Chapter 22 Your uncle's, I'm also worried about being robbed
In the days that followed, everyone got along very naturally.
Xiao Ma Liu, You Si Ji, Ah Wu Lu actually pester Gui Ge all day long to practice fighting; Guifeng Qi follows me because Na Miantang always has a reason to control me to serve tea and water and stay by his side, so she can compete with Na Miantang.
For the reason of being together often, I left them and took Ergouzi and Zhutousan to gamble at cards, although I kicked his butt several times in a very unethical manner; Niuba hadn't decided who to hang out with yet, even on a normal day
He was in a dilemma and racking his brains.
One morning, Brother Gui was sent out by the dean to go shopping. Mother dean ordered me to go to the well to fetch water. Brother Gui had been helping me carry the water, but now that he was not in the courtyard, I had to bite the bullet.
superior.
I took a deep breath, tied my waist with a rope in the old way, and tied another rope to the old tree. The Mian Tang appeared at the entrance of the gate, well-dressed, and it was obvious that it had not been a while since I got up.
The dean's mother was looking at him with a salivating smile on her face, and bowed to him with a bow that was enough to hurt my back. Since there was a difference between master and servant, I walked over and curtsied: "Good morning, young master!"
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"kindness."
He had seen me a long time ago, but he looked like he had just seen me. He walked over and suddenly saw the thick rope tied around my waist. He couldn't help but said angrily: "This is your idea? Do you know the consequences? If you
If you fall into a well, your whole body will be hanging in the air. With such a thick rope around your waist and your weight, it will kill you within an hour."
I was panting and unable to raise my morale: "Today it's my turn to carry water. If you don't carry water, don't blame me for not having water for cooking."
The eyes of Miantang were as cold as night, but they were very calm, without a trace of joy or anger. He turned to the dean and said, "I don't want to see Mao Jiujiu do these things again in the future."
His voice was firm and did not allow for any rebuttal. The dean's mother felt the gloom in his eyes and felt a chill running down her spine.
The dean’s mother lowered her head and said, “Yes, young master, what is Mao Jiujiu’s arrangement?”
Na Miantang ignored the dean and turned to me: "Well, today you accompany me to the street to buy some things."
I had no choice but to bow to him with the dean and the mother-in-law: "Master, there is no firewood in the kitchen. I am busy collecting firewood, and my strength is not as strong as Pig Tou San, so I have damaged your things. Why don't you call him?"
Miantang twitched his lips, and I knew something was wrong. Sure enough, he was sore and cold and was about to come again: "You are just exercising your bones and joints, so others will think that our family is short of food and you are short of food. I ordered
Grandma gave you a piece of clothing, you can change it and come over in ten minutes."
"I want you to go. I don't have time to go crazy with you. You have the nerve to ask a girl to do things like carrying goods on the street. Do you want to tire me to death?" Who cares, I simply refused.
Na Miantang behaved like an invincible dog-skin plaster and continued to work: "We are brothers now. I am not familiar with the place here. The neighbors are still three miles away from the hospital. They are in the barren mountains and wild mountains. If you encounter someone, you will feel dizzy."
My brain is hot, brother, please take good care of me."
"Your uncle, I'm also worried about being robbed."
"Forget it, Mao Jiu, it's okay if you don't rob others. Who will rob you? Do you have money or sex?"
Na Miantang said seductively: "I'm doing it for your own good. I heard that the dishes at the Tianzihao restaurant in my neighborhood are excellent. I'm doing it for your own good. I want to have a good drink today."
"No, I don't care about eating. Vegetarian food is good for health. I'm afraid that if I mess with you, I will eat but not live." I firmly drew a line.
Na Miantang finally showed his fierce look: "My wound hurts, it hurts so much, you have to take three steps."
I continued to shake my head: "You are a four-legged snake. You can hurt your flesh but not your bones. You even quarreled with me when I used needles to sew your flesh."
I grabbed his arm, twisted it hard, and threatened: "This wound will hurt, too. Within three steps of your bastard..."
"Ouch, please be gentler, Ouch, okay, hurry up and change clothes, let go..." He suddenly naughtily tickled me, and I laughed and leaned down.
The two of us were having a quarrel, and the dean, the mother-in-law, wanted to disappear because the quarrel we were having made her flustered and heartwarming.