Mu Daye continued to procrastinate until the next morning before he hesitating to tell Uncle Zhang about his intention to go out.

Uncle Zhang didn't say anything for a long time, and afterwards, he said, "Miyo, come here, I want to say a few words to you."

He took Mu Dai to the back of the bar, and there were two rows of chairs on the open space. Cao Yanhua was practicing circles not far away, still sweating profusely, but he seemed to have made progress compared to sweeping the floor a while ago.

Uncle Zhang ordered Mu Dai: "Sit, sit."

This attitude seemed too formal, and Kiyo was worried.

Uncle Zhang said: "You Uncle Zhang watched you grow up. Your words may not be good, but they are all for your own good. If you didn't love you from the bottom of your heart, you wouldn't have used these words to sting you."

"Miyo, you were adopted by Huo Zihong. Because the age difference is not that big, you call her aunt, not even a daughter."

Mu Dai's ears were buzzing, and she vaguely knew what Uncle Zhang was going to say.

"Even if it's your own, you will be kicked out if you don't like it or dislike it, not to mention that." Uncle Zhang sighed, "Look at this house, every brick or tiles, all belong to the boss's wife. In other words, it's someone else's. Although she said that it's yours for the time being, but what do you have if you turn your face off one day?"

Mu Dai nodded, looked up at the eaves of the house and said nothing: One day Huo Zihong really doesn't want her anymore, she is not qualified to leave the house as a whole. She has been carrying so much debt. For so many years, all the food, use, and wear are debts.

It’s not that she doesn’t have such awareness, but maybe Huo Zihong is so nice to her that she will always forget this.

"You are grown up and can work. I privately hope that you can do something as if you are doing it, have your own income, have money in your hands, and have a straight back. If you don't say anything else, just say 13,000 yuan. I don't like him as a careless person, but he is at least working to earn money."

Well, it's more than 13,000, even Cao Yanhua rushes to help the bar every day and pay a meager salary. Only she, when she is in a mood, orders the order, and when she feels unhappy, she leaves.

After moving to Lijiang, she forgot the restless restlessness she had inflicted on the leisurely and peaceful days.

Tears seemed to be coming out again, but she smiled and endured it back.

Uncle Zhang also stared at Mu Dayi.

No matter how simple and kind a person is, he has a little scheming. Doesn’t Kiyo have it? She has it too.

Uncle Zhang remembers that when Huo Zihong first wanted to adopt a child, she did not immediately agree with Mu Daye, but Mu Daye was very obedient, standing quietly beside him, holding his fingers in his mouth. Huo Zihong occasionally looked at her and she smiled.

Huo Zihong later said: "I'm so embarrassed that I laugh."

Finally, she was taken by her side. She was cautious and asked her to do whatever she wanted. She held a broom taller than herself to sweep the floor. Uncle Zhang moved a box and she insisted on helping with it. When she carried it, her face turned red. It was particularly obvious that she served the table and had a meal. Huo Zihong said which dish was delicious, and she stopped picking up the meat immediately, and she never took the initiative to pick up the meat.

Once, Uncle Zhang called her to the kitchen and served her the left ribs. She looked at the bowl and then Uncle Zhang uneasyly. Finally, she grinned and happily picked it up and ate it.

It turns out that I don’t like eating meat.

After getting a little familiar, Uncle Zhang secretly asked her why. She treated Uncle Zhang as her own person and secretly shared her little secret with him: "Auntie taught you to be diligent when you get to someone's family and don't eat a lot of meat. The meat is expensive. If someone thinks you can eat it, they will send you back."

Just a few short words made Uncle Zhang sad for a long time. Why did such a young child feel so humble? They were forced to do so. If they were born in a well-off family, would their parents be so cautious?

Sometimes when you think about it, people are not born equal. You have a lot less than others at the beginning, so you should be careful and laugh to earn.

Uncle Zhang said: "Do you still remember what you told me that your mother doesn't want you anymore, and I don't want you either. So I have to be very obedient. But Mu Daye, if you are too dependent on someone, there will always be a risk of being abandoned. You have to stand up straight, so one day the boss's wife doesn't want you anymore and drive you out, you won't stand in the heavy rain and cry, you will walk back to your house, and there will still be tiles covering your head."

"I can see that you are not interested in the bar, but how to build a foundation, you have to think about it carefully. This is a major event in life. Of course, you can still go to Guangxi if you want to go. I told you this because I am afraid that you will not be able to get rid of your sex drive, and it is not that you want to make you unhappy."

Long after Uncle Zhang left, Mu Day was still sitting in a row of chairs. Of course, the human body grew slowly, but the thoughts were not. At some moments, thoughts would always be highlighted by some intentional or unintentional glances at the scenes seen, like a lion's roar, and aroused from the inspiration.

Luo Ren is for recruiting Ting, and 13,000 is for going home. What about her? She is just for help? She is really a kind person. Mu Dai sighed: Indeed, from all aspects, she is not suitable for the past.

She hooked up at Cao Yanhua, and Cao Yanhua came over, sweating and cheeks, making him look fatter.

It is indeed Cao Pangpang who is better than her. At that time, he thought he wanted to learn martial arts and just talk, but he didn't expect that he would stick to it day by day.

Kiyo felt that he was going to look up to him.

"Cao Pangpang, if I want to make money, what do you think I'll do?"

Cao Yanhua thought she teased herself: "Young Master, are you teasing me? Do you still need to make money? If you have such a big bar, if you marry a rich man, you will flap your money and flap your wings and fly towards you?"

He said as he fluttered his arms, with iron plates tied to his arms, and the lifting was limited, and he fluttered like a clumsy fat goose.

Mu Dai used his expression to tell him that he was not a joke.

Cao Yanhua finally took her words seriously and thought: "My little master, I think the right person should be placed in the right position and do a job that can maximize his or her strengths. For example, I, with my current skills, I am actually suitable to be a thief..."

Kiyo glanced at him.

Cao Yanhua knew very well and changed the topic: "My little master, your kung fu is your label. You can open a training class to accept apprentices. I will be the eldest brother at that time..."

Thinking of the scene where the little junior sister who was as charming as a flower surrounded him and called his senior brother, Cao Yanhua felt aroused.

Do what you are good at?

Mu Dai thought about something.

***

It was said to be as soon as possible, but when Luo Ren finished his work, it was already afternoon.

He explained a lot to Mr. Zheng. Time is limited, so there is no time to install the conveyor belt, but infrared probes, reinforced doors and windows, etc. are still fine. The screen of the probe is in Mr. Zheng's room. Luo Ren taught him how to watch it and how to send the video to himself when necessary.

He gave him another phone number and told him that if Pinting's condition is wrong, he would call the doctor to come over and get the injection.

With so many things happening around, even if you don’t know the inside story, you will still be clear in your heart. Uncle Zheng felt very uncomfortable and finally said: “Luo Xiaodao, please.”

Please two words, it weighs a thousand pounds, but it is not a family. Zheng Bo represents Luo Wenmiao and Pinting. Please ask him.

Luo Ren said: "I do my best."

In the evening, he packed up and drove to the agreed place. Tinan and Kiyo were there, but only Tinan and Tinan were carrying their luggage bags.

Luo Ren's heart moved.

Sure enough, when he got on the bus, Mu Dai stood there without moving. Luo Ren knew that she couldn't say anything, and smiled and gave her a step: "I know Uncle Zhang will not allow it. You must be diligent these two days."

He was clamoring to go, but at the end of the day he had a good appointment. The monster Kiyo was embarrassed, as if to make up for it: "If anything, call me."

"Call me and ask me to come over and help you climb over the wall and open the door?"

Mu Dai couldn't laugh, and ordered 13,000: "Be honest on the way, don't do anything bad, don't lie again."

Ten thousand three sneered: "Did you take the wrong medicine? You've grown up all night, just like my mother..."

It seemed like I wanted to complain about her mother-in-law, but suddenly I stopped talking again.

Luo Ren glanced at him calmly, and before driving, he said to Mu Dai: "When you come back, I will bring you a pearl necklace."

Kiyo nodded, thought for a while and said, "Don't just bring it with you. If it's too expensive, I can't afford it."

The car was driving out for a long time, and Luo Ren was still thinking about her words. This seemed to be the first time that Mu Dai had, and was so serious about whether it was expensive or not.

In the rearview mirror, Ten Thousands of Thousands were almost lying horizontally and slanted, and asked him, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Luo Ren rarely smokes, but he keeps it all year round, and is prepared for others. He threw a cigarette and gave it to him 13,000 yuan, and seemed to ask him casually: "What's that good, why should I knock it off?"

Yi Wansan opened the window, lit the cigarette with a clatter, took a deep breath in the wind, and squirted out the smoke again: "Because when my father died, oh, I didn't tell you, right? When my father died, the old patriarch saw it, it was useless."

***

This was something he heard by accident when his mother was buried.

He suddenly lost his parents and was the funerals of the old patriarch and the others. In addition to worshiping the ancestors, the ancestral hall would only open during weddings, funerals and longevity. In just one month, he entered the ancestral hall twice.

It was a quiet night. On the full moon night, the villagers gathered in the yard of the ancestral hall. My mother's body was placed on the bamboo bed aside, covered with a piece of white cloth, and only a few strands of hair were exposed outside.

Everyone was talking in groups of three or five.

——"What a good boat, how come it overturns..."

——"No wonder women can't go into the sea, but the dragon below overturned the ship..."

Dragons and dragons, and ancestors have been talking about dragons for generations, just like someone who has really seen them.

Someone said, "For a few years, the beads will be less and less. Don't be able to produce beads in the village that are tired..."

Anyway, it’s not my own who dies, and two lives are not as good as a few beads.

Ten thousand San squatted beside the bamboo bed, his ears were filled with noises, and his mouth was twitching and chattering all looked abominable. He stood up like a nerve, covered his ears and walked into the sacrificial hall where the tablet was worshipped. The yellow curtain of the offering was hanging to the ground, and his curtain was lifted into it.

The eyes became much darker, and the world suddenly became much quieter.

But there were still buzzing voices floating in. I don’t know how long it took, and the sound of mixed footsteps came in, and then the sound of Gazhagazhamen. Whenever the old patriarch and his men discussed important matters, they would be like this: idle people were left outside the door, and those who could speak could enter the sacrificial hall. A small village was so strict.

He heard the old patriarch clear his throat: "Let's discuss what to do after Jiang Zhao. After all, he still has to eat and go to school. It's a lot of money. What I mean, the meals are just like this, and each one eats. The money is evenly distributed."

The few people next to him agreed, and he basically recognized the voice, strangely, except for the old patriarch, the others were not in charge.

After pausing, the old patriarch said, "Where are you, Jiang Liu, you are showing your opinion."

Oh, Jiang Liu, the famous old slaughter in the village.

Jiang Liu finally made a statement, not to sting: "I have no objection to paying money and effort. But I am not at ease in my heart. You said you killed someone, but you made his son change it all day long!"

The old patriarch shouted sternly: "Fart! He fell down by himself!"

Jiang Liu's voice suddenly lowered eight degrees when the old patriarch blew like this: "It's true that he fell down, but when he was sucking in the water, we all... saw it..."

Someone came out to smooth things out again: "Didn't you say that? At that time, you may not be able to save them. Let's talk about it..."

His voice suddenly lowered: "It's not in vain to sacrifice...we hold this sea..."

Ten thousand three of them had a blank mind.

It took him a long time to figure out what happened: his father fell into the water, had sudden cramps, and struggled. Even though the scene was chaotic, the old patriarch and several others saw it, but with the eyes of the exchange, the silent transaction was reached, or the hesitation caused by selfish planning, the matter could not be saved.

Two villages robbed the sea, and even if they fell into the water, they would definitely be pushed down by people from another village. If someone died, the neighboring village would have to take responsibility. The arrogance was greatly hit, and the sea was finally firmly held in the hands of Wuzhu Village.

The old patriarch was excited: "I may not be able to save him at that time, let's talk about it! It's not just a waste of death, but also a hero of our Wuzhu Village. We took good care of Jiang Zhao and let Lao Jiangtou close his eyes."

...

The conversation did not continue, because the door of the sacrificial hall was suddenly shot and there were unbearable excitement: "Class leader! The old clam is basking in the moon! There are more than ten consecutive areas on the beach!"

...

Legend has it that clams breed pearls under very deep water. Whenever the moon is full and in the sky, they open their shells to receive the moonlight, absorb the essence of the moonlight, and turn them into pearl-shaped souls.

Wuzhu Village calls this scene an old clam basking moon.

However, over the years, there have been fewer and fewer clams, and this situation has become more and more rare. It is rare for older people to see them, let alone "a few more than ten consecutive days."

The noisy footsteps running outwards, the originally noisy ancestral hall suddenly became as quiet as a dead city.

Ten thousand three came out from under the yellow curtain, walked into the yard of the ancestral hall with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The yard was empty. I don’t know who was running fast, so I pulled off the white cloth covered by my mother. My mother showed most of her face outside, and the corners of her mouth drooped, but the more she looked, she looked like a strange smile.
Chapter completed!