Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 895 Love Story (1)
Not everyone has the courage to never look back like Bei Tangyan and Zhao Wanchun, but their circumstances are different, and they cannot be compared with Mo Zishan.

People can't be so selfish in their lives, and their feelings can't be above everything else. Aunt Six is ​​not an unreasonable person. Brother Shan Zi went too far this time. It must be heartbreaking to see Aunt Mo wiping her tears.

Anyway, this marriage didn't work out, and it had to be broken up. Qingli didn't want to do things like hurting people's marriage. She hoped that Brother Shanzi could think about it. Nothing will change.Miss Qin is a filial daughter, and under balance, she will still take the road of ghost marriage.

It was dark early in winter, and when it was time for dinner, it was already dark. Qing Li was sitting in the side hall, with the sound of howling wind outside, and the weather had changed again. It might snow again in the next two days.

In the year of auspicious snow, in Fengyang winter, snowing is more common than eating meat.A nobleman came to Qingli's house, which shocked the whole Mojia village. The villagers were honest. When they went back and thought about it carefully, they didn't know what to entertain. Almost every family made their own special dish. Before dinner, Liu's Has been busy greeting the folks.

Grandma Cui didn't know what to prepare at first, and she was afraid of neglecting the distinguished guests. Now don't worry, she has collected more than 20 dishes, most of which are meat dishes. She only needs to stir-fry a few vegetables at home.

On the dinner table were the signature dishes brought back from Heyuelou, crystal elbow flower, stewed big bones with sauerkraut, shredded sweet potatoes, roasted pork with potato sticks, stir-fried pork slices with mountain mushrooms, and a large pot of braised fish.

Fish is the most rare thing in winter, the clan has no place to buy it, and there are not many distributed in the clan, so it was just brought here, and Liu asked Qingli to remember it, fearing that there would be no fish for the New Year in that family, and let the family sell it tomorrow. People go over and send two more.

There were two carts of New Year gifts from Chunyu Yan, most of which were wild game, several roe deer, roe deer, chickens, ducks, fish, furs and some dry goods, water and wine. The two carriages were full. In the end, there was not enough space in the storeroom of Li's house, so they put it in a part of the cellar.

The cellar of Qingli’s house is better than others in the village. Several rooms were dug underground. In order to prevent mice from getting in, they were surrounded by green bricks. There were tall shelves and quilts inside. Cover fruits and vegetables to prevent freezing.

At dinner, Mo Ruhu didn't come back. Mrs. Liu felt that it was a lot of pressure to meet Chunyu Fan, so she invited Uncle Qingli's family to help treat the guests.A large table of dishes paired with water and wine is the uncle's favorite. The uncle was cautious at first, but now he drank too much wine and talked more.

"Boy Chunyu, it's bitterly cold in Pingyang, and it's windy outside the pass, so you should drink more spirits to keep out the cold."

Uncle Mo Rujiang's face was flushed, he toasted frequently, and his words were not so polite, but they were more intimate and caring. Although Chunyu Wen didn't answer, he nodded.

"Look at you, the major general comes from a noble family, and he pays attention to eating and sleeping without talking. You didn't learn the etiquette when you came to the capital."

One table couldn't fit so many people, so they had to be divided into two tables. Uncle Mo Rujiang, brother Mo Zidong in the lobby, second cousin Mo Zihua and Chun Yuwen, and guard Fang sat at one table. Everyone talked about the misery of fighting outside the pass.

The female relatives are very quiet here, and they are all listening carefully. When the auntie heard it, she called Chunyu a boy, fearing that Chunyu would feel uncomfortable. This is what the villagers call him. I am not senior enough, so I would call him a major general.

"Our young master is not a person who cares about etiquette, he does as the Romans do when he goes to the country!"

The square-faced guard secretly laughed. The tall and majestic Major General Chunyu turned into a Chunyu boy as soon as he arrived in Mojia Village. Why is this title so joyful?Seeing that his young master didn't speak, the bodyguard Fang took the initiative to answer. Anyway, with the little girl Qingli around, the young master will bear it no matter how unwilling he is.

"Brother Fang, I admire those soldiers from the North, but my own conditions are limited and I can't help much."

Mo Zidong looked excited. He heard that he had won the battle a few days ago and drove the strong and strong Daqin barbarians back to their lair in one go. The meaning of reverence.

Mo Zihua is different from Mo Zidong, he is a member of Fengyang City's Warmth Sent Team. Back then, his family was busy with business, and it was only because of Mo Zidong's busy work that he could spare time. Tens of thousands of taels of silver have been allocated here, and Mo Zihua is clever and knows how to settle accounts. After each purchase, the accounts are clear, which convinces everyone.

Most of the soldiers in the Northland live in Fengyang. Some are from the town, and most of them are from the surrounding mountain villages. It seems that the Chinese New Year is about to come, and every household is still worried about food. very hard.

No matter how things are on weekdays, we must have a good New Year. Mo Zihua has been busy with the warmth delivery team recently, and he was sent to the town not long ago. He heard the big news when he came back. At that time, he did not go to the capital because his wife was pregnant. , today is the first time I see Chunyu Fan.

"One family doesn't speak two languages, and the soldiers in the Northland all know that Qingli is powerful."

Guard Fang consciously changed his address. In order to prevent himself from talking about being bald, he changed it to Qingli. In case the word "Young Madam" came out, the Major General would definitely give him an account.

"Major General, can you celebrate the New Year in the village this time?"

It wasn't the first time Mo Zidong met Chunyu Wen, so it was better, he was not as excited as his second brother, he asked Chunyu Wen, but he actually turned to look at the guard Fang.

Qingli scooped up the red dates and millet porridge, raised her head, and met Chunyu's eyes at the opposite table. The two stared at each other silently for a moment. She continued to lower her head, carelessly stirring the porridge in the bowl.From eating just now to now, Chunyu Motou didn't say a word, just like a modern big star, with full posture and playing big names, while Fang Weiwei is a smooth manager, answering all questions with a smile.

"Go back after the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."

Unexpectedly, just as Fang Shiwei was about to answer, Chun Yuyan preempted him. Just now Qing Li looked up at him, and he thought it was dissatisfied with his performance, so he opened his mouth and said for the first time.

"That's right, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the clan will hold a banquet."

Mo Zihua was very happy. That day, the clansmen would gather together to eat wine and celebrate the New Year. The clan also prepared materials to make Laba porridge together. It was the most lively day. The son-in-law of the Mo family.

The meal was enjoyable, Qingli only drank a bowl of porridge from beginning to end, Liu was worried about Mo Ruhu, cousin Mo Qingju and the two cousins ​​were attracted by the topic at the next table, and had no idea what she ate , the devil Chunyu appeared, and everyone immediately ignored her.

After dinner, the uncle drank a little too much, spoke incoherently, and babbled about growing melons, regardless of whether everyone could understand or not, the uncle dragged him back by force, and asked the family coachman to drive the carriage back, leaving only the old man Er Mo Zihua was talking about sending the Warm Squad away.

(End of this chapter)