Mozun is forced to farm

The little pig is stupid and silly, as if he doesn't know that he will be slaughtered for meat when he grows up and becomes fat.

Lin Zhu was in a good mood all the way, and walked ahead with another piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

There were two or three people ahead blocking the three-way intersection, and the leader, Poppi Hu Er, blew his whistle.

"You have developed, and you bought two new pigs?"

"Don't tell the brothers, let's eat meat and get some oil and water?"

The scoundrel next to him was giggling, and someone was making a gesture to take that flowery pig away.

If you want to say that the most bullied person in the village is this scholar.

These days, even the widow of the East Gate King is eloquent, and she can spray blood on people's heads with a kitchen knife.

The scholar lives alone on weekdays, and he dared not report to the officials if his money was robbed. Today, it can be regarded as a big advantage that he sent to his door.

Before the rascal made a move, Lin Zhu hurriedly picked up the pig at the front and stuffed it into Xie Xuechen's arms, hugged the other end tightly, and cursed bitterly.

"Go away! Don't mess with your grandpa!"

"Did you see him?" Lin Zhu didn't have the confidence to speak, so he took a step to show the big man behind him.

"This is a murderous general. Annoying him is not as good as you!"

Mozun really wanted to kill.

He looked annoying, and he had a bad temper before his voice was hoarse.

This kind of minions that buzz like mosquitoes used to be chopped up and fed to the mounts.

When he saw someone blocking the way, he already frowned, feeling displeased.

——until the scholar stuffed the stinking pig with its long snout into his arms.

Erbing licked his face quite familiarly.

Now he wanted to kill the scholar even more.

He, the majestic Young Master Wangshidu, was licked by a pig.

The man broke the pig's head with a slap, and with a hook of his finger, a sharp stone from the roadside flew into his palm, and he could cut his throat again.

He thought it over clearly, first kill these rogues who stand in the way, and then kill...

Lin Zhu also stuffed another suckling pig into his arms.

"Hold me first!"

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and strode forward, picked up the collar of the bully and spat at the bully's face.

"Grandpa Hu, surnamed Hu, told you that these two pigs will be the only thing that grandpa will own in his life, and he will have to raise them and sell them next year to take the exam in Beijing!"

He had never scolded anyone in his life, so when he really yelled, his shoulders shook, and he looked vicious on the surface, but he was already too scared.

"You dare to move my two pigs and delay my money to go to the imperial capital. I will throw a dung bucket on the door of your house in the middle of the night!"

Thinking that such a threat is not scary enough, he stared and said, "If you dare to kill me, I will turn into a ghost and scare your father to death! Your mother! Your third aunt!"

The rascal had never seen a scholar blow his hair, he slapped his face away, cursed twice, and led him away.

The followers at the back also looked at them strangely, and looked back at them all the way.

Leaving Mozun standing behind him silently, his handsome face was being arched back and forth by two pigs, and they kissed promiscuously.

Lin Zhu finally scared the scoundrels away, patted his chest with lingering fear, turned around and took the pig into his arms, smiled and kissed it twice and put it on the ground again.

The man wiped his face with his sleeve, and gestured with a stone to his throat expressionlessly.

Forget about it in this life.

The scholar didn't see it at all, and was walking forward happily, feeling that the future would be bright from today onwards.

The pigsty needs to be repaired now. When the silver ingots were melted yesterday, he drew the blueprints in advance. When he got home, he asked the mason for some red bricks.

The toilet room should be built on the high place of the pigsty, preferably with steps and handrails, and some bluestones have to be moved, and it is best to chop some bamboo and wood.

Yesterday, in order to boil water for the dumb to take a bath, there was not enough firewood at home.

Lin Zhu hadn't greeted him yet, he had just put the pig in the temporary pen, and when he turned around, he couldn't see the big dumb man anymore.

so good.The scholar couldn't help being moved.

For two people to live together as a partner, they just need a tacit understanding of helping each other.

At the same time, Mozun went up the mountain alone.

Maybe it's because I want to find a way out, or maybe I just can't wait any longer.

He used to have hibiscus to make beds, sweet-scented osmanthus to wrap around the tent, and calamus and white oranges to be elegantly placed in the corner of the house, which is refreshing even if it is not fragrant.

The robes have to be scented layer by layer with ambergris, and thousands of servants take care of them.

After being passionately kissed by two pigs, the idea of ​​living in the world becomes very slim.

Now I am really living.

Begging for porridge and rice in the countryside, Tianzun lost all face.

Xie Xuechen stepped into the clear pool one step at a time, and sank into it.

The water in the early spring was cold to the bone, not as cold as his heart at this moment.

A herring approached and sniffed recklessly, and was instantly cut off by the fallen leaves on the water surface, and turned upside down and floated up.

The smelly fish blood gurgled out, and the fish on the side immediately fled without a trace.

Mozun raised his head and sat up, no longer soaking in the dirty bloody water.

Wang Shidu was waiting for him.

Thousands of dead souls are waiting for him.

The man wiped his face, then picked up the leg-length headless herring and went home.

His whole body was wet, as if he had become a prisoner in self-exile, indescribably depressed and disturbed.

When going down the mountain, Lin Zhu was digging yellow mud at the gate of the courtyard.

"You're back?" The scholar didn't expect that his whole body was soaked, so he hurriedly fetched a towel to help wipe his hair, and he was pleasantly surprised belatedly.

"What a big fish, enough for us to eat for three days!"

"Why didn't you take the lead back, we can keep our heads for stewing tofu soup..."

As soon as Lin Zhu looked up, he saw Xuechen's cold face, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Did you fall into the pool while catching fish?"

Men don't start talking.

Lin Zhu lowered his head to help dry the water marks on his arms and wrists, and said softly, "You are so amazing."

"Honestly speaking, I know a few words, write some bad articles, but I don't know anything."

As soon as he spoke in a soft tone, his voice was fluffy and tickled.

"I can't kill chickens, I can't feed myself."

"But you are different."

"Look, even if you don't bring anything with you, you can catch such a big fish and bring back the gills, gallbladder, and stomach."

The young man raised his face and smiled timidly but also very gently.

"Brother, thank you for taking me to eat meat."

Xie Xuechen was praised for the first time in his [-] years, so he gave him a hard look and left.

The tips of the ears are a little red.

He went back to the bedroom to change clothes, and the scholar was humming and cooking fish.

Half braised in soy sauce, half stewed in soup tomorrow.

The onion, garlic and ginger slices are put into the pot, and the fragrance is so fragrant that it can lift the roof.

Mozun never wears other people's clothes. He has a well-proportioned and slender frame, and the scholar's clothes can be seen to be tight.

He just flicked it with his hand, and the drenched clothes returned to dryness and fit, and the place scratched by the bushes silently recovered little by little with the weaving of spiritual energy.

As soon as he was distracted, he remembered the past when he was a child.

Father never smiled.

That man had hundreds of children and dozens of wives and concubines.

Even when he was seven years old, when he showed his spiritual veins and spent several days all night repairing his father's thunder halberd, which was destroyed by a poisonous curse, the man just took it away and said nothing more.

However, the mother and concubine often advised him to beg him, smile more in front of his father, and live to grow up safely, not to become another baby spirit who died in vain under Wangshidu.

Later, Xie Xuechen laughed often, killed all the candidates for the crown prince, and stood in front of that person alone with a knife.

All he got was a sneer.

"It's really long."

His smile was reserved for after he succeeded to the throne, he laughed when he was happy, and he laughed when he was angry.

Subordinates often turn pale with fear and dare not look up.

Xie Xuechen didn't want to think about it anymore, just closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Since he came down to earth, this is the quietest moment for him, even though his voice is better, he doesn't make any sound.

He has no wish to say one more word to the world.

There was movement in the kitchen.

"elder brother!"

"Brother—come here and help me!!"

Lin Zhumao blew up again: "Fire!! Come and help me watch the stove fire!! Why is it so boring that it's almost over all of a sudden, and now there are only a few sparks left!"

"There are still two dishes that haven't been fried yet!"

The man squatted over and took a look, then reached out and poked the firewood.

The raging fire surged up like the fountain in an instant, but it didn't burn through the bottom of the pot and didn't look back.

Just now, the pot seemed to be dying of gas, but now it immediately returns to light, and the sauce is scrambling to bubble.

"OK OK!!"

Lin Zhu was moved to tears, and specially scooped up a spoonful of cooked shark's fin for him to taste.

"The soy sauce is delicious, take a sip."

Xie Xuechen bit his head sullenly. He was depressed and had no appetite at first, but he was hung up by the thick oily red sauce.

good to eat.

Mainly hungry.

I have been hungry since dawn until now, and I only ate one steamed bun from morning to noon.

Once this kind of hunger is over, it seems that it doesn't exist anymore, but if you eat a little more, even a little bit, you will immediately return it double.

I was so hungry that my stomach was hooked in and around, and I was so hungry that my throat was swallowing saliva.

He didn't even realize his eyes lit up from one mouthful.

It's like suddenly alive, able to eat and continue to live.

Lin Zhu couldn't help laughing, helped scoop up a large bowl of miscellaneous grain rice, and handed the whole bowl of braised fish in front of him.

"You are a hero, you can eat enough rice today."

Xie Xuechen has been hungry for eleven days, and now he can't care about other things, so he just finished the whole bowl of rice.

While he was eating, the scholar fried a small vegetable and served it with Yong Tau Foo.

When he came back from serving the dishes, he added another bowl to him.

"Slow down, there is still in the pot."

This was the first time in eleven days that Xie Xuechen was completely full.

Three bowls of rice, a whole pot of braised fish, and even the vegetable soup.

He never drank the little soup under the green vegetables.

For such a cheap dish, the soup is fresh, even with a little salt sprinkled on it, nothing else is added.

Incredibly delicious.

Portraits seem to be able to make the heart feel at ease once they are full.

He was full at last, and he ate enough meat, enough rice.

The brown rice is sweet when you bite into it, and the fish is soft and fat, and it is warm when you fall into your stomach.

The coldness of the forest in the early spring was completely dispelled, far from the bluntness bestowed by the spell.

The warmth radiates from the stomach to the limbs, which is the real joy after eating.

Lin Zhu eats slowly, always chewing for a long time.

He realized that Xuechen put down his chopsticks and let out a long sigh of relief, then he was in a good mood.

"I haven't seen you smile before."

"Now that I'm full, my brows and eyes are stretched out, very handsome."

Xie Xuechen glanced at him without dispute.

Lin Zhu stared carefully for a while.

"According to Aunt Huang, with your face, you will definitely be a landlord in the future."

"..."

The author says:

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