The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

This is the entrance of the restaurant where people come and go, so it's not easy to talk too much. Cui Qingrou was thinking about her nephew, and Mo Qingze also had his own things to do. The two exchanged a few words and then left.

At this time, no one knew that this chance encounter was the beginning of the intertwining fate of the two.

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The Mo family in Liuyang Village.

"Well, it's delicious. Your food is so delicious!"

I still don’t know that Cui Qiye, the culprit of the uproar that has upset the entire Cui family, is sitting in front of the big round table of the Mo family, feasting.

After running out of Cui's house for several hours, Cui Ping'an had barely eaten anything. Before the Mo family's food was ready, he was already lying by the kitchen door, salivating.

Mo Yan saw that he was eating quickly, but his appearance was not ugly, and he raised his hands very elegantly, without a hint of rudeness. She knew that this was because of good etiquette, and she made a preliminary guess about his identity.

This guy has obviously run away from home. The family is afraid that he is crazy. There should be no small movement. If the birds are released early tomorrow morning, they should be able to find him.

Cui Ping'an ate three large bowls of rice in one go, plus some dishes. Seeing him touching his belly and looking at the rest of the food with salivation, Mo Yan said coolly: "No more."

It's not advisable to eat too much at night, and this guy is not in good health. If he continues to eat, he will definitely accumulate food. Then she won't be in trouble?

If it were in the past, Cui Ping would definitely play off the young master's temper, but he was severely punished by Mo Yan on the way. After arriving at Mo's house, he learned about Mo Yan's other identity. Now Mo Yan is his food, clothing and parents. He could no longer think of resisting.

Although he felt that he could still eat another bowl of rice, under Mo Yan's indifferent gaze, Cui Qiye put down his chopsticks in great pain and watched the others eating eagerly.

Being stared at so intently, no matter how good your appetite is, you can't eat anymore. Mo Yan was disgusted. She put down her chopsticks and said to the hair ball squatting next to her, "Take him out to eat and come back in half an hour. If he is lazy and refuses to leave, you can do whatever you want."

The hairball hasn't eaten enough yet, and he's been forced to go on a diet recently. Now if he goes out, it will be even harder to fill his stomach. So it shook its big, round head to express its refusal.

Action figures are great, but a full stomach is more important.

Seeing this, Mo Yan sighed regretfully: "Originally, if you had done this, I was going to roast a suckling pig for you as a midnight snack. Since you don't want to, then forget it."

Roast suckling pig?

The fur ball's tiger body trembled, and he licked his tongue and looked at the horrified Cui Pingan with saliva. Without Mo Yan saying anything, he stood up and walked to Cui Pingan, bit the hem of his clothes with his mouth and dragged him out.

"No, I won't go, I won't go!" Cui Ping'an shouted loudly and struggled desperately, holding on to the table and refusing to leave.

This big tiger is very ferocious, and he is not full now. If he eats him in one bite during the walk, how can he return to Origin City?

However, for the sake of the fragrant roasted suckling pig, Mao Tuan was not willing to talk nonsense with him. With a force of his mouth, Cui Ping'an's hand left the dining table, and his whole body was like a bag of light cotton, which was easily dragged out of the Mo family's dining room. Cui Qiye was shouting like he was killing a pig all the way.

There was one less person on the table, and Mo Yan felt that the air was fresher and her appetite improved.

Just thinking about this idiot refusing to reveal his name and identity, pretending to be pitiful to win sympathy from his family and refusing to leave, made me have a headache. I regretted my soft-heartedness in the afternoon and picked up such an annoying guy.

Seeing the depressed look on her sister's face, Xin'er pursed her lips and snickered: "Sister, that brother seems to be very nice, and he promised to work for our family in exchange for food and accommodation, so don't bully him."

"How can you tell that I'm bullying him?" Mo Yan glared at his sister: "He looks like a weak chicken. Can he carry water or chop firewood? Let the hair ball lead him, don't you want him to exercise well? One thing, don’t let him fall into our house without finding his family. By then, he will be covered in hair and his mouth will be covered and you won’t be able to explain it.”

The idiot only chased the carriage for a few steps before he was out of breath and almost fell on the road. She took a pulse and found out that this idiot was born with deficiencies and had overcompensated for them the day after tomorrow. It was the result of lack of exercise.

She didn't know how long this guy would stay at home. She didn't want to waste the precious medicinal materials in the space, so she naturally had to let him move more to improve his physical fitness so that he wouldn't faint like Sister Lin if he moved. She still expects him to work hard to repay the money and food!

However, she hasn't cured the deficiency syndrome yet, so she just used this person to practice her skills, and she won't kill people anyway.

In the dojo outside the courtyard, Cui Qiye, who was being forced to take a walk to eat by his hairy balls, suddenly shuddered and unconsciously shrank his shoulders. Turning his head to look at the big tiger staring at him behind him, with a sad face, he had no choice but to step on his two heavy legs and continue walking around the dojo...