A cold gaze swept across her body, and Jiang Hua realized that she had been standing for a long time. Looking at the two of them, Mo Fan still looked lazy, and the man was also focused on mending clothes.
However, when her eyes fell on the man, Jiang Hua couldn't help shaking her body when she thought about the strength of the man. It's not an illusion, is it? That warning look just now
Jiang Hua immediately left the place of right and wrong in a hurry.
She won't be silenced when she sees the scene where the man is deflated, right
I heard that men in this world have a lot of self-esteem. After all, it is a world where men are superior to women.
In the same way, if you are a college student doing coolies and being seen by people you know, you must be extremely ashamed and annoyed.
"Dasha, the firewood at home is low, go and chop some."
Zhou Linxuan glanced at the pile of firewood in the corner, and resignedly picked up the axe.
"Dasha, the water in the tank is gone, you go to the stream to get some water."
Why not draw water from the well? Zhou Linxuan picked up the pole.
"Dasha, you go to the mountains to catch some rabbits and come back. There are too few rabbits in the house."
Zhou Linxuan went up the mountain to catch rabbits.
"Silly..."
In the past, Mo Fan never called him "Big Stupid" in front of outsiders, not even the Mo family, but now they call him cheerfully. No matter how dull Zhou Linxuan was, he knew that the other party was deliberately torturing him.
Zhou Linxuan was like a spinning top all day, non-stop, busier than Mo's father and Mo's mother. In the end, Mo's mother couldn't stand it anymore, and interceded, "Kangkang, you see that you have everything in the house, so let Dali rest for a while. I see that he is so busy all day long, and he is also tired."
Mo Fan glanced at him and asked, "Dasha, are you tired?"
Zhou Linxuan smiled foolishly, "Not tired, not tired."
Jiang Hua covered her face, she was ashamed to look at it.
"Mom, look at Dasha saying he's not tired."
"Hey, it's up to you to make troubles." Mother Mo sighed. One wishes to fight and the other wishes to endure, what can she say
At night, when Mo Fan took a bath, Zhou Linxuan brought hot water into the room.
After preparing the bath water, Zhou Linxuan was kicked out, and was not allowed to enter to add water until the water was cold.
"Why don't you go out?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and asked after Zhou Linxuan finished adding water and stood still beside the bucket.
Zhou Linxuan didn't intend to pretend anymore, and leaned close to Mo Fan's side, "I was wrong."
"What? Stop pretending?" Mo Fan turned his head and looked at the man with interest.
Zhou Linxuan was able to pretend for so many days under his own deliberate tossing, which surprised him a little.
"It's my fault, next time... no, there will be no next time." Zhou Linxuan raised his hand to hold Mo Fan's shoulder, and pressed his hot lips against his slender neck.
Mo Fan pushed away the man's approaching head, "Did I let you touch me?"
The man showed the usual aggrieved expression of a 'fool', "Brother Kangkang..."
Mo Fan felt a chill.
Mo Fan didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this when the other party lost his memory. Once the man regained his memory and made such a move, why did he feel so awkward
Seeing Mo Fan's discomfort, Zhou Linxuan chuckled and said, "Brother Kangkang, don't you like me to call you that?"
Mo Fan: ...
He admitted that he had some bad tastes, but that was only on the premise that the other party lost his memory.
The expression on Mo Fan's face changed, and he said coldly, "Tell me, what is your purpose for staying here?"
The man's aggrieved voice came, "What purpose can I have?"
"You remember everything, why don't you leave?"
Zhou Linxuan approached, held the boy's soft earlobe in his mouth, and said vaguely, "What do you think?"
Mo Fan's face gradually turned red, and he said angrily, "Let go."
Zhou Linxuan clasped the boy's struggling body, "No."
"Since you have recovered your memory, go back, our small temple cannot accommodate your big Buddha."
The man shook his head, "We made an agreement, you will always be with me, why would I leave?"
"That person is 'Big Fool', not you."
"Really?" the man said indifferently, "That's me. Don't you have any thoughts for me? If not, why did you tempt me to do those things?"
Mo Fan blushed, "I didn't lure, lure... you, anyway, you should leave quickly."
He couldn't say that word.
"Is it because of Erya? Your child bride? You want to marry her?" The man's voice suddenly turned cold.
"No matter what, I won't be with you."
"It's not up to you alone," Zhou Linxuan said with a sudden smile, "Baby~ You want to marry someone obediently, but they don't necessarily want to marry you."
"What do you mean?!" Mo Fan shouted.
"It means literally," Zhou Linxuan said leisurely, "The woman saw me a few days ago and asked me to take her away. Now, do you still want to marry her?"
Zhou Linxuan narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous aura coming from his body.
Mo Fan knew how to appease a man, and he let go of his shoulders in vain, "I never thought of marrying her."
Sure enough, Zhou Linxuan's coldness faded away, "Then who do you want to marry?"
"It won't be you after all."
"Oh," the man chuckled, "that's not what your body says."
Mo Fan's face turned red again, "Let go."
"Well, do you really want me to let go? Brother Kangkang, don't you like it?"
"Um... let go, let go..."
"What a duplicity child."
(Hahahahah~)
——I am the dividing line of purity——
I don't know how the two had an in-depth exchange that day. Anyway, when they left the room the next day, Mo Fan proposed to leave with Zhou Linxuan and asked the elders about their decision.
Mo Fan is very clear that leaving his hometown is mostly unacceptable, but in the plot, the flood destroyed Mojia Village, and the villagers were displaced, and they could not live in peace. So, it's just a matter of time.
If he wanted to leave, Mo's father and Mo's mother would not just stay in the village like this. As long as there are conditions, who doesn't want to live with their own parents and children. That's more than anything.
When Mo's father and Mo's mother learned of Zhou Linxuan's true identity, they were terrified for a while. They thought they were not bad to Zhou Linxuan, but that was on the premise that the other party was an ordinary person. Now that the identity of the other party is brought in, the previous behavior can be called "rebellious".
"Uncle and aunt, you are my saviors. I am grateful to you. How can I blame you?" Moreover, the place will become his father-in-law and mother-in-law in the future, and he will try to please them in turn.
"Don't dare, it's good that the prince doesn't blame us."
Before making the decision to leave, Zhou Linxuan only kept the hidden guard away, and notified him to come when he wanted to leave.
Do you want your subordinates to see your stupid appearance
Let people prepare two carriages, and a group of people set off to leave.
Seeing Mo's father and Mo's mother panicked, Zhou Linxuan knew that the other party would not be able to adapt for a while, so he was not in a hurry. He treated the two elderly people kindly and generously, and a group of attendants stared wide-eyed.
Their prince disappeared, why did he change his personality
Although Mo's father and Mo's mother are in good health, they are at that age after all. A thick mattress was laid in the carriage to minimize the discomfort of the old man who was exhausted.
It takes more than half a month's journey from the capital to take care of Mo's parents and Mo's mother, and the group walked for more than a month.
Mo's father and Mo's mother handed over the village chief's resignation letter, and Zhou Linxuan worked closely with it, and quickly approved it. Also in hand is the Mo family's leaving village documents.
After they left, the family's livestock and crops were left unattended, and Mo's parents simply distributed them to the villagers. The old yellow cow became the common property of the whole village, and everyone took turns to raise it.
After the Mo family left, the discussions in the village lingered for a long time.
Zhou Linxuan's group of uniformly dressed subordinates came to the front of Mo's house, and all the villagers thought that Mo's family had offended some powerful person.
After being gathered together to distribute food, they knew that the "fool" from the Mo family had regained his memory. He is a senior official in Beijing, and he wants to take the Mo family to enjoy the blessings.
Everyone was very moved.
Speaking of that big man, what impresses me the most is the handsome appearance of the other party. The villagers have different opinions on the decision to take in outsiders. Although the man is extremely strong, having an extra mouth in the family is also a burden.
Now knowing that the other party's identity is extraordinary, the villagers secretly hate, why wasn't he the one who picked up the other party? As long as you provide food for the other party for three years, not only will you work for your family for free for three years, but you will also be able to live in peace, and you will no longer have to do farm work.
Although the villagers are used to serving the crops, who would not want to enjoy the blessings
Mo Fan did not mention the flood disaster a few years later. Even if he has enough reasons, will others believe it? Moreover, he is not the Holy Mother, he is just a selfish ordinary person, as long as the people he cares about can live well, what does others have to do with him
Strictly speaking, if it weren't for the wishes of the original owner and the identity of the hero and heroine, in this world, there is only one person Mo Fan cares about.
Mo Fan and Zhou Linxuan were in a car, and the Mo family and Jiang Hua were in a car. They were escorted into Beijing by a group of people on horseback.
Zhou Linxuan deliberately lowered his posture. After a long time, Mo's father and Mo's mother were no longer as scared as they were at the beginning, and their attitude was much more natural, but they were still not as close as before.
Zhou Linxuan didn't care much about this. The sense of dignity is engraved into the bone marrow. If the other party really treats him like before, Zhou Linxuan will doubt the identities of these two people.
A group of people walked along the flat and spacious official road, stopped and stopped, and rested at the nearest post station at night, the journey was not very difficult.
"How do you plan to arrange my parents?"
"I have quite a few mansions in Beijing, and I will find a group of servants to take care of them, and come to Beijing as ordinary rich people."
"I thought you'd let them live in your mansion."
"If you wish," Zhou Linxuan kissed the other party's rosy lips hoarsely.
"No, that's fine."
When Mo Fan learned of Zhou Linxuan's identity, his attitude was as natural as if the two were still their former identities. Zhou Linxuan was naturally very happy about this. He doesn't want Mo Fan to fear or admire him. If he likes this person, he must first get an equal attitude from both sides.
Mo Fan's naturalness, Zhou Linxuan was not without surprise. Unlike Jiang Hua, Jiang Hua was let go because it was not important, while Mo Fan was let go because of trust.
When the young man left Mojia Village, it seemed that something repressed in him was released. He didn't show the curiosity and confusion he should have about the exquisite and expensive things he saw, as if he was already used to the rich life.
No matter what Mo Fan's identity is that he doesn't know, Zhou Linxuan is willing to believe that Mo Fan agrees with him, and if he doesn't say anything, the other party will not speak.
It is his greatest satisfaction that Mo Fan can agree to be with him.
The young man is so good-looking and has such an extraordinary temperament, he must pay close attention. Zhou Linxuan tightened his arms.
Mo Fan glanced at the man lightly, and didn't want to know what the other person had imagined. After all, that's what it is.
The author has something to say: When I was writing, the dividing line was very exciting. I don’t know why I didn’t feel it when I read it again. . . .