There are bandits next to the farmhouse

Chapter 259 Avoid Her

"Okay, don't worry about this, anyway, you don't associate with those people. Bring the knife, and I'll chop wood for you."

Xianyu gave him the hatchet in a daze.

Mo Xiaolin chopped wood much faster than Xianyu.

Before long, there was a pile of neatly chopped firewood.

Xianyu got up and was about to move the firewood into the kitchen, but was stopped by Mo Xiaolin.

"Little fish, I'll just do this kind of rough work from now on." He grabbed her hand and stroked her rough hand with his fingertips.

His pupils shrank, feeling uncontrollably sad.

How much work did you do to torture your hands like this?

"Look at you, these hands are rougher than mine. Don't do rough work in the future, and you can always raise Xiaobai tender again."

For these rough hands, Xianyu did not dislike them, nor did she feel sorry for not having Xiaobainen.

On the contrary, I feel that it is very convenient to do things.

She slightly twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "I'm just a village girl, what do you want Xiaobainen to do? Do you want to suffer special punishment?"

Indeed, without the protection of calluses on one hand, it is estimated that cutting the grass can cut off the hand.

There are no such hands in the village.

Xianyu pulled out her hand, bent down and picked up the firewood on the ground, and carried it straight to the kitchen.

Mo Xiaolin stood on the spot with a look of helplessness on his face.

So stubborn, she insisted on doing it if she was not allowed to do it.

He destroys things he doesn't like. There are two types of people who don't like them, one can be killed.

The other kind can't be killed, and those who can't be killed will be beaten.

But facing Xianyu, he felt a little helpless.

It's not good to curse, this is my own person.

It seems that he should learn to use the third way to get along with her.

Looking at the slender figure, he hurriedly picked up the remaining firewood on the ground, and followed her into the kitchen.

The corner where the firewood was placed was empty, except for the little bit she brought in just now.

Mo Xiaolin frowned and said, "Why is the firewood so empty?"

No wonder it's late at night, and she still has to chop wood.

Xianyu sighed softly: "Yesterday, I used up all the food I had stockpiled for the banquet, and I also used up all the food I stockpiled. I have to go buy food tomorrow."

Mo Xiaolin's frown became deeper and deeper, and he seemed to be beginning to realize what life here is like.

Life... is daily necessities?
She lives alone outside the village, and she has to do everything the family needs to do by herself.

So she has to go up the mountain to cut firewood, and go down the river to do laundry.

He remembered that the vegetable field he saw during the day was also planted by her.

She also had to go to the river to water the fields.

"You are really capable." Mo Xiaolin sighed, "Little fish, have you worked hard?"

Xianyu shook her head and said, "It's a blessing to be qualified to work hard!"

At that time, he did not understand what this sentence meant.

For Xianyu, it is indeed a blessing to be qualified to work hard.

Those who lie in bed don't have to work, but no one wants to lie in bed all day waiting to die.

It's getting late, you should wash up and go to bed.

Standing in front of Xianyu's door, Mo Xiaolin hesitated what to tell her.

Mo Linyuan left a letter for himself, although what he left was very embarrassing, and he was not willing to listen to it.

But...if he really doesn't care what he thinks, he doesn't seem to be able to do it.

After all, this body is not his alone.

"Xiaoyu, how about...you go to bed first, I'll go downstairs!"

Mo Xiaolin is used to going his own way, once he pretends to be something, he can tell at a glance.

Xianyu had already noticed that he was a little awkward, but he didn't know why, so he didn't point it out.

(End of this chapter)