The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Mo Yan tidied up the house, added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove, sealed the stove leaving only a small hole, and then planned to go home with her siblings.

At this time, Zhen'er hugged Mo Yan's arm and said, "Sister, Zhen'er wants to see Yun Zhao."

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and then thought that Yun Zhao had been here last time he had a treat at home. The two little guys were of the same age, so it was not surprising that they could play together.

"Okay! If Yun Zhao has to do something, we have to go back in a hurry. You can't stay too long."

"Yeah, thank you, sis."

"Then let's go!"

Changshan Academy was not far from Huixianju. Li Zhong drove the carriage while asking for directions, and arrived at the place in less than half an hour.

Mo Yan bought some food from a nearby shop and asked Zhen'er to carry it to the Yun Zhao brothers and sisters.

It's not yet dinner time, so there aren't many people eating in Huixianjuli at this time. Shopkeeper Xing was not there, and only Xiao Zhu was watching in the restaurant. When he learned that Yun Zhao was here, he took them to the backyard.

The brother and sister were sitting under the eaves in the backyard. The older one was reading a book seriously, and the younger one was playing with a nine-ring chain.

Hearing someone coming, Yun Zhao immediately raised his head and saw that it was the Mo family siblings. A big smile broke out on his face: "Hello, eldest sister, hello, second sister Mo, and Zhen'er."

Yun Sheng quickly stood next to his brother and timidly greeted everyone.

After not seeing each other for half a month, the brother and sister looked better. Seeing that Yun Zhao was still holding a book in his hand, Mo Yan took a look and found that it was "The Biography of Celebrities of Da Chu". All the records in it were the famous figures who appeared after the establishment of Da Chu. It was comparable to "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Thousand Character Essay". 》 is much more profound and obscure.

Sensing Mo Yan's gaze, Yun Zhao seemed embarrassed and hurriedly hid the book behind him and invited them to sit in the room.

The brother and sister's house was not spacious, and it seemed a bit crowded after several people entered. Mo Yan sat for a while and wanted to go for a walk on the street. Xin'er thought it was boring to stay here, so she quickly expressed her intention to go together.

Mo Yan told Zhen'er to stay here and stop running around, and to go home together when they come back. Seeing Yun Sheng looking at them longingly, obviously wanting to go out to play, he told Yun Zhao, held her little hand and walked away together.

At this time, there were not many people on the street, except for the shops, which were all open for business, and most of the vendors had gone home.

The three of them walked slowly while holding a bunch of candied haws each. Seeing that there was nothing interesting, Mo Yan bought a few puppets for Yun Sheng and planned to take them back through another parallel street.

Not long after walking, I saw the door of a rice shop in front of me was crowded with people, and there was a lot of noise inside, as if some dispute had occurred.

Mo Yan listened carefully and found out that the owner of the rice shop had a bad heart and actually sold the moldy rice. Someone bought it and cooked it. As a result, the family suffered from stomachaches in the middle of the night and then continued to urinate.

When the rice buyer thought about it later, he thought there was something wrong with the rice he just bought, so he called his relatives and friends to the rice shop to ask for an explanation, and asked the rice shop owner to give an explanation.

"Our family got upset because we ate your rice. My youngest son almost died. If you, Zhang Ji Mipu, don't give you an explanation, I will drag you to see the official."

The man was so angry that the rice shop owner wanted to pounce on the profiteer who was selling moldy rice and beat him up.

"Don't talk nonsense! I, Zhang Jimi, have been running the rice shop for so many years. I have seen many people like you who make excuses to blackmail you. You said that your family got sick after eating rice from my shop. What do you have? evidence?"

The rice shop boss snorted coldly, not afraid at all. I don’t know if I firmly believe that my own rice is fine, or if I have something to rely on.