Spring is coming

Mo Jingchun was puzzled, lying on the bed tossing and turning. Lu Ying, who was sleeping, let out unconscious and impatient murmurs, and seemed to mutter something to her to stop making noise.

In the end, she still couldn't resist the surge of sleepiness, and the last thought in her mind was that maybe she really revealed it accidentally.

A good night's sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he was awakened by the sound of rustling snow in the courtyard. Mo Jingchun tried his best to open his eyes just a squint, and saw that Lu Ying had just woken up on the same bed. She didn't even put on any clothes and was only wearing underwear. Yi was lying on the window edge, with a peaceful look on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Because he just woke up, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Snowing."

Mo Jingchun turned to look out the window with her, not quite soberly. His eyes suddenly lit up - the small courtyard was completely covered with snow, and Mo Yuanlin was struggling to sweep away the snow in front of the door, trying to clear a path for Zhou to walk. .

The snow was already as deep as his calves. It must have snowed heavily all night yesterday.

Mo Jingchun's eyes also lit up: "When it snows, it's winter."

I think time flies so fast, it’s been almost a year since I woke up.

Just as Lu Ying was about to say something, she heard a shrill voice coming from the door: "Auntie, I'm here to post a message for you."

It's Yao.

Mrs. Yao was wearing new clothes, her face was red, and she was smiling: "My family will move into a new house tomorrow, so you guys have to come and help me!"

Mrs. Gao had known that she was moving to the town, so she quickly put down what she was doing and came out to congratulate her.

I heard that in order to facilitate Mo Qing's daily life, I bought a small courtyard with one entrance in the town. Although the location is not very good, it is not easy to have such courage.

"It didn't cost much, just 30 taels of silver." When Mo Yuanlin asked Yao how much money he spent to buy this house, Yao proudly raised the gold-plated earrings the size of fingernails under his ears.

Mo Yuanlin said with envy: "That's great, that's great! This kid Qing'er will definitely become a scholar in the future!"

It was originally a well-intentioned blessing, but Yao's face turned cold: "Cousin Yuan Lin, what you said is beyond your standards! What do you mean by a scholar? My young son will be a scholar in the future!"

"Ah? Who are you lifting? Master Xiucai also wants to lift someone else?"

He doesn't understand what it means to lift someone up, but he only knows that a scholar doesn't have to pay taxes or kneel to officials. There are many benefits, so why should he use his strength to lift others?
"Pfft." The two people hiding in the room and peeping couldn't help laughing.

Sometimes Mo Yuanlin's unintentional words could always irritate Yao.

Yao didn't even feel guilty when he spoke big words. It was a rare thing for a scholar from all over the country to come out. There had never been a scholar. His son was not even a boy. How could he have the dignity?

"Hey! It's not about lifting people, it's about lifting people!" Yao couldn't explain it to him and stamped his feet anxiously, "Oh! People like you can't understand."

"Look, Sister-in-law Jinyuan is telling me that she is confused." Mo Yuanlin scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled to lighten the mood.

"Master, come in quickly, I have a stomachache!"

Mrs. Zhou screamed in pain on the bed. Mo Yuanlin's expression changed and he immediately said: "Sister-in-law, I won't tell you anymore. My wife has a stomachache and is calling me!"

He rushed in without even having time to drop the broom.

Gao also went in.Yao and Mo He were left standing in the icy and snowy yard. Yao frowned: "How many months has it been? Why do I hear that Qinglin's wife always complains of stomachache?"

"Haha. It's been three months." Mo He, who was not familiar with her, echoed awkwardly.

She would have said goodbye now because she was knowledgeable, but Yao prefers to join in the fun, so she must be in the most lively place in the village.

At this time, she didn't stop for a moment, rolling her eyes, and said: "I'll go and have a look too! You said, after all this time, how can I make sense without looking at my younger siblings?"

She was most proud of watching the excitement, especially the excitement of the Zhou family.

They all entered Zhou's house. Mo Jingchun and Lu Ying looked at each other and said to each other: "Want me to accompany you?"

"." Mo Jingchun often felt that she was not like a younger sister, but rather his older sister. Why was he always being seen through by an eight-year-old child?
When the two arrived in full clothes, Ms. Zhou was lying on the bed and was being picked on by Mr. Yao. Her face turned pale with anger: "Oh my, sister-in-law, how could you eat such a clear soup with little water in the morning? I It’s a bad habit of yours. You can’t treat yourself badly if you treat anyone badly, especially since you are still pregnant. No wonder you have a stomachache after eating so much!”

Mrs. Zhou couldn't stand Yao's pretentious voice in the room, so she pretended to have a stomach ache and called Mo Yuanlin back to prepare for a lesson.

After being ridiculed by Mr. Yao, who overtly and covertly criticized her for being shabby and stingy, the pain in her lower body became a real pain.

In fact, what she drank was the thickest bowl of porridge, especially with two boiled eggs. No one else in the family was treated like this, but Yao said it was so unbearable.

Mrs. Gao looked at her and pulled at Mrs. Yao dissatisfiedly: "Okay, Jinyuan's wife, please stop working so hard. Aren't you busy enough at home?"

In her heart, she blames her for talking too much and annoying Mrs. Zhou. If it were a member of her own family, she would scold her directly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go." Yao had enough of his jokes and didn't stay any longer. He turned and smiled proudly at Mo Jingchun and Lu Ying who were standing at the door, "Brothers and sisters, don't forget to come tomorrow!"

Before leaving, I wanted to make Mrs. Zhou angry.

As soon as she left, the crowd dispersed, and only Zhou and Mo Yuanlin were left in the room. Zhou stopped pretending, and was so angry that she grabbed the corn pillow on the side and threw it hard on Mo Yuanlin: " What bitch?! She came to my place to show off her power, why didn’t you know how to kick her out? What kind of scholar or scholar? Damn! You’ll spend your whole life being a spoiler!"

Poor Zhou finally heard an idiom and used it, but he could only understand the wrong meaning.

She was tired, leaning on the back of the bed and panting: "Just wait, send Songye to school next year, he will definitely be smarter than Mo Qing."

Yao's show off today only strengthened Zhou's idea of ​​sending Mo Song to study.

Mo Yuanlin was embarrassed but carefully guessed his wife's face: "We don't have enough money."

"Silver? When the wheat is harvested next April, how much will be left to sell after paying taxes?" Ms. Zhou frowned and calculated carefully.

"Not good."

Things in the fields will have to wait until spring, and no one can say for sure.

"."

Ms. Zhou gritted her teeth. She was so overwhelmed by jealousy that she couldn't care less: "I'll borrow some from my mother when the time comes. You don't have to worry about it. I have my own way."

Naturally, it was Mo Jingchun's idea. She thought, wouldn't she be able to make money?
Unexpectedly, all these words were heard by Mrs. Gao who came back again and again, and she heard everything clearly including the movements in the room!
When Zhou threw the pillow at Mo Yuanlin, he didn't have any strength to hold it back. The solid pillow filled with corn made a bang bang when it hit the person. How could it look like a weak pregnant woman with abdominal pain?

Mrs. Gao also held two plump white-faced steamed buns in her hands. They were originally used by Mr. Yao to stimulate Ms. Zhou just now and to make up for her inner imbalance, but she didn't expect that she would hear this. (End of chapter)