The origin of the super seminary

Chapter 77

"bump!"

"Boom!"

A pothole appeared outside Meng Pozhuang, and Du Moyan's scruffy figure at the bottom was struggling to crawl
"What's the use of being so strong for a woman!" Du Moyan muttered as he crawled
"The fake monk said that if you don't come to dinner, we will eat it all!" Sanqi stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted downwards.
"Tell your mother, it's too deep this time, and it's too difficult to climb. Next time, use less strength." Du Moyan said loudly

"Boom!"

Sanqi lifted her skirt and ran into the house
"Auntie, the fake monk said that Auntie used too much strength to climb up this time, so ask Auntie to use less strength next time!"

"There's so much nonsense, tell him to come up quickly! Today's dead soul will come soon, if he doesn't come up to deduct his expenses..." Meng Qi sternly said
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Don't deduct my expenses at all times. I only order food every day. The room is decorated with the materials I found myself. If I deduct it, I will be free!" Du Moyan patted the dirt on his clothes and walked towards the dining table by himself. .

"Snapped!"

"It's too dirty, go wash it and come back!"

Meng Qi disgusted Du Moyan again
"...I can bear it..." Du Moyan gritted his teeth
"Auntie..."

"Don't worry about eating, eat with peace of mind, just the one who eats free food, idles around all day and talks about working but actually does nothing, eats our mother's and lives with our mother's! It's really hateful! If it wasn't for my mother, I couldn't catch him." Hold him, he must be skinned and cramped and put in the frying pan!" Meng Qiyi's uncharacteristically gentle and suave expression showed a stern look on his face this time, and he was really mad at him to death
put down the stone bowl

"Sanqi, go put some beef soup in that small pot!"

"Yes, Ma'am!"

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mengpozhuang

After a busy day's work, Sanqi was taken by Du Moyan and secretly ran outside Meng Po's village to find a random place to sit while there was no wind and sand...

"Fake monk, why do you like to quarrel with A Niang so much? A Niang always skins and cramps you!" Sanqi looked at Du Moyan curiously
"Then, don't you think I'm living a good life now?" Du Moyan smiled

"That's true, A Niang said she couldn't take you down!" Sanqi nodded
"Take it... ahem, it sounds weird." Du Moyan almost choked on his own saliva
"Life is exciting and meaningful when it is noisy! If life only maintains one scene, then what's the point? Life is a lot of fun. Think about your smile before I came and after I came. Hasn't it changed a lot?" Du Moyan rubbed the top of Sanqi's head
"But A Niang..." Sanqi nodded. After the fake monk came, he often told himself some stories. He was indeed happier than before, but A Niang was more irritable than before. He used to tell stories before eating evil spirits. Some questions and some questions, now A Niang sees that Yang Juan's writing belongs to the category of evil spirits, so she directly chops up the pieces and throws them into the pot or eats them raw. She used to avoid some little ghosts and now she is not shy.

"hu~hu~"

Du Moyan took out a sculpture and handed it to Sanqi, "It's for you!"

"Wow! So beautiful!" Sanqi looked at the snow-white statue in his hand and said in surprise

"It's called a lion! It's a beast known as the king of beasts!" Du Moyan explained

"Is he so powerful?" Sanqi said happily
"Naturally!" Du Moyan nodded

"Then is he as good as A Niang? Can he beat A Niang?"

"...this...this..." Du Moyan looked at Sanqi's head speechlessly, what on earth was in it, how could he think that it came out as soon as he came out "There is no way to compare this, he is the king of beasts Wang, but he is only a mortal animal in the end, and your mother is an immortal and Meng Po! There is no way to compare the two."

"He can't beat A Niang?" Sanqi asked bluntly
"..."

"I can't beat it..." Du Moyan said speechlessly, "Forget it, give it back to me and I'll give you something else!"

"No, there's no reason to take back what you give away!" Sanqi hugged the snow-white lion sculpture tightly in her arms

"Okay! I won't accept it, I won't accept it!" Du Moyan reluctantly gave up
"You really won't accept it?" Sanqi looked at him incredulously

"I won't accept it, I swear to God!" Du Moyan pointed to the sky and said
"Fake monk, don't you have many more?" Sanqi looked at Du Moyan with twinkling eyes.
"No, eight hundred miles of Huangquan is full of yellow sand except Mengpozhuang. It's not easy for me to get such a little bit. How much more do you want?" I didn't want to come back just now, and you want to get something else from me ?no way!

"The fake monk's [-]-mile Huangquan is full of yellow sand, and even the wood needs to be borrowed from other places. Where did you get this sculpture?" Sanqi played with the lion sculpture in his hand, "And how does Sanqi feel about this thing? So familiar!"

"Uh...well, you must have felt wrong! It's the first time I gave you this thing, how could you be familiar with it? Impossible!" Du Moyan wiped his sweat secretly, thinking that there are still so many things in his dark space. The waste... thinking about the increasingly scarce dry firewood under Shonai's pot.It's going to be cold when it's over... But the soup pot is always watched by Sanqi...

"Sanqi!" Du Moyan squatted beside her and looked at her tenderly, "Can I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?" Sanqi looked at him with innocent big eyes

"It's nothing... just... After you go back, when your mother asks you to look at the pot, don't worry about the firewood at the bottom of the pot!" Du Moyan laughed
"Why?" Sanqi wondered, "If you don't care about the firewood at the bottom of the pot, if the flame goes out and you miss the time to drink soup, Auntie will be very angry, and Sanqi will be scolded!" Sanqi refused
"Good Sanqi! The flame will never be extinguished! How about you promise me not to tell your mother as long as the flame is not extinguished or if it is too weak?" Du Moyan coaxed Sanqi softly

"Then... alright!" Sanqi thought for a while and finally agreed
"Don't worry, your mother is still very soft-hearted and won't be angry with you. You see, I quarrel with your mother every day and now I am still fine. There is nothing missing in me, right?"

"That's true!" Sanqi admitted, "But Auntie says every day that she wants to skin you and cramps!"

"...cough cough...Your mother has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart." Du Moyan choked
"I know the knife. There is a knife specially used to cut ghosts in Meng Po Village, but what is the tofu heart?" Sanqi asked puzzled
"...It's too difficult for me..." The fake monk... Uh no... Du Moyan covered his face and explained to Sanqi one by one

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"It's getting dark, why haven't you come back yet?" Meng Qi looked anxiously into the distance, although Du Moyan's skills were not inferior to hers, but after all, Sanqi was going out for the first time, so how could a mother not be in a hurry?

"Damn it, why did you think of taking Sanqi out!" Meng Qi saw two black spots appearing in the distance before returning to the village.

"Ha ha…"

Du Moyan seemed to feel something

Warm smile

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(End of this chapter)