Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Official Mo had no time to care about the shopkeeper's attitude and said quietly: "Yes!"

After saying that, he took a piece of hemp rope from the edge of the case, tied the small piece of meat, turned around and left with the meat. When walking, the young man's posture was upright, not at all like he was just begging in a low voice. An extraordinary poor person, even if his clothes make him look like a poor person, is still full of arrogance.

When Caiwei saw it, she was curious and asked the shopkeeper about the young man.

Because Caiwei, the shopkeeper, was a big customer and wanted to make her a repeat customer, he introduced Mo Xiaoguan's situation to her with great enthusiasm.

"Hey, Mo Xiaoguan is also down on his luck. His father was a poor day laborer, making a living by doing odd jobs in a shop of the Huo family. When his mother gave birth to him, she didn't take care of him well because the family was too poor. He suffered from the disease and was not in good health. Later, his father's fortune turned and he was favored by the second master of the Huo family and promoted to the shopkeeper of that shop. Later, he was promoted to be in charge of the Huo family's largest restaurant in the capital. The shopkeeper of merit is in charge of all the things that gather merit, so he becomes more and more proud.  "

"As people say, you are full and warm, and you are thinking about sex. The big shopkeeper now has a net worth of tens of thousands. When he enters a wealthy house, and when he leaves, he is surrounded by slaves. However, he has to guard a sick and yellow-faced woman every day. Naturally, it is not possible. I was happy, so I bought a thin horse from the thin horse shop and put it in the house to be my aunt."

"Later, he was bewildered by the thin horse aunt, and couldn't bear the instigation, so he divorced his mother and straightened the thin horse. This little official was also a tough man, so he left home with his mother. He changed his surname to Mo, taking his mother's surname, and broke off the relationship with his father.

Although his father was a fool, Mo Xiaoguan was his only son after all. How could he bear to let him live outside and be laughed at by others, so he went to him several times in private and tried to persuade him to go home. He was promised to inherit all the furniture in the future, but he was rejected by the petty officials. After a few times, his father also became cold-hearted, especially after the new wife became pregnant, and stopped caring about them. "

"His mother has always been in poor health. She can't do any work. She still has to take dozens of pence a pair of decoctions every day. Poor little official Zhu Mo, who has to take care of his mother and do odd jobs here and there to support her mother, is always unable to do anything. It’s hard to make ends meet…”

The shopkeeper was nagging, but the waiter had already found the basket and put the pork belly meat Caiwei bought into the basket. Caiwei paid the money, refused the shopkeeper's door-to-door delivery, picked up the basket, and followed Mo Xiaoguan Chase him in the direction he left.

Caiwei felt a little sorry for the young man. She was so embarrassed that she refused to go back to find her scumbag father for medicine. It seemed that she was determined to sever ties with him. She had always admired ambitious people, and besides, she was now When it comes to employing people, how could she be willing to let such a person go?

After chasing until there was no one around, she quietly sent the basket and all the meat in the basket into the space, and hurried forward with empty hands to catch up, and soon saw him.

I saw him walking forward quickly, as if he was in a hurry. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he turned into a dirty alley. There were many short and dilapidated houses in it, and some people lived there. In the temporary shed, stinking ditches filled with rotting garbage flowed in front of each door, exuding a stinking smell that made people want to vomit.

If Caiwei hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that anyone would live in such a dirty and dilapidated place, which was worse than her house in Mujiacun.

"Ahem!"

Caiwei coughed twice, trying to attract his attention, but the boy didn't even turn his head and kept walking forward. Caiwei had no choice but to make a sound.