It's getting late, and the water is dazzling. Then I come into the room and call Xiao Mo'er.

Little Mo'er turned over and sat up: "is it daybreak so soon?"

The water looked at him silently: "no, it's dark."

"Then why did you ask me to get up?"

"You haven't eaten yet!"

"I'm not hungry. I'm not eating." Little Mo'er fell asleep again.

"At least eat some, and then sleep." Shuilinlang grabbed him out of bed again.

Reluctantly, little Mo'er got out of bed and sat in front of a small round table with Wisteria inlaid with marble. On the table, he made two daily dishes and a small bowl of rice.

Shuilinlang moved a Wisteria chair and sat beside him: "shall I feed you?"

"No, I can hold chopsticks in my hands." Little Mo'er grabs the chopsticks of mahogany inlaid with carved ivory and quickly picks up rice in his mouth.

Shuilinlang knew that he was angry in his heart. During the day, he suffered so much humiliation that she would not say a word for him, which made him lose his dignity as a young master. Naturally, his heart would not be happy.

But shuilinlang thought that only by making him suffer such humiliation, can he know how hard life is. Don't do to others what you don't want, and you won't humiliate others arbitrarily in the future.

She can't always follow him and stand out for him. He is a man. It's time for him to stand out for her.

Little Mo'er just ate and cried, "Ding Dong!"

Dingdong from the room on the left ran over and asked, "what's your order, young master?"

"Put away the dishes and chopsticks, and I'll wash my feet with a basin of water."

Ding Dong tidied up the dishes and chopsticks, brought in a basin of hot water, put it under the bed, and dropped some rose dew in the water. After testing the water temperature, he asked little Mo'er to sit on the edge of the bed and help him take off his shoes and socks and put his feet in.

Water ordered Ding Dong to go down: "let me come!"

Ding Dong goes down, water Lin Lang is about to squat down to wash his feet, small Mo Er shrinks his feet and rolls into the bed: "I'm done washing."

"Then you should dry your feet, too."

Little Mo'er grabbed the quilt and wiped his feet. He still lay down: "I'm going to sleep."

"Little ancestor, what do you want?"

"I didn't think about it."

"If you have Qi in your heart, just let it out. Don't be weird."

"I'm not angry. You think too much."

Shuilinlang is good at pouring. When she comes back, she sees that xiaomo'er has closed her eyes, but her back is facing her.

Shuilinlang's heart is full of bitterness. After all, he can't understand her kindness. The more he thinks about it, the more boring he feels. Why did he come here!

He climbed onto the bed and gently pushed little Mo'er: "if you don't want to be a man, you won't go to Xieqiao restaurant tomorrow!"

"No, I have to get paid!"

Shuilinlang almost thought that he had heard wrong. The young master of tangtangtang mountain villa would fight for a man's salary and said, "are you short of money?"

"I'm not short of money, but I don't have my own money. I'll buy you pancakes."

Shuilinlang was warm in her heart. With his words, even if she suffered more grievances, it was worth it. She gently hugged him from behind: "little Mo'er, you treat me very well."

"I just want to fulfill my promise to you, no other meaning."

"Let's sleep in the same bed at night!" he said

Small Mo Er broke away her: "don't, I don't have a quilt with you, I can sleep with a quilt myself."

Water Lin Lang Zheng a Zheng, no longer words, in the past, but he begged for nothing and her a blanket, now he took the initiative to ask, he did not appreciate. She wants him to learn not to rely on her, if one day he really does not rely on her, what is she in his mind?

For a family like him, there won't be too many things that he needs to rely on others. She will eventually become the one he doesn't need.

Worry about gain and loss, perhaps is a woman's innate nature, from ancient times, how many "regret to teach husband to find Marquis" sad. Once upon a time, the man who deeply hated himself didn't make progress, or he hated him in every way, or he was inspired by thousands of ways, until one day he found that he could no longer keep up with the pace of the man.

He walked too far, flew too high, can only see his back, silently looking at his back.

……

The business of Xieqiao restaurant is getting better and better. Mr. Shuoshu's eloquence can really attract a large number of customers. Those book friends don't have to say that they are ordinary diners, because they can listen to books for free. Compared with other restaurants, they have a little advantage, so they are willing to come to Xieqiao restaurant for consumption.Xiao Mo'er has more and more experience in this great career as a waiter. Although there are still many mistakes, there is no big trouble.

It's just that every time I go home, I'm always indifferent to the water.

Shuilinlang is wronged and unwilling to stay in Xieqiao restaurant. She takes swallow to inspect Yongchang pawnshop and xirenzhai.

At noon, there were few guests in Xieqiao restaurant. Xiao Mo'er was free, so he played dice with Dingdang and some guys. Xiao Mo'er didn't know Pai Jiu, only compared the number of points, and only bet one Wen. Xiao Mo'er was very lucky and won more than ten Wen in a row.

"Ding Dang, let's go and buy some pancakes?"

Su kuaibao said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, there's something delicious about the pancakes. Whatever you want to eat, just ask the kitchen to make it."

"I like pancakes."

Su kuaitao is a little speechless. The young master, who is a respectable man, even likes to eat pancakes. I think he's tired of eating delicacies. For a moment, he thinks pancakes are fresh.

Xiao Mo'er ran out with Ding Dang, went to the former Shaobing stall, bought two Shaobing, wrapped them up with paper carefully and put them in his arms.

Shaobing old man knows xiaomo'er, so he will never forget it if anyone has a look at it.

"You... You were the last guy?"

Little Mo'er was overjoyed: "old man, do you remember me?"

The old man of Shaobing thinks it's incredible. The last time Xiao Mo'er came here, he was all dressed up. Now he's wearing the clothes of a man. It's astonishing. The old man of Shaobing can't help but show up. Is it true that his family has been defeated so soon?

The old man felt pitiful and said, "brother, I'll give you another pancake. I won't charge you any money." He took bamboo tweezers to hold a pancake and handed it to Xiao Mo'er.

Little Mo'er was very happy: "old man, you are a good man."

Shaobing old man said with a smile: "brother is also a good man." Last time, shuilinlang bought two Shaobing and gave the old man a silver or two. The old man has been remembering it till now.

"Good, jingle, there's a reward!"

Dingdang immediately took out a few pieces of silver from the white cloth girdle hanging on his chest and handed them to the old man. The old man couldn't understand it more and more. If he was dressed in such rags, his family should have been defeated. But it was strange that he had a servant with him and was rewarded with money.

As a result, the old man's Three Outlooks were destroyed

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