Chapter 110 Boring
"How to say it?"

Mu Zhuo got tangled up, frowned and sorted out for a long time before he said:
"You are a poor little one in the third room, and you don't like to see your mother or brother, but I am just the opposite.

My parents have loved me since I was a child, and my brothers have given way to me everywhere. I have lived for 24 years, but I can't find a single thing that doesn't go my way. "

Listen, is it human?
This guy really deserves a beating!
Mu Yao pursed his lips tightly with a dark face, and turned his head away not wanting to answer.

Mu Zhuo didn't care about this, and after a pause, he continued to reveal his heart in an unhurried manner, "Maybe people are cheap hoofs, and after living in comfort for too long, they just want to mess around."

"Seeing you desperately leaving Sanfang, I realized that I have never fought for one thing in my life."

"Every day is either eating or drinking, and what is great is working in the fields. It is boring and can't lift the energy, just like salted fish."

Mu Yao: ...

What should he say?
Don't be tired of running around, shouldn't this be the dream life of most people?

Sure enough, cheap!

"Don't think I'm joking," Mu Zhuo was really depressed, "You can't understand the feeling of being so boring that you can only wander around the village. You clearly realize that you have wasted your time, and you feel guilty."

Mu Yao felt that this cousin really owed it, "You can study to improve yourself, and you can also help your sister-in-law take care of the children. If you can't, you can still do odd jobs to make money. What can you do to pass the time?"

Like him, there is not enough time every day, and he can't wait to break himself into two people.

"Study sleepy, children are too noisy, odd jobs are hard..."

"Look," Mu Yao couldn't bear it anymore, "Actually, it has nothing to do with boredom, you just want to have fun!"

It doesn't sound like a big difference, but in fact there is a fundamental difference.

Mu Zhuo is a person whose life is too comfortable and his bones are itchy, and he wants to find something to seek excitement.

The uncle is getting more and more irritable, probably because he sensed this, and tried his best to suppress his son's eagerness to move.

"Maybe that's true," Mu Zhuo also thought deeply, "In my father's words, I don't know what to do, and I lack some severe beatings. He often used the story of running away from famine 30 years ago to educate me. It's really hard for people, you have to cherish the good days now, and then you don't feel it anymore.

To be honest, I want to taste what it feels like to be beaten. "

Mu Yao closed his eyes and kneaded his forehead, he shouldn't have given Mu Zhuo a chance to speak!
"Go ahead and think about it. I'll go and see what your father is thinking. Nan Zai is still waiting for me at home. I have to get things done quickly."

After speaking, leave quickly.

He really couldn't bear Mu Zhuo's strangeness, and was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would beat someone up.

Patriarch Mu came out after not staying in the house for long.

It's useless to think too much about it, there is no other choice at all.

When Mu Yao came in, he saw him sighing with his hands behind his back, "Uncle, can you decide how to do it?"

"I'm going to visit the third room first!"

"Oh," Mu Yao wasn't surprised, and sat down on the chair feeling a little tired, "Go, I'll wait for your good news."

This anti-client attitude almost caused Patriarch Mu to go berserk, "Be honest and don't go out, don't add fuel to the fire!"

After gritted his teeth and finished explaining this sentence, Patriarch Mu hurried to the third room.

At this time, Mu Zhizhi was about to go back to school, and was asking for money tactfully, "Grandfather, this time the master is very angry, and it is necessary to do something."

"How much do you need?"

"At least 20 taels. After all, the master has to ask for favors."

"No money," Mu Hai didn't want to be taken advantage of again, "You father and son ruined the coffins of me and your grandma, I ask your parents to go."

In the past, I used to subsidize the big house so much, so I had to save some money, right?

When he thought of the money he had worked so hard to earn being taken away by his grandson, the blood flowed backwards all over his body.

Hearing this, Mu Zhizhi's eyes were gloomy, he didn't believe that there was no money at home, he just didn't want to give it.

However, even if he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to refute after making a big mistake, "Well, I'll ask them later."

"Study hard in the school and don't cause trouble. Not only do you have no money at home, but your third uncle gave away half of the land," Mu Haiyu said earnestly, "If you don't pass the exam, you may not even be able to guarantee food and clothing."

"Grandson understands, thank you grandfather for teaching."

"A few days ago, Chen Lizheng's grandson came to play in the countryside. He accidentally fell into the river and was rescued by Fubao. The two families gradually got in touch. I originally planned to ask you to send Fubao to play for a few days and ask Mr. Xiucai for his homework. over this."

Mu Hai sighed for a long time, "I don't want to blame anything when I say this, but to tell you that one must always be cautious, otherwise you will never know what you have lost."

Mu Hai didn't care much about the Chen family, the granddaughter was lucky to lose the Chen family and the Li family and Wang family.

But this did not prevent him from using this matter to put pressure on his grandson.

"Grandfather, grandson must remember this lesson!"

Mu Zhizhi's voice was obscure.

While regretting the missed opportunity, he hated the person who knocked him out even more.

He secretly thought about what method to use to find people and get revenge.

However, before he had a clue, Mu was interrupted by someone who came.

After Patriarch Mu arrived in the third room, he directly said to Mu Hai, "Third brother, I give you two choices, either let Mu Zhizhi drop out of school immediately, or leave the first room."

Mu Hai was stunned, and when he realized it, he immediately flew into a rage, "Brother, even if you are the patriarch, you can't bully people like this. Whose family was kicked out of the village in the last three generations? Tablets! Why can't we tolerate us?"

Mu Hai had long thought of leaving Xixia Village.

This place is poor and poor, the news is blocked, and there is not even a better academy, so it is impossible to get on the stage.

However, it is definitely not this kind of dingy who is kicked out like a bereaved dog.

The picture he envisioned was that after his grandson passed the examination as a scholar, he would leave in style.

"Grandpa," Mu Zhizhi couldn't accept it, "I admit that I didn't act well this time, but I haven't reached the point of being expelled from the clan, right? The person who accidentally beat his wife more than ten years ago, didn't he just stay here?" In the village?"

"It's just that you don't behave well? Isn't it unfilial, unrighteous, and daring?" Patriarch Mu was very contemptuous, "I receive the influence of saints in the school all day long, but I am willing to degenerate and compare myself with the bad people in the village. Mu Zhizhi, you It's getting more and more promising!"

How did you have the face to say these words?

What about the etiquette, righteousness and shame of scholars?

Isn't he ashamed of what he did?

With a few words, all the things Mu Zhizhi tried to hide were uncovered.

Shocked and angry, he clenched his fingers desperately to prevent himself from completely losing his mind, "Grandpa, I'm not as miserable as you said."

I have heard all praises since I was a child, but I have received more scolding in the past two days than the sum of ten years.

If it weren't for the damned sneak attacker, he would definitely not be in such a mess.

I Mu Zhizhi swear, if I can find this person, I will crush him to ashes!
(End of this chapter)

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