Shili Street, a big place, really can't turn over any flavor in life.

Every morning when Mo Xiaohe got up, he went to his sister's bedroom and received all the money from yesterday's business into his pocket, and then kept it properly.

Don't say it, because the left neighbor is the famous Uncle Ying, the right neighbor is the crowded Zhang Ji grocery store, and there is a big road in front of the door, plus her sister's skills in stabbing the phoenix and writing couplets are indeed very good.

Therefore, Mo Xiaohe's family's harvest in one day is really a lot. I think that in the entire Shili Street, except for Zhang Ji's grocery store, no one can compare to Mo Xiaohe's family.

But I don't know if children are naturally possessive enough, or who Mo Xiaohe secretly learned from...... This little devil picks the door very much, and the thief will be careful in his calculations.

Every morning, he carried a pile of silver from the sale of couplets and embroidery to his bedroom, and then pouted his ass and went under his bed, hiding it all in the big pit he had dug, leaving only a little for living expenses. is the salt for stir-frying, and he also puts it one by one.

After burying the money, he moved the couplet written by his sister and the stabbed phoenix to the door and sold it.

Then he started to go to the street to buy groceries, buy materials for my sister's embroidery and writing couplets at night...... That's good, his sister doesn't even need to get out of the bedroom door now, except for taking a shower and going to the toilet to eat.

The children of poor families are in charge of the house early, and the children of no one have to be in charge of the house.

Every morning on the road leading from Shili Street to Shili Town...... People will see a little Mo Xiaohe who is so thin that he is only skinny and bones, carrying a big bag of things, bending over and panting, moving one step at a time, and making a bitter face like milk.

After arranging the housework at home, Mo Xiaohe would run to her sister's bedroom when she was idle, and she would embroider and write a word like her sister, although her sister was stupid, but strangely she was willing to teach.

Or Mo Xiaohe will talk to Uncle Ying when he is idle, listen to the stories of the military in the early years, Uncle Ying, who doesn't care about people, always talks about it, and Mo Xiaohe is full of enthusiasm.

Of course, more often, Mo Xiaohe will still mix with Zhang Ze, the son of Aunt Chen next door, because the two families are close, and Chen Danian is also enthusiastic about Mo Xiaohe, so the little fat man Zhang treats Mo Xiaohe with an inexplicable kindness.

Life is not a storybook after all, it is real and boring in itself, except for repeating the daily dull eating, drinking, sleeping and playing, there is really nothing to say.

And Shili Street, a big place, is even more boring. People who work hard are just facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and those who will enjoy a little life are facing the loess and the sky in the morning, Zhang Ji grocery store in the afternoon, and daughter-in-law, children and quilts in the evening.

Although there will still be fights, killings, and noisy things, but after all, it is simple and nothing serious.

The days came by in a daze, and in this way, Mo Xiaohe slowly grew older, not only went to Uncle Ying to tell stories, but began to pester Uncle Ying to teach him some fists, kicks and swords...... Of course, Uncle Ying is also willing to teach.

Uncle Ying is not only willing to teach Mo Xiaohe fists, feet and swords, but also teaches Mo Xiaohe to shoot arrows, and by the way, teach Mo Xiaohe how to get the prey that those arrows shoot down, and finally eat with Mo Xiaohe.

Zhang Ze grew up and became fatter and fatter, and Zhang Hu, who came back from the yamen, also began to teach him how to cut people with a knife, and of course Mo Xiaohe also learned together.

No matter how the days go, Mo Xiaohe grew up to fourteen years old like this.

Maybe it's because of his parents' good genes, Mo Xiaohe, who has grown up, has a very well-proportioned figure and a very handsome appearance...... It's just that maybe it's because the two hands learn that my sister embroiders a lot, and it's very slender.

The past ten years have been like a day, and for Mo Xiaoyan, it is really like a day.

Because she hasn't changed at all, every day in addition to eating, sleeping, bathing and going to the toilet, she closes the door and starts embroidery, and the embroidery is still a phoenix. And it's strange that she is still about sixteen years old, not old at all...... It's a shame that no one has seen her on Shili Street, otherwise I really think she's a monster.

Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, and he also began to want to explore his sister's tone, such as asking where the two of them were originally home, what their parents did and where they went, why their parents didn't want his sister and brother, and how did his sister and brother come to Shili Street......

Many wanted to ask, but Mo Xiaoyan would only embroider and shake her head at him, and no matter how many times she asked, she would only shake her head twice.

In this way, Mo Xiaohe finally understood that her sister was really a little stupid except that she was not old, her appearance was not long, and her brain was not long, maybe she really didn't know anything.

Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, which is the age to marry a daughter-in-law.

Many of the children of the same year as him in Shili Street have married men, women have also married, and the children of Lao Xia's younger brothers have also married daughters-in-law, and the children are all four or five years old.

Even Aunt Chen also offered Zhang Ze a daughter-in-law, but Zhang Ze refused to agree. Zhang Ze grew up like his father, very strong, although not taller than Mo Xiaohe, but his arms and thighs were as strong as Mo Xiaohe's.

That's how real the days are.

Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, and Uncle Ying and Aunt Ying are also old.

In the old days, if Uncle Ying, who had finished eating, had not taught Mo Xiaohe his fists, feet and swords, he would have appeared at the door of the house on time, sat down and shook his fan in his unchanged posture for thousands of years...... But it's rare to hear that sentence now.

Although Uncle Ying still sits at his door on time after eating, it has changed a lot.

The hair on the top of his head had almost fallen out and had become a Mediterranean, and the hair that had not fallen out had turned white into snow, and had become a sea in the snow.

He will not be naked and barefoot anymore, shoes and socks are a must every day. When the weather is good, wear long sleeves and trousers, and when the weather is cold, add a jacket, two pants, and then bring a mink military hat, revealing only the wrinkled face and the listless eyes.

And when Uncle Ying sat down, his sitting posture also changed, one leg was no longer up, his body was not deep, his head would not move in one direction, and even the fan in his hand was gone.

When others shouted him, Uncle Ying would no longer straighten his neck, staring at people and yelling at people, but reacted half a beat slowly, hearing people shouting him, his head slowly turned around, and his lowered eyebrows glanced at people sneeringly, and then turned back and ignored people anymore.

However, Aunt Ying's spirit is getting better and better, and she is getting fatter and fatter.

She still likes to scold people as much as before, and she likes to read those books more and more, laughing and crying when she looks at them, and the ridiculous thing is that she will find Mo Xiaohe to read with her if she has nothing to do.

Ten years have passed, and the people of the Ah Nan family still dare not appear in the Zhang Ji grocery store, because Aunt Ying will still scold.

Ten years have passed, and Ah Cai is fifteen years old.

When he grew up, Ah Choi was very similar to Ah Nan, with an egg face, small eyes, and thief eyebrows...... But as he got older, he didn't do what his grandfather did.

On the contrary, Ah Cai is very honest.

Ah Choi likes to keep his whole hair long, and he learns from those people in the county to dye it yellow, and then put an ear stud in his ear, because he has small eyes and a small nose, and people always tease him why he doesn't make an oiran...... At this time, Ah Cai just squinted his eyes, twisted his waist like a girl, covered his mouth with his hands and smiled charmingly, very peugeot.

Ah Cai came to Zhang Ji grocery store, and the ancestor of Ying Da Niang greeted his ancestor for eighteen generations, and he still smiled.

Because of his good temper, Ah Cai and Mo Xiaohe and Zhang Ze can also get along, and Ah Cai has long forgotten everything about what happened ten years ago.

Ah Cai often said that he had more than a dozen godfathers outside, and as long as he wanted, he could ask these godfathers to give him some money to spend;

Ah Cai also said that he has been rolling outside for so many years, and he has even been out of Ximen County and knows many people...... But no one takes it seriously, Ah Cai has indeed been walking around a lot outside over the years, but no one knows whether what he says is true or not.

Ten years have passed, Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, understands a lot of things, and begins to think of finding a way to make a living...... After all, when the man is old, he finds a serious way to make a living, then builds a house, and finally prepares a bride price to marry a daughter-in-law, which has remained unchanged for 800 years.

Life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distant fields...... The people of Shili Street have seen a lot of fields, but they don't know what poetry is, they don't know what distance is, they don't know what they are, and they know a lot of shit.

Not to mention that life should be colorful, heart should be full, and life should be upward.

The people of Shili Street don't know either, they will only get up, eat, drink tea, chat, bathe, and sleep...... There is not so much, they work with their hands, they don't think about anything when they are full, they don't feel that they lack anything, and whoever annoys them will copy the guy and go out to do it.

If you can't win, you cry when you can't win, and when you are tired of crying, you go to sleep.

Simple and rude, but also happy, I don't know what messy loneliness, emptiness, loneliness and coldness, and there are no such things in my heart.

Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, and he is also simple to eliminate violence, which is no different from the people of Shili Street.

Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, and there are many differences in Shili Street.

Mo Xiaohe is fourteen years old, and the old shrimp in prison has returned.