Moji, Mo Yelu and Mo Mengmeng discussed with each other, thinking that the Axe Gang would come again to cause trouble. It is not safe to stay in Wuxi Town now, so it would be better to leave early. It is not too late to come back after the gust of wind has passed.

But where to go? After thinking about it, Mo Yelu decided to go back to her parents' home to hide for a while. After all, her parents' home is not in this county, so the Axe Gang will not easily find it.

Moji had no good place to go, so he had to agree with her idea. He took the two of them into the car and exchanged his contact methods for the future. Moji carried a bag of rice and ran towards the direction of Eagle Ridge.

When Moji returned to the Taoist temple, the sunset had not yet set. The shepherd boy who was returning late was noisy and drove the cattle and walked on the stone road in the countryside with flower baskets filled with wild mushrooms.

The old Taoist was standing at the door waiting for Moji. After seeing the familiar figure from afar, he felt his heart hanging down. Once a person was not far from the loess burying his chest, he would feel a sense. He always felt that

There are still things that have not been done, so the elderly always talk too much.

This kind of perception may be innate, and it has the will of heaven in the dark.

The current situation is reversed from six years ago. The old Taoist is now very attached to Moji. As long as he doesn't see Moji for a while, he will wander around the mountains and shout Moji's name.

Moji carried a bag of rice and pulled the old Taoist into the Taoist temple.

Alas, this old guy is now like a child, following his butt around. Moji shook his head helplessly and started cooking rice. He planned to make a pheasant tonight to reward the old Taoist. Mo Yelu left

In a hurry, the pheasant naturally did not take it away.

Moji thought happily: I made a lot of money today. Xiao Moji had a good time and brought a bag of free rice. Thinking of the two women Yuqing's wife and Mo Yelu, Moji couldn't help but feel stunned.

, There are so many things worth remembering about in women.

He thought randomly until the pot smelled burning, and Moji woke up from his hallucination.

He stewed the pheasant on the table without distraction, and handed the rice to Lao Dao's hands. Seeing Lao Dao eating so relish, Moji felt that everything he had done was worth it.

But I will go to school tomorrow. What should I do if I leave like this?

The moonlight is like a simplicity, shining on the unobstructed Xihua Village under Eagle Ridge.

Quiet and quiet! This lovely remote mountain village has become an abandoned child of the times. For more than ten years, it has been aborted by itself. Few people have come to ask about it. It is still in the era of tung oil lighting. But because of this

Its ancient beauty and natural beauty are particularly charming, and it is naturally different from Wuxi Town under a mountain.

Xihua Village at the foot of the mountain is covered by the moonlight, hazy. The Fairy Lake is like a large round mirror, refracting and emitting the light of the moonlight around. On this quiet night, there is the illusion of being like a dream.

The villagers who had worked hard for a day drove the children to the bed early. After they fell asleep, the adults began to get busy in the bed, doing what they should do, and venting the remaining energy of the day on their panting snow-white bodies.

superior.

Moji came to the handsome Widow Tian’s house at this time.

After thinking about it, Widow Tian was the most suitable person in the village who could take care of the old Taoist's diet and daily life.

She has been separated for more than a year, and the child is over two years old. There is no elderly person on her to take care of. She is young and energetic, so there should be no problem taking care of the old Taoist. The key is that she is kind-hearted, gentle, and always has a smile on her face.

It seems that he usually says hello to the old Taoist and Moji when he goes up the mountain to pick mushrooms.

Several times Moji looked at her ass disappearing into the fog and stared in a daze.

Moji knew that he shouldn't go to this time. Many things were unclear when he was in the melon field and plum trees were inexplicably explained. But he was going to school tomorrow, so he had to bite the bullet and come to find Widow Tian.

Widow Tian’s house is a little bit lonely in the village. That’s because her husband had just repaired a layer of red brick cement structure before something happened to her husband, which is a very good house in the village.

Moji stopped not far from her doorstep, whistled, and Xiaobai came over with his tail shaking.

Xiaobai is a dog and often goes to the mountains with Widow Tian to pick mushrooms, so he is very familiar with Moji.

The widow in the room was lying on the bed with the lamp turned off and was breastfeeding the child.

When Xiaobai heard a whistle outside the house, he didn't shout. Then the footsteps came from far away. She wondered: Who, are you very familiar with Xiaobai? Or did Xiaobai go to find Xiaohua again? If it were before

Xiaobai had already screamed "woof" hard.

"Xiaobai!" Widow Tian couldn't help but feel tight and she called out softly. In this uninhabited night, Xiaobai was her only support.

Hearing the master's call, Xiaobai quickly ran away from Moji, drilled into the house through the dog hole, squatting beside her bed, humming "Yeah". Most rural houses have a narrow hole.

It is convenient for your own puppies and kittens to enter and exit freely at night, commonly known as "dog hole".

When he saw Xiaobai still faithfully performing his duties at the door, Widow Tian felt a little calmer.

The man outside the room walked to the window and said softly: "It's me, where is Moji, and Sister Xiuhua."

When Widow Tian heard that it was Moji, her tight heart suddenly felt relieved. With the moonlight outside the house, she hurriedly held the child and went to open the door.

When Moji came into the house, he saw that there was no light, so he looked for matches everywhere.

Seeing this, Widow Tian said embarrassedly: "Don't look for it, Moji. The matches just ran out tonight and hadn't had time to buy them."

"There is no stool in the house, just sit on the bed." Widow Tian seemed to have not treated him as an outsider.

With the faint moonlight, Moji looked around and saw that there were indeed no stools, chairs, etc., so he sat on the edge of the bed.

At this time, Widow Tian had already sat on the edge of the bed and was lifting up her short-sleeved pajamas to feed her child.

The whole room was filled with a strong smell of milk.

"Sister-in-law, I'm here tonight because I want you to do me a favor." Moji thought about how to speak.

Widow Tian smiled "hehe" and said, "This scholar is Swen Moji. If you have any place to use your sister-in-law, just speak."

Moji told Widow Tian about his worries one by one.

When she heard this, she thought to herself: Moji is quite filial, so she agreed to him.

Seeing that things were even more perfect than expected, Moji was in a great mood, so he started chatting with the widow Hotan from all over the world.

Widow Tian is also a high school person. She married Zheng Sanbao because her family was too poor. She likes to chat with educated people and talk about the mountains. The men in the village are rough and slutty, and the women are always inseparable from the women.
Chapter completed!