The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

After Zhou Mo made up his mind, he bent down to tidy up the house. After all, his pockets were empty, so he had to make do with tidying up the house.

The bowls and mats can be washed, but the mud on them took three or four pots of water. The more Zhou Mo washed, the more irritable he became, but he had to be patient to wash.

Just when Zhou Mo's patience was about to run out, someone slammed into the muzzle of the gun again.

Zou Yu passed by here very "coincidentally". When he saw Zhou Mo, he snorted coldly, walked in arrogantly, and showed disdain, "Some men are cheap in their bones, and they look loyal. In the end, they just crawled obediently." In someone else's bed, why, other people's bed is more fragrant?"

The medicine that Zou Yu asked someone to buy was not low in properties, that is to say, if you don't understand it, you can't survive it if you suffer hard.

After Zhoumo ran away, she was anxious and angry, but she didn't dare to search for it. She made a mess of his house and waited for a long time before seeing Zhoumo come back.

This person came back as if nothing had happened, and Zou Yu knew that her medicine must be cheaper than others.

Zou Yu gritted his teeth, and said in a harsh tone, "The taste is really not picky, if you catch a man, you dare to go to it."

Zhou Mo was in a bad mood, so he lowered his eyebrows and put away the bowl and mat, in case they accidentally broke when they really fought, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

Zou Yu sneered when he saw that he was neither dead nor alive, "Why, throw it away after sleeping? That's right, I told you to look in the mirror."

Zhou Mo was not angry because of the sarcasm in his ears, he felt a little overwhelmed rather than angry.

You listen to this line.

He is a 1.8-meter-long man who is being pointed at by others, he talks about manly virtue, and Zhou Mo's goosebumps are a little out of control.

Zhou Mo rubbed his temples, and tried his best to establish himself psychologically. This is a social system where women are superior to men, and this person is not mentally ill, it's just because of the hierarchy she was subjected to.

Zou Yu looked at Zhou Mo's movements, his eyeballs rolled around, and picked up pieces, "Look at your dilapidated house, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate people."

"However, it's secondary to not being able to live with people. If your story gets out, can you stay in the village..."

Zhou Mo didn't answer, and after frowning for a short while, he could already understand the deep meaning of Zou Yu's words well, didn't he just hold the handle of his not being a man.

Unfortunately, the wishful thinking was wrong.

Zou Yu pretended to be "tsk" twice, and said, "I'm not the kind of person with a broken mouth. For the sake of being so pitiful, or you followed me, cooking, washing clothes and so on. Barely partnered to live."

In fact, Zou Yu didn't have much thought about Zhou Mo at all, but due to previous mistakes and the fact that he suffered a few times at Zhou Mo's place, now, Zou Yu can only wish to humiliate Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo: "..."

Look at him poor?This is obviously when he is stupid, right?Zhou Mo almost laughed angrily, but when he saw Zou Yu's contemptuous look, he immediately thought about it again.

... Heh, playing hooligans, demolishing houses, new and old grudges, just happened to avenge them together.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Zou Yu and flinched twice, "Really?"

Zhou Mo, a straight man of steel in the 21st century, probably never imagined that he would have a day of pretending to be weak before today, and he vomited himself half to death as soon as he said the words.

Fortunately, with his head down, Zou Yu couldn't see his expression clearly, so he thought that Zhou Mo was frightened by himself, and replied, "Really."

Zou Yu looked at Zhou Mo with an undisguised disgust, but it was just a broken shoe, not something she could throw away when she got tired of playing?

Zhou Mo followed Zou Yu back to the place he saw for the first time when he passed through. At that time, he wasted a lot of thought in order to escape, but he didn't expect to walk back so soon.

The thatch that Yan Qing had pushed down earlier was randomly pushed aside by Zou Yu, and scattered all over the yard, it was in a mess, and there was almost no place to step down.

Zhou Mo stared at the haystack thoughtfully.

Seeing this, Zou Yu couldn't hold back, and asked, "Who is the person with you during the day?"

Zhou Mo withdrew his gaze, raised his legs and walked in, with a calm demeanor, "I don't know."

Anyway, Yan Qing said that he is a loner, so it is not surprising that he does not know him.

Zou Yu couldn't help grinding his teeth, and didn't answer any more.

When Zhou Mo entered the house, Zou Yu immediately turned around and locked the door.

Zhou Mo could probably guess what Zou Yu was thinking about without looking at it, it was nothing more than doing things that he didn't finish during the day, plus humiliating himself.

Zhou Mo slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

When a passer-by mentioned that, Yan Qing remembered that the reason why he appeared at Zou Yu's house was because Mrs. Sun asked him to borrow a scythe from Zhou Fulang's house who lived in a road. Forget about everything.

He hurried to Zhou Fulang to borrow a sickle and rushed to the field.

The setting sun was shining, and people in twos and threes were walking home from the field carrying farm tools. When they saw Yan Qing, they stopped and said hello, "Son of the Yan family, why did you come here? It's getting dark."

"I was delayed on the road," Yan Qing tightened his clothes, "I'm going to the field first."

When Yan Qing came to the field, half of the laborers had already left. Recently, it was getting darker and earlier, and the temperature difference between day and night was gradually increasing.

Yan Qing waited until the people in the field were gone before gathering up his clothes, holding the sickle and going down to the ground.

Normally, he works in the crowd during the day. Although most of the farmers who come to farm are women, there are also many husbands who go to the fields with them. It is not conspicuous that Yan Qing is among them, but he came too late today. There were few people, and the rest were all strong women. Yan Qing dared not relax, so he had to wait for all the people to leave.

As for tomorrow's work, Yanqing never dared to think about it. His family's rice fields were all under his own control, and every moment of the autumn harvest season could not be delayed.The merchants who came to harvest the rice would come in a few days, and Yan Qing had to harvest all the grain in the field and dry it before he came, otherwise Mrs. Sun would have to beat and scold him for not being able to get the money.

Yan Qing was not very energetic, and because of long-term malnutrition, he was tired and sweated profusely after a short while, and the cold wind quickly dried the sweat. It was hot and cold, and Yan Qing started coughing again and again after a while.

When the fire suddenly lit up in the sky, and there were noisy and bustling people's voices in the distance, Yan Qing suddenly remembered Zhou Mo who had been forgotten by him, and hurriedly put down his trousers and ran out of the field.

Before taking two steps, Yan Qing could see the source of the fire, it was Zou Yu's house that he just passed by during the day.

Yan Qing vaguely realized something, dragged his exhausted body to rush to the source of the fire.

In twos and threes, a woman came slowly in front of Yan Qing with a wooden barrel, and when she saw Yan Qing blew a whistle at the hooligan, this posture did not look like a firefighter at all.

Yan Qing was afraid that something would happen to Zhou Mo, so he quickened his pace, and when he was about to cross the path, he stopped suddenly when he reached the door of Zou Yu's house.

Yan Qing stared at the fire with a pale face, the fear that was suppressed in his heart surged up because of the closer distance, some fragments flashed wildly in his mind, but he couldn't see clearly or remember.

Yan Qing was almost out of breath.

He leaned on his body, clutching the shirt on his chest tightly, and took a big breath.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and before Yan Qing could react, someone grabbed his wrist and led him to the corner.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, Zhoumo."

Yan Qing instinctively wanted to struggle, but was startled when she heard a familiar voice, and her fear dissipated a lot.

Yan Qing tilted his head to look, seeing that it was indeed Zhou Mo who came, he felt relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a pale face, "I thought you were being bullied by Widower Zou again."

The word "bully" made Zhou Mo subconsciously frown.

He let go of Yan Qing, stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly looked at the burning house not far away.

It seemed that Zou Yu had offended quite a few people. Someone discovered the fire when it first started. Although they all clamored for help with wooden basins, they actually put out the fire only to stop the fire from spreading.

Yan Qing also followed Zhou Mo's gaze to look at the fire in front of him, and his fear became restrainable after he stopped approaching.

He also hated Zou Yu in his heart, so he didn't have any sympathy for it.

It's just that the two of them looked on so coldly from the sidelines, it seemed that it was really not decent, Yan Qing coughed lightly and tried to beautify their behavior, "Look, this is the retribution for doing bad things."

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said calmly, "It's not retribution, I did it."

Yan Qing: "..."

It seems that there is no need to beautify it, but Yan Qing doesn't think Zhou Mo has done anything wrong, he is just a little surprised and doesn't know what to say.

Zhou Mo is so powerful.