The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

There is a saying that "the son in the first grade of junior high school, the son in the second grade, and the relatives in the third and fourth grades", which means that in the first grade of the first grade, the son-in-law pays homage to his parents-in-law, in the second grade of the second grade, the son-in-law pays homage to his in-laws, and after the third grade of junior high school, he pays homage to other relatives.

In the capital, the Mo and Li families have no other relatives. Mo Yan thought she could sleep peacefully for a few days before the market reopened on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. However, not long after dawn, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and she had to get up to get dressed and open the door.

"Happy New Year, little boss!"

"Happy New Year, little boss!"

"Girl Yan, my uncles are coming to your house to pay New Year's greetings!"

The unexpected New Year's greetings startled Mo Yan. She took a closer look and saw that they were Zhang Dayou, Zhang Erniu and Lin Laogen'er, among other twelve people. Behind them were a large group of people, including men, women and children. , a large, dark group.

Mo Yan also knew those people, they were the people from Mojia Village who were also placed in Liuyang Village.

After greeting them one by one and inviting them into the main room, Mo Yan quickly knocked on her father's door, woke up Xin'er, and asked her to get up and entertain the children brought by the adults.

The relatives of the Mo family did not come to pay New Year's greetings yesterday. Mo Yan and the others went to Liuyang Village, but each family visited once. I thought they would not come today because they were so far away, but they did not expect that two or three members of this family would come. so much.

Mo Qingze quickly packed up and went out to entertain the guests. They exchanged greetings again and the room was filled with laughter.

"Hey, who didn't know that Brother Qingze was the most promising in our Mojia Village? Look, if we settle here, the Qingze family will live the best life."

"That's right, Brother Qingze is very capable, and the business in the city is so big, how can we compare?"

"Why are you saying these polite words? We all have the same ancestors. If Qingze succeeds, we can also take advantage of it!"

"..."

Surrounded by a group of brothers who had laughed at him in person and were flattered by everyone, Mo Qingze felt very uncomfortable and embarrassed, so he could only smile and said: "No, I'm just lucky. Fortunately, everyone passed away safely." That disaster will get better in the future.”

"He is indeed a scholar, and what he says is extraordinary!"

"That's right, Brother Qingze's fortune is still great!"

Nice words and life-threatening words came out, as if they all had amnesia, forgetting the cynicism when they cuckolded Mo Qingze.

Zhang Dayou, Zhang Erniu and others were dumbfounded and blushed for these people. Since we are brothers with the same surname, is it necessary to be so flattering?

The noise in the main room was not quiet, and the kitchen door was open. Mo Yan, who was lighting a fire to cook dumplings, easily heard these words, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, not knowing what to say.

These people are probably taking the opportunity to repair their relationship under the pretext of paying New Year greetings. After all, in their eyes, their family can be considered a rich person.

"Sister, those little bastards are so annoying. They took away Zhen'er's wooden horse and clay figurines."

Zhen'er ran in angrily to complain, her mouth was so pouting that she could hang a bottle of oil.

Mo Yan stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove and replied without raising her head: "Who asked you to show off? You deserve it!"

Zhen'er originally came to seek comfort, but was scolded by her eldest sister. She pouted and kicked the firewood unhappily to vent her anger.

"What, you're still not convinced? If you don't show off and take out those toys to play with, will they still come to your room to look for them?"

Why doesn't Mo Yan understand the little guy's thoughts? He seems to be more well-behaved and sensible than his peers, but after all, he is a six-year-old child with a strong sense of vanity. It is normal to like to show off good things to others, but this time he obviously went too far.