Chapter 199: Delicious ghosts, sycophants
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When Butler Zhou saw that Mo Xiaomi had left, he forced a roast chicken for Mo Xiaomi.
Mo Xiaomi refused but had to bring it with her.
Mo Xiaomi thought that Gu Yanze liked to eat crayfish, and went to Brother Dayong's house tomorrow to get some for Gu Yanze and Grandpa Zhou to eat.
Gu Yanze upstairs looked at Mo Xiaomi wearing a big straw hat walking on the country road and laughed silently again.
The morning was really wonderful with Xiao Heiya. Although Xiao Heiya has been sleeping all the time, it made him feel that he was no longer lonely.
This feeling is really good!
Not only did it not affect his reading, but it was more efficient. He had some hope that Xiao Heiya would come here often.
After Mo Xiaomi returned home, she helped her mother cook.
Because of the wheelchair, my grandfather could turn the wheelchair by himself, come to the dining table, eat by himself, and no one needs to take care of him.
"Xiaomi, is this what Brother Zhou asked you to bring here?" Mo Xiangshan pointed to the roast chicken on the table. He knew that Butler Zhou liked roast chicken the most.
"Yeah, I refused, but he insisted on giving it to me. If I don't take it, he will be angry." Mo Xiaomi nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. In fact, she went to Mr. Zhou's house to play, not because she wanted something delicious.
There is a child in the village. Whenever she sees her coming out of a small foreign building, they will call her "delicious ghost". Similarly, if she takes her things to the small foreign building, some people say that Mo Xiaomi is a "flattering spirit", and they like to flatter rich people.
In the past, Mo Xiaomi had many friends, but now because Mo Xiaomi and Gu Yanze are familiar with her, the children in the village are alienated from her.
Fortunately, there are Mo Xiaomei and Mo Xiaohai in the village. Because my uncle Mo Dajun and Mo Xiaomi's family have a good relationship, they are still the same as before.
As for other families, seeing Mo Xiaomi’s family making money, they are envious on the surface, but jealous behind them.
Mo Xiaomi washed the dishes before going to the house to take a nap.
When I woke up in the afternoon, my grandfather was already drinking tea under the tree, and my mother was peeling edamames under the tree, preparing evening dishes.
Mo Xiaomi sat next to her grandfather and took a few sips of sour plum soup. She had not yet recovered from sleepiness and her eyes were dull.
"Xiaomi, there are nine pear seedlings in the corner of the wall. They were all planted by you?" Mo Xiangshan pointed at the corner of the wall. The pear seedlings that were more than one meter tall and were as thick as a thumb, and asked curiously. It was only half a month before he had grown so tall that he was very curious.
"Yeah." Mo Xiaomi's eyes lit up. Oh my, she has grown so tall. "I planted it. It grows so fast, so good."
Mo Xiangshan nodded and said, "I just looked carefully. This pear tree is different from the common pear trees in our Peach Blossom Bay. The leaves of this tree are greener, and there is a layer of golden yellow on the edges of the leaves, so the pear leaves are also quite beautiful."
"Yes, the pears we eat are different from those in our village." Mo Xiaomi replied, "That old man also said that as long as these pear seedlings emerge, golden pears will be produced next year."
"Golden pear?" Mo Xiangshan was surprised, "Indeed, Huang Cancan really looks like a skin made of gold."
"Which old man?" Mo Huihui asked, "Pear seller?"
"Yes, I don't know each other either." Mo Xiaomi began to make up lies, "I gave me a few pears and a few pear cores, and planted golden pears after eating pears."
Mo Xiangshan became even more moved and asked, "What else did you say to you?"
Chapter completed!