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Shen Jingli's proposal made him very excited. However, he thought about it carefully and shook his head again. He did not allow him to work so hard, not to mention the opposition and ridicule of the village eight, even his physical condition. "Sister in law, forget about this. As long as there are children to attend the class, I will teach and I can learn more from you. If they don't come, then I will I don't want to teach. "

As usual, she gave a smile and her voice was as gentle as usual. However, Shen Jingli recognized that there was a silk trill, which implied silk loss.

Shen Jingli knew that he wanted to integrate into the village and teach the children what he had learned. However, the villagers despised his origin, distrusted him and refused to let the children follow him. Although the villagers of MUJIAZHUANG are warm-hearted, they also have their own selfish and indifferent side, especially for their daughter-in-law who has been married from other countries, and the birthday celebration is a sensitive person who is more likely to be injured.

Looking at his lonely appearance, Shen Jingli wanted to say something. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He was really not good at comforting people. After beating his waist, he stood up, walked out of the main room and watched Nian Hua feed the two white shouldered eagles in the courtyard. The two little things were so different that they had grown up and were more fierce when pecking, and had a big appetite. He often ran to the field to hunt for food.

Nianhua just threw the last piece of meat to them. When she turned to see Shen Jingli, she could not help complaining: "madam, these two white eyed wolves, who are not familiar with each other, are really too much. They actually ate the fish I kept in the water tank. They were prepared to make fish balls at night."

The more Nian Hua said, the more angry she became. She bent down to pick up a stone from the ground and threw it to the two sculptures standing on the roof. The two sculptures spread their wings and whirled around the top of Nian Hua's head, which made her legs soften. She quickly turned back and asked Shen Jingli for help with her eyes. Shen Jingli waved his hand, and the two eagles called and flew back to the roof, standing like two sentries on guard.

Seeing that they had left, Nian Hua took a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground. Then, she pointed to them and scolded, "you two ungrateful guys, don't want to be someone who feeds you so hard every day that you dare to scare me. It's really..."

Love is very angry, more and more scolding.

"Brother Nianhua, who are you scolding Mu Xi came back from the outside with a small basket of pig grass on his back.

"Who else, not the two ungrateful birds." Nianhua reached out and pointed to the two carvings on the roof, then turned to see Mu Xi, "Xi Ge'er is really diligent, and went to play pig grass again."

Mu Xi smiles shyly. He recently played with Muqi and his friends. He is more cheerful. He puts down his basket, looks into the hall and asks, "where is Eminem, my elder brother?"? My father Xiumu, come back today, uncle let me and Eminem go home tonight

"In the house." Nianhua poured out the pig grass in the basket. "I'll help you chop up the pig grass. Later, you'll go home and feed the pig."

"What a good idea?" Mu Xi shook his head and rushed to grab it. Nianhua reached out to block him and said with a smile, "what's so sorry about? Just chop some pig grass. I can't do it well?"

Nianhua takes out a chopping board for chopping pig grass from the kitchen, and then moves a low stool. He sits on the low stool and cuts the pig grass carefully. It seems simple, but actually it takes a lot of effort. Before Nianhua was in Ximu house, he was waiting for the boy to serve in the room. He didn't have to do this kind of rough work at all. When he started to do it, he didn't have a lot of tricks, and he was tired Back pain. Mu Xi watched him chop pig grass more and more modestly, and looked at Shen Jingli with some hesitation,

"Bo Mo?"

"You am in the house. Go in."

After listening to Shen Jingli's words, Mu Xi looked back at the time of her life and entered the house.

The birthday celebration is still looking at Shen Jingli's story album. He is so absorbed that he doesn't even notice that Mu Xi enters the room. Mu Xi stands at the door and whispers, "am?"

"Ah He raised his head and saw that it was Mu Xi, and then he burst into a smile, "it's Xi'er. How was your play with Muqi?"

"We didn't play. We went to the mountain to hunt pig grass." Mu Xi, dissatisfied with the protest, sat down beside her birthday celebration, looked at the story album in his hand, and said gratefully, "Bo Mo is really a good man."

Good people? Shen Jingli stood at the door and heard this, but he couldn't help laughing. If he was a little better to them, would he be a good man? Their standards of good people are too imprudent. Qingsheng looked at the story album in his hand, then looked at the soft pillow full of dry room, and nodded.

Muxi held her birthday for a while, then thought of the business and said, "am, dad is back today. Uncle let us go home and live."

"What? Is your father coming back? " Mu Yifan went to the city to study and took a rest only once a month. Before, he began to count the days when he left. On the day he came back, he prepared a good meal for him, but after he was taken over by Shen Jingli, he completely forgot about it.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" He took Mu Xi to get up and said, "go to the garden and pick some vegetables. Your father seldom comes back. He has to make a delicious meal for him in the evening."Every time Dad came back, Eminem was going to fight in the battlefield. Mu Xi was grumbling and moved slowly to the door, ready to go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. "What are you doing slowly? Go quickly. I'll buy a piece of tofu later."

The birthday party hastened to clean up, looked up and saw Mu Xi dawdling still did not go out, could not help saying. Mu Xi made a face at him, stretched his eyelids with his hand, and ran away before he got angry. Thinking that he hadn't lived at home for many days on his birthday and that the furniture and other things had been piled up with dust, Shen Jingli asked Daji and Dali to help him clean up. He also asked Jinyu to send him a piece of streaky pork and two grass carp mouths the size of palm. In the evening, Mu Yifan came back, and his face was very ugly. Holding his waist, he stood at the table, ready to greet him to eat. His voice stuck in his throat. Suddenly, he couldn't say it. Mu Yifan snorted coldly and looked at his birthday with a pair of peach blossom eyes. Mu Xi felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she quickly closed the door and then huddled in the corner.

"Yi Fan..." As soon as he was about to open his mouth to celebrate his birthday, he was preempted by Mu Yifan. "I heard that you opened a private school in the village, taught the girls in the village to read, but also finished the training?"

Listening to this, I felt the cold wind blowing behind my back, a burst of cold.

"What do you mean?" He was pale, with his hands on his waist and his hands touching his stomach. Mu Yifan, with a straight face, pressed towards him. His cold eyes pierced into his face. He was so angry that he couldn't breathe. He staggered back.

"What did you do? You don't know? "

What did he do? In the face of his question, the birthday celebration only felt that the mouth was full of fire and the burning viscera were painful.

"People in the village say you're upset." Mu Yifan sat down with cold eyes like the ice dregs picked up in the river at the beginning of March. "A woman without talent is a virtue. Don't you think it's bad for you to teach a class?"

Qingsheng staggered back a step, did not know what hit, things fell to the ground, he did not know whether hit the waist, abdomen suddenly a little pain, but still forced to say, "do you think I am restless?"

"Aren't you? The village used to be good. How much trouble did you make? My father and elder brother always receive complaints from the villagers. You... " As Mu Yifan said, he suddenly saw that his hands were on the table, his hands were covering his stomach, and his face was pale and ugly. He suddenly stood up and said, "birthday, you..."

He wanted to reach out and help him, but he was shot away by Mu Xi, who rushed over. He yelled at Mu Yifan, "go away, don't touch me, am..."

Mu Yifan is frightened by his son's behavior. He doesn't understand how his son, who is always introverted and timid, yells at him? Mu Xi didn't want to take care of him. He carefully helped his birthday into the room. He turned around and ran to Shen Jingli for help.

"Bo Mo, Bo Mo, open the door quickly. I am very angry." He patted the door and yelled.

As soon as Shen Jingli's family finished their dinner, Jinyu was washing dishes and chopsticks. When she heard the sound of clapping at the door, her wet hands could not even be wiped, so she rushed to open the door.

"Xige'er, what's the matter? It's so urgent. "

"Sister Jinyu, I am suffering from stomachache. Can you let uncle coachman take him to see a doctor?" Mu Xi's eyes were red, and she went home with her hands.

Jinyu quickly grabbed him, "wait, I'll send someone for you.

Jinyu hurried to call the coachman. Shen Jingli heard the news, led Huaixin out of the inner yard, saw Mu Xi's eyes red and was about to cry, and asked, "what's the matter?"

Mu Xi saw Shen Jingli, just like seeing the backbone. She cried and said intermittently: "Dad, am, quarrel, Dad scold, am, pain..."

"Well, don't cry, I'll go with you to see you Eminem." Shen Jingli wiped his tears with his sleeve and took his hand.

From his incoherent words, Shen Jingli roughly knew what had happened to their family, that is, Mu Yifan came back and quarreled with Qingsheng, and then he had a stomachache on his birthday. When Shen Jingli went to Mu Xi's house, Mu Yifan was still standing in the hall. The food on the table had not moved, and it was already cold. Shen Jingli looked at Mu Yifan's eyes, then walked around him and entered the room where he was celebrating his birthday. Qingsheng was lying on the bed with pale face and staring at the roof of the house.

"On your birthday, get up and I'll accompany you to the doctor." Shen Jingli road.

Shen Jingli helped him up and Mu Xiqi helped him out of the room. When passing through the main room, Mu Yifan wanted to call him, but when he saw his expression, he did not shout out. BR, < BR, < BR, < BR, < BR, < BR, < can't help but wait for the horse's hand at the door of the house

"Don't ask. Take the stool down and take him to the doctor first." Shen Jingli urged.

Fearing that the carriage would be bumpy, Jin Yugang just put two layers of wool mats inside, and put some soft pillows. When he got on the carriage, he could just lie on it.

"Will you follow me, madam?" Jinyu gets on the carriage and is shocked to find that Shen Jingli has no intention of going down.

Shen Jingli nodded and said to the outside, "Lao Zhang, you can go." The coachman, whose surname was Zhang, was in his early 40s. After listening to Shen Jingli's words, he immediately waved his whip and drove his horse away.