Mo Lingfeng was in Gaoping Village, pulling on the eaves of the wall and watching chickens being killed next door, feeling resentful and feeling lost.
She played the xun and the chicken crowed. One person and one chicken complemented each other, making Gaoping Village very lively. Unexpectedly, today's Dragon Boat Festival, before she could eat the rice dumplings, the chicken was gone.
Seeing the cook holding up the knife and dropping it, she let go of her hand with a slumped head, dropped it to the ground, walked back to the house, took out the xun and wanted to give it to the chicken.
Before the wind started blowing, Yin Nan came in with a bunch of cooked rice dumplings: "Girl, eat one while it's hot."
Mo Lingfeng put down the xun: "What are you holding?"
Yin Nan had already tasted it for her and was prepared to answer: "Dried persimmon."
As she spoke, she peeled off one and put it in a bowl, inserted two chopsticks into it, and asked Mo Lingfeng to hold up the chopsticks to eat. Then she peeled off another one, put it on the rice dumpling leaf, and ate it herself.
Mo Lingfeng finished eating the rice dumplings, and the suffocation in her heart dissipated. She moved a small bench and sat in the yard. Yin Nan was rubbing her clothes beside her. She held her chin up and looked at the sky, thinking wildly at a white cloud in the sky. She felt like a
A big rooster.
It was a hot day, and as soon as the sun came out, it was impossible to sit still in the yard, and the white cloud disappeared without a trace. Mo Ling's cheeks were red from the wind. He was carrying a stool to go back to the house, when he saw Yin Nan taking two wet clothes.
Make a huge noise, then string it up on bamboo poles and dry it in the sun.
The clothes were scrubbed very hard, but they were still dirty. They were fluttering in the wind with shame and shame, so they sighed and said, "I'll pay for someone to wash mine too."
Yin Nan shook his head: "No, mama said that your clothes must be washed by me myself."
Mo Lingfeng didn't want to face the unclean clothes in this yard, so he left his stool and planned to go out for a walk. As soon as he opened the door, before he even stepped out, he stepped back and looked at the defeated general in front of him - Zhong.
Jia Qing's grandson Zhong Tao.
Zhong Tao is fifteen this year. He puts one hand by his side, carrying a large bunch of rice dumplings, and hides the other hand behind his back. He first mutteres something in his mouth. After reciting it, he takes a deep breath and is about to knock on the door. Mo Ling
The wind suddenly opened the door, and the breath he had sucked in his chest immediately branched out and rushed down his ribs, and then he started coughing "bang bang bang".
His face turned red from coughing, and the hand hidden on his body could no longer be hidden. It shook out, holding a handful of hollyhocks in his hand. The arrow stems stood upright, and the flowers bloomed one after another, big and bright, under his cough.
He couldn't help shaking and poked Mo Lingfeng on the chest.
Mo Lingfeng took a step back again and looked at him directly: "You want to fight with me? I won't accompany you today."
"No, cough, no fighting," Zhong Tao finally regained his breath and hurriedly sent the hollyhocks to Mo Lingfeng, completely forgetting what he had said before, "Dragon Boat Festival, at my house.
I’ll bring you rice dumplings.”
"Zongzi?" Mo Lingfeng took a step back, "Isn't this a flower?"
Zhong Tao became more and more flustered, raised his hand and stuffed the rice dumplings on her body: "Yes, rice dumplings, flowers, flowers are from me."
"Oh," Mo Lingfeng turned around and shouted, "Yin Nan, take it!"
Yin Nan emerged from behind Mo Lingfeng, holding flowers and rice dumplings in his hands, and stood behind Mo Lingfeng.
Zhong Tao stood at the door and stammered: "I am fourteen this year and our family lives in Baijiaqiao, Kuanzhou Prefecture. Can I be a guest at your house during the next holiday? Meet Ambassador Mo Jiedu?"
Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "No."
Zhong Tao didn't expect her to refuse so simply. He was stunned on the spot. He thought that Mo Lingfeng was young and might not understand what he meant, so he cleared his throat and said more straightforwardly: "I didn't order it."
Dear, I think you are fine, what do you think of me?"
Mo Lingfeng's face hurt from the sun. He stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek and replied seriously: "I think you are average."
"Ah?" Zhong Tao immediately succumbed, hanging his head in frustration, and a little unconvinced, "I, I feel okay, why, why is it just average?"
Mo Lingfeng compared him with Wu Jin. At first, he only thought that his cultivation was average, but after this comparison, he immediately felt that he was unsightly, so he took a few steps back, took the flower back from Yin Nan's hand, and stuffed it
He walked into Zhongtao's arms, stretched out his hand at the same time, and closed the door with a "bang".
She couldn't go out and it was too hot in the yard, so she had to sit back in the house and peeled off one of the rice dumplings sent by Zhong Tao. She saw that they were made of red beans and candied dates, so she ate one.
After eating, she was bored and sad. It was not until the next door brought a bowl of fresh chicken soup. She drank the soup and meat, and then she became happy again. She took out the xun and wanted to play a song.
The xun was still close to her mouth when the door banged loudly again. She frowned. Just when she wanted Yin Nan to drive people away, she heard Zhong Jiaqing roaring outside: "Mo! Ling! Feng! You
What did you do to steal my horse?”
Mo Lingfeng stood up suddenly and immediately felt a crisis - she took Zhong Jiaqing's black horse and bred it with her own yellow horse.
Zhong Jiaqing's black horse is a famous Nanfan horse. It is a majestic and powerful horse. It is the "outpost horse" in the herd. It is extremely sharp and has well-developed ears and eyes. When in danger, it will hold its head high, bend its neck, and smell the fragrance.
Treading the hooves, Zhong Jiaqing loves horses as much as his life and brushes them himself.
This horse was arrogant and strong, and looked down upon yellow-flowered horses, but Mo Lingfeng was kept in a place for breeding. He was so frustrated that he didn't even eat grass.
She turned around to run, but found that there was nowhere to run. This place was not like Mo Mansion, with corridors and pavilions and windows everywhere. Here, you could see everything at a glance.
"Not good." Mo Lingfeng suddenly realized something and signaled Yin Nan to hold the door. He ran to the wall, pushed up with all his strength, grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands, climbed up the wall in twos and twos, and jumped from the wall into the next door.
Go home.
The family next door was eating chicken, and she was so frightened that her chopsticks and spoons fell on the floor. Before she could even say anything, she heard a "bang" from her door. It must have been the door and the latch, and they were all knocked to the ground.
: "Mo Yefeng! Get out! Go and apologize to my horse!"
Mo Lingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized something was wrong. He raised his legs and ran away again. He heard a loud sound in his ears, as if Zhong Jiaqing had thrown the knife from the next door.
Then Zhong Jiaqing climbed up the wall, his eyebrows raised, his eyes bulging, his frown mixed with anger, leading his powerful bodyguards, vowing to capture Mo Lingfeng and bring him to justice.
He had never suffered any setbacks in his life at such an old age, but when he fell into a big trap on Mo Lingfeng, he was simply a powerful enemy sent by God to torture him!
He was so angry that he must let Mo Lingfeng know what strict military discipline is today!
The family next door was having a good meal. First, Mo Lingfeng climbed over the wall, and then Zhong Jiaqing descended from the sky. Everyone was dumbfounded. They stood there with their hands raised and saluted. They called "General Zhong" one after another. They didn't know that Zhong Jiaqing was invited to eat chicken at this time.
Whether it was appropriate or not, they all hesitated and stood there awkwardly, watching Mo Lingfeng running away against the wall like a little gecko.
The four soldiers jumped up and pushed Mo Lingfeng to the ground. Zhong Jiaqing strode forward and picked up Mo Lingfeng with one hand. Mo Lingfeng immediately drooped his head and limbs, like a little flower falling into the water.