Spring is coming

The village chief came out, and Zhou's family took advantage of the chaos and grabbed the money on the ground. Regardless of the furious Mo Yuanlin and Mo Song, who was being criticized together, they worked together to carry Brother Zhou away.

When Mrs. Zhou woke up, the silver scattered on the ground had long been picked up and disappeared. Looking around, where could her mother and sister-in-law be seen?

She was so anxious that she pushed Mo Yuanlin: "The money! The money was taken away by my mother and the others!"

"Ah? Hurry, catch up and get him back!" They took them all away at once. This was their family's last savings!

It's not like this to borrow money. At least I have to lay down an IOU or something, right?
The noise outside stopped for the time being, and Mo Song was let go for the time being. It should be said that Mo Qinglin's kicks and Mo Yuanlin's attacks were really cruel. The places where he was hit on the face and back were burning. He will probably have to do it tomorrow. It's swollen.

The last time he was in this embarrassing situation was when he was pushed into the mud by Mo Jingchun in front of Mo's house. This time it was Mo's house again!
He was full of indignation and depression, and he was still thinking that if Mo Qinglin didn't come to catch him, he would definitely win the last round.

Mo Song rubbed his injuries, feeling depressed and having nowhere to vent, so he kicked and threw stones on the roadside and returned home.

When Mo Jingchun woke up from a good sleep, it was already bright outside the window. He was used to getting up early to buy and prepare vegetables, but suddenly he fell asleep, which was a bit unfamiliar.

She stretched her body. Since it was already late, she might as well rest at noon today and open the door again in the evening.

She had breakfast and lunch with Mr. Gao, and then waited for a while with Mo Ying at the entrance of the village. If there happened to be someone in the village who was going to town, she could see if she could take the other person's car.

Coincidentally, they really waited for them, and even more coincidentally, the other party was the Fang family father and son, Fang Dawei and his father.

They were already semi-acquaintances, and Mo Jingchun greeted Fang Dawei openly. However, Mo Ying still remembered how embarrassed Li was when he came up to ask her questions.

"It's okay, Sister Ying." Along the way, Fang Dawei noticed her discomfort and comforted her in a low voice, racking his brains to find something to say, "My father is also worried about my brother's marriage with my two brothers."

The original intention was to comfort her and tell her that it was normal for Mr. Li to be anxious, but the words changed their taste for some reason, as if he was announcing that he was not engaged and just happened to be with Mo Ying.
Dawei's ears underneath were also secretly red.

"Here we are, girls. I'll put them down here for you. You guys can walk over there yourself?" Father Fang said cheerfully.

Getting out of the car at this time made it easier for Mo Ying to escape from this embarrassing situation.

Mo Ying quickly thanked her and her voice became more energetic as she left the car.He pulled Mo Jingchun and turned around and left.

"Hey, Sister Ying, where are you going!" Mo Jingchun was pulled by her and could only run along.

"What's wrong, don't you want to buy groceries?"

Mo Ying looked and saw that this was the direction to the West Market. That's right!
"Sister Ying, are you stupid?" I usually go there with a cart, why did I forget it today?
Seeing how she was in a hurry and still pretending to be calm, Mo Jingchun knew that Mr. Li must have been plotting against Fang Dawei at home.

She just wanted to laugh at this moment: "We can carry as much stuff as we can with our bare hands. Let's go back to the shop to pull the cart first."

"Oh oh. Good."

Mo Ying felt strange in her heart.

She came to see the other party Dawei purely as an enthusiastic big brother.It just happened that Mrs. Li had chosen a suitable son-in-law candidate among the young men of the same age in the same village. After dinner last time, she suddenly remembered that the Fang family was not bad.

There are hunters and landowners in the village. They are decent-looking people with honest and honest temperaments.

Although his brother Fang Dahe is lazier, that's the past.

I don't want to hunt. I am working long-term outside now, so I am not lazy.Li was just talking about it now and did not go to the matchmaker to inquire. Mo Ying just prayed that her thoughts would disappear quickly!
Mo Jingchun asked her what she was resisting?
"They are acquaintances! It would be embarrassing to sit together and talk about this if it doesn't work out."

Just like when Mo Yuan was mentioned before, she had the same reaction, with goosebumps all over her body and rejection written all over her face.

Even so, it’s even harder to imagine for a stranger, right?Mo Jingchun was curious: "Isn't it better to be an acquaintance, someone who knows everything about you? Do you want to marry a man you didn't even know before getting married?"

"I don't want to either!"

"Then what kind of person do you want to spend the rest of your life with?"

When Mo Ying heard this, she lowered her head shyly, and after a while she pouted again: "Why are you like this? I came here just because I don't want to hear my family tell me this!"

"Oh, it would be great if there was someone as perfect as Brother Bo among the young men of this age in the village!" She raised her head melancholy and sighed, "It would be fine if there was only a skin statue!"

"."Good guy!

"Sister Ying, I think you need to keep your eyes open. When you look at each other, don't just look at faces."

She reminded her so earnestly that even Mo Ying felt nagging, "Oh, who is whose cousin? Why do you look so nagging?"

"I'm not old enough, so of course I'm staring at you." She smiled.

"You're not ashamed either, huh!"

While I was mixing my mouth, I bought the dishes I would use tonight and returned to the shop.

When it opened in the evening, several well-dressed young girls came. They were chatting and laughing all the way. When they came to Mo Jingchun and Mo Jingchun, they were a little surprised to see that the other party was a girl younger than them, and they were a little surprised: "You are from this store." Shopkeeper?"

Mo Jingchun nodded naturally.

She had to ask this question every time a new guest came, and she was almost numb.

"Do you have a private room here?" the leading girl asked. She was wearing a light yellow jacket and a floral skirt. She had an oval face, a delicate appearance, and she spoke very politely.

"There are no private rooms, but there is a small cubicle on the second floor." When Mo Jingchun was decorating, he found that there was a place on the second floor behind the stairs that protruded a little, so he bought a second-hand screen from a pawn shop and used gauze to make a curtain. , just in case there are such discerning diners who want to eat in a quiet place.

Today is the first time to use it.

"Okay, let's sit there." The girl in the yellow dress spoke again, with a slight smile on her face. "Can you please lead the way? By the way, are there any magnolia pieces here today?"

Magnolia slices are a snack that Mo Jingchun made by drying winter bamboo shoot slices and adding honey and sugar.

"Yes, but there shouldn't be much left. I'll see how much is left in a moment. If it's not enough, I'll give it to you as an appetizer."

This is a way of eating in the southeast. Very few of the diners who come to her restaurant like this snack, and almost always leave some left over after trying it.

So Mo Jingchun only baked it once at the beginning.

When she said this, the round-faced girl in green next to the girl in yellow became obviously happy: "That's great! Finally, the trip was not in vain."