General, cut off your sleeves!

This is what the villagers of Dahe Village saw in the evening. An old man sighed: "What a sinner, such a righteous kid has the heart to make him suffer so much."

Unaware that he had become a child who was said to have been tragically abandoned, Mo Wanqing's eyes widened when he saw this small village.

"I'm not mistaken, what an ancient tribe... Are they ancient humans?"

No one answered his question, because the moment Mo Wanqing appeared here, he attracted a group of women who were full of maternal love, and they surrounded him and asked him many things.Faced with so many enthusiastic ancient humans, Mo Wanqing blushed for the first time, and he didn't know whether he was excited or shy.

The women felt even more distressed when they saw him blushing silently: "Son, tell us where your home is, and we will definitely help you find it. Poor baby, what kind of cruel father and mother treat you like this. "

I have been very interested in ancient culture since I was a child. It is not difficult to understand what they say, but I can't answer them after understanding them. Speaking of home, how could his family go back easily in another time and space.So what he can answer is very limited: "I, my home is far away. And I am an orphan with no relatives."

The women sighed again: "It's okay, it's okay, you will live in our house from now on, and you won't have more food in the village."

Their pure care made Mo Wanqing, who was used to roughness, extremely ashamed, but it just interpreted the image of a "poor" young man, and made him even more lovable.

Mo Wanqing stayed at Wang Hui's family that night. There were only dozens of people in the village, and there were not many female relatives, only a dozen or so, so women received special preferential treatment here.For example, in Wang Hui's mother's family, although Hui Niang married Wang Dazhu, she controlled the family's money, big and small. Wang Dazhu held his wife like other men in the village, and the money he earned was first used by the wife.

Even the money is in the hands of the wife, let alone other things.Therefore, Huiniang has the final say in Wang Dazhu's family, which is also an unwritten rule in the village.Fortunately, Hui Niang's personality is quite gentle, not like a tigress.She specially vacated a small room for Mo Wanqing, and overnight changed the new clothes that Wang Dazhu hadn't worn to size, and the next morning a brand new set of clothes was placed by his bedside.

In the morning, I drank the porridge served by Wang Huiniang herself, paired with side dishes pickled by the farmhouse, it was very refreshing.Mo Wanqing, who was used to drinking nutrient solution, was so excited to suddenly eat delicious food, he couldn't hold it back for a while and ate five bowls of millet porridge before giving up.Hui Niang's sympathy for him deepened: "Eat slowly, don't worry there is too much in the pot, if there is not enough, I will cook."

With porridge in his mouth, Mo Wanqing exhaled hotly, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth indistinctly: "I'm not in a hurry, huh." After eating the meal like a war, his stomach was full When the ground was round, Mo Wanqing put down the bowl contentedly, let out a long sigh of relief, spread it out on the chair and did not move.

While cleaning the dishes, Hui Niang saw his pain from being stretched, and called her husband softly, "Dazhu Dazhu, take him out to digest food, don't let him lie still." Wang Dazhu is a black and strong man with a personality A little silent, he didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end, but he was very obedient to the lady's words.Immediately pulled Mo Wanqing: "Huiniang said you need to digest." After explaining this sentence, he held his hand and walked out of the fenced courtyard.

When he got out of the yard, he bumped into one of the group of women yesterday, this woman Mo Wanqing couldn't name was still so enthusiastic.She caringly asked how he was living last night, and joked with Wang Dazhu that if she was not used to living in Hui Niang's house, she could go to her house.A person as dull as Wang Dazhu actually said: "Xiaoqing is best living in our house, Hui Niang treats him very well." His serious expression amused a group of people.

Wang Dazhu didn't care about the woman's teasing, he strictly abided by the tasks assigned by his wife, and took Mo Wanqing for a walk.After walking around the village, Mo Wanqing pointed to a small hill not far away and asked, "Is this where you usually hunt?"

Wang Dazhu looked at him in astonishment, "Xiaoqing, how do you know?"

Mo Wanqing pointed to the people who went up the mountain not far away with bows and arrows on their backs, and there were vaguely a few familiar people inside.Wang Dazhu finally understood, touched the back of his head and said, "Xiaoqing, you are so smart." Mo Wanqing, who is so stupid, couldn't bear to tell him too complicated things, so he could only pick up the important ones and say, "I think I'll go hunting with you in a few days." He has no other skills, but he still has fighting power, and hunting is a piece of cake.

The people in the village sympathized with him and took him in, but it didn't mean he should take it for granted. Seeing that their main ingredients were vegetables from the field, he knew that it seemed a good way to repay them with some wild game.

In fact, Wang Dazhu should also go hunting these days, because Hui Niang is pregnant and needs wild game to replenish her body.But because of Mo Wanqing, he hasn't been there for two days.But he rejected Mo Wanqing's point without even thinking about it, "No, no, no, definitely not."

"why?"