?" ”

Wu Jin hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand: "No, it's just digging insect eggs-"

"You're not done yet! Digging up locust eggs is retribution! That's the son of the Locust God! ”

Wu Jin can talk eloquently and resourcefully to his colleagues, but he can't say a word of truth to these rural women - it's also in vain.

"You're in damnation! Only by believing in the locust god will the disaster leave! ”

An old woman rushed up, speaking righteously, and her fingers almost poked Wu Jin's face.

Yin Nan reached out to touch the sharp knife on his waist, but was held down by Mo Lingfeng.

Wu Jin couldn't argue, so he had to say: "Let's wait for the spring next year to see——"

"Wait for next year, when you Wu Tong sentence and leave, we will suffer! The locust god wants to take revenge! ”

Mo Lingfeng stood behind Wu Jin and stretched out his head: "The locust god you believe in has not blessed your crops for three years, and such an ineffective god should have been demolished a long time ago." ”

When several old women heard such a big rebellious remark, they immediately made a continuous "ouch" sound, and while praying for the locust god to forgive their sins, they smashed Wu Jin with a basket.

Wu Jin saw that the situation was not good, so he pulled Mo Lingfeng and ran, and the dock that was still in order suddenly jumped with chickens and dogs, and the old man's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he couldn't catch up with Wu Jin and the three of them, so he lifted the basket in his hand and smashed it over.

Yin Nan kicked the basket away and protected Mo Lingfeng, while Wu Jin held Mo Lingfeng tightly, escaping from the dock all the way to the sparsely populated street.

The old woman was left behind by them, and so was the shouting and scolding, leaving only the wind and light chasing after them.

The two of them clasped hands together, their clothes were flying, and they almost broke free from everything and ran to the ends of the earth in one go.

It wasn't until the houses on both sides of the street were getting smaller and smaller that Mo Lingfeng slowly stopped, let go of his hand, looked at Wu Jin breathlessly, and laughed "haha".

Wu Jin looked at her and couldn't help laughing, and the two of them leaned forward and backward when they laughed, and they both felt a sense of absurd happiness.

After laughing, Wu Jin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "It's not possible to go up to the dock, let's go home." ”

He said helplessly: "That day, because of the locust temple, I was blocked on the dock, and there were many people eating noodles in the morning, so I mixed in and ate a bowl of noodles." ”

Mo Lingfeng gasped and followed him: "No wonder these state officials don't dare to cure locusts, and they have no place to say anything if they are beaten." ”

"We called from the restaurant for lunch," Wu Jin looked at her sideways, "and the house is quiet." ”

He reached out and straightened the soap veil from her hat.

"Okay, eat some Shuozhou food."

At this time, the sun had completely come out, and there were two rows of big trees planted on the roads on both sides, and even the bark of the trees had been chewed clean by the locusts.

Wu Jin looked at her and thought, "General Mo, that's amazing!" ”

The three of them returned to the inner office of the Tongju Mansion, Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin talked and laughed, ate, and blew Xun, and the only two servants in the mansion were restless and gathered together to whisper.

When it was time for dinner, Mo Lingfeng took a bite of sweet and sour meatballs, ate most of the sweet and sour fish, half a plate of sweet and sour meat strips, and finally picked up the teapot, poured a cup of sugar water, drank it, turned his head to Wu Jin and said: "I still want to eat the sugar dry stove I ate yesterday, and I want to roast it freshly." ”

Wu Jin turned his head and wanted to call the old servant, but the old servant didn't know where to go, so he quickly got up and said, "I'll buy it." ”

He got up and went out, went to the foot shop next to the mansion and asked for five steaming sugar dry stoves, turned around and stepped out of the threshold, remembered Yin Nan's appetite again, and hurriedly went back and asked for five.

Putting the sugar oven bulging in the placket, he shivered and hurried home.

When he arrived outside the study, he stepped up the three stone steps and said with a smile: "The sugar dry stove is here!" ”

The room was quiet, no one answered, the food was on the table, but the person who ate was nowhere to be seen: "Leaf? ”

The voice of the old servant came from outside the door: "Wu Xianggong, those two girls rode away just now, and said let me come and talk to you." ”

Wu Jin's blood all over his body cooled, and he walked out of the door suddenly: "Gone?" ”

"Yes, with you."

Sanyang's taste is not comfortable, and everything looks like there is a ghost