Chapter 93:

Mu Rou Sang nodded and left the kitchen. At the second door, Mu Yi Yang was already waiting there, and when she saw that she had brought two bags to eat, he looked ashamed: "Sister Sang!"
"Yi Yang, presumably the uncle and the sister Feng Feng are already hungry. Anyway, today there are more and more prepared, but you see that many visitors at home are not suitable ..."
Muyi Yang is too suitable for a shield, there are wood there!
Mu Yiyang is even more ashamed and dissatisfied with Mu Yang's heart. His strokes of ink and ink, school uniforms and tuition fees were all from the Rousang family. Now, his mother still has to come to eat. This is called him Where is the scholar's face?
He reached out and stopped Mu Rouzang: "Sister Sang, this matter is handed over to my cousin. My mother is wrong and she should wake her up!"
Can you wake up? It's all decades old!
However, this does not prevent Mu Rouzang from giving him things: "Yi Yang, there is work! You also know that uncle Niang's mouth is open, and asked her to make her swear me. Then I am a junior, only today So many of my brothers are afraid that I can't afford to lose this face. "
"Sister Sang, rest assured, my brother will send them back." Mu Yiyang finished his speech and went to the door of the house with two packs of food and a discouraged grandfather.
Mu Rou Sang Mei Feng raised his head slightly, and an unknown smile followed his mouth. He stood behind the door and listened to how Mu Yiyang persuaded Mu Yang's family.
"How come you!" Mu Yiyang's tone was not kind.
Mu Yang's mouth sputum on the ground, but did not find the disappointment in Mu Yiyang's eyes: "Well, on the third day of March today, the dead girl was fragrant and hot at home, but she didn't even respect a bone, and was involved The old lady climbed the for a long time and went to the door in person. "
She pushed Mu Fengyu hiding behind her again: "Look at how your girl is hungry? Then look at the dead girl wearing a satin cloth. We are a family. She must have forgotten her surname. I do n’t know anything about respect.

"Enough!" Mu Yiyang yelled with blue muscles. "Mother, are you still my pro-mother? Don't you think it's a shame to come to the house?" The younger brother of Hibiscus had no choice but to force it to survive. Yu helplessly begged, and you, apart from telling our juniors to sweep their faces, apart from telling your son to go out and raise his head, you are not clear. Everyone walking in the village every day gives pointers and tells me why Why is n’t it good for two brothers and sisters, Rou Sang, your son is now in the school, and even those who are in the same class look down on his son. Some of these people will be in the future. If the son is admitted in the future, how do you tell his son to face his colleagues . "
"Well, my mother's son dares to bully." Mu Yang still could not see the situation.
Muyi Yang smiled bitterly: "Mother, what's your son? It's just a white dinghy. Those rich people don't talk about other people's homes, they say the brother's brother's home, so that some silver can make you die without a burial place."
"She dares!"
"Why don't you dare, you think you'll be punished if you kill the government? Plug some silver to the government and report you as a missing person. What can you do? Besides, you are her uncle, and you don't come to trouble her He will also remember it. "He threw the two lotus leaves on her arms into her arms." Hurry back with these things. Don't be ashamed of yourself when you come out. If you want to be a lady of the government, you also need to save yourself some face. Give your son some face, don't make me look up in front of my classmates. "
"Phoenix, you are not allowed to come with your mother in the future. If you want to play with Sang Sister, and your brother will bring you when you have a rest, you can also be obedient and not rely on your own temper."
His elder sister has been pushed into the fire by his own mother. He does not want to ruin his sister's future marriage. He would rather be a civilian wife than a rich man.
What else does Mu Yang want to say? Looking at this high gate courtyard, Mu Yiyang was right again, and he narrowed his neck and hugged his food and hurried back.
Muyi Yang sighed at her slightly curved back, and his mother had suffered a lot with her father. He really didn't want to say such ruthless words.
"Master Dao!" Grandpa Zhao shouted softly at the door, reminding him that it was time to return to the hospital.
"Thank you Grandpa Zhao, my mother and dad will come again in the future. Grandpa Zhaoshi can ignore it. You don't have to put a stop on Sang. You always see what my mother is."
Grandpa Zhao Shi sighed, the black wooden door in the white wall slowly closed, and the dull creak accompanied Mu Yiyang's heavy steps.
Hibiscus's friendship meeting was quite successful. Since then, a new generation of students on the hill has gradually become a leader.
Mu Rouzang went to the village to find an old carpenter to order a carriage, because the little donkey cart in her house could not be seated, and it was a little far from the small village to the private school. Every day everyone took the little donkey cart. Downwind.
This matter was easy to handle. After telling the old carpenter, they even made it for her for free, and later learned that his grandson was among them.
As soon as she was done, she walked to the gate of the courtyard and saw Mu Fengxi sitting in tears waiting for her in tears.
"Why are you sitting here?" Mu Rouzang was a little unhappy, and he specially arranged for Grandpa Zhao to look after him, but he felt that although he was old, he was also the most sophisticated in handling matters.
Mu Fengyu looked at her pitifully now, her face was covered with dirt: "Cousin! Whoo ~!"
Grandpa Zhao Shi heard the voice come out from the inside: "The girl is back!"
Mu Rouzang asked him with some dissatisfaction: "What the is going on?" He asked Mu Fengxi to sit at the gate casually.
Grandpa Zhaoshi heard that she was a bit annoyed: "Back to the girl, uh, the girl's cousin came to the girl before, and the old slave had told her that the girl was no longer in the village, and she was sitting here. The old slave asked this The little girl went in and waited. She didn't like to wait at the door. "
Mu Rouzang looked up at him and said, "Mu Fengyu, call her Feng girl later!"
"Yes, girl!"
She pulled up Mu Fengyu sitting at the door: "Get up, wash your face first, and look, they are all crying like cats!"
"Cousin!" Mu Fengxi called her tears and kept rolling down, but she was a little girl. Although Mu Rouzang did not like her temperament, it was not easy for her to send her away.
"Well, don't cry now, look back and make your cousin a little citron, then you will become ugly if you cry again."
Mu Rouzang led her to the kitchen and asked Wangcai's daughter-in-law to clean up Mu Fengxuan and look at the tattered clothes on her body, which annoyed the two elders of the Mu family.
Wang Cai's daughter-in-law cleaned her up and marveled: "Oh, girl, little girl Feng is so good looking, and she will definitely be an extremely beautiful woman in the future."
Mu Fengyi is different from Mu Feng'e, combining all the advantages of Mu Yang's and Mu Yun's five senses.
Mu Rouzang's questioning was stiff: "Have you had breakfast?"
"No!" She whispered, and now she did not dare to pretend in front of Mu Rouzang.
"Okay, do you want noodles or buns?"
"Noodle! Cousin ... can you add two pieces of meat!" She knew that Cousin's house had meat every day.
"Well, Ms. Wangcai made a bowl of noodles for my sister. You follow me to the main house first."
She led Mu Fengyu to Nishijima and sat in front of the embroidery stand: "I have to embroider this place today. If you have anything, just sit at the Eight Immortals table under the south window with tea on it."
Mu Fengyi enviously saw her flying needle and thread embroidered with beautiful flowers: "Cousin, can you save my mother!"
Salvage Young? "Where did your mother get into trouble?"
"No, it was my father who killed my mother soon! Thanks to my fast hiding, my father said that he would also sell my money-losing goods to a big family as a maid." The more she thought of her father's harsh words, the more sad she became. At the age of five, she is more sensible than last year.
The needle in Mu Rou Sang's hand shook, and she felt a terrible feeling: "What? Your father was caught in the door? Why did you suddenly say this? And why did your father hit your mother? Don't worry, sit Come down and say slowly. "
It turned out that the last time the house moved and the young woman had quarreled with Widow Li, it changed the impression of many village women on her. It was really the group who was also the victim, and the young people who have been under the influence of the people who have been moving for more than a month I'm struggling with how to catch someone in bed, but unfortunately no one around can help.
She woke up this morning and found that Mu Yun was not at home, so she wanted to ask Mu Yiyang to help her together, but Mu Yiyang was taken away by the Hibiscus early and went to the school together.
She immediately rushed to the stove room and took the burning stick. She rushed to the gate of the widow's courtyard with a murderous attitude, and kicked open the wooden door that had not been bolted. She stepped into the courtyard threshold and saw the wooden door. Yunzheng was sitting in the main hall, a bowl of hot noodles smelting in front of him, Mu Yang's face turned black, and he immediately opened the roar that killed the pig: "You who cut the brain, did not drown in the ditch. , You eat, eat and drive to death. "
What kind of person is Mu Yun, who has already experienced Mu Yang's hammer and practice, still holding the bowl of noodles and sucking, completely disregarding Mu Yang's roar.
Widow Li didn't burn her anyway, and sat aside to watch the show.
The attitude of the two was undoubtedly the igniter who ignited the anger in her heart, and immediately began the attack of Guan Gong's possession: "You shameless ugly woman, do n’t urinate and illuminate according to your own virtue You sleepy bitch, you just owe a fuck. When a man dies, he digs up ashes, and when his father is dead, he goes out.
Widow Li was unwilling: "Who are you cannabis seeds? Isn't this your home here? Why are you here?"
Mu Yang's scolding on the street is worse than anyone else: "You're a woman, you're a who can't hold your feet when you see a male dog."
Mu Yun was sitting next to eating noodles, and Widow Li was not even afraid of the angry Yang Yang. He raised the white tender orchid and said, "Who are you calling a male dog! You have a surge of blood in the morning, Brother Yun, I see her I want to be dissatisfied! "
Mu Yang's didn't understand, but understood that Widow Li didn't say good things.
"You just want to be dissatisfied, look for wild dogs everywhere, you stinky BIAo son who has been fucked."
It doesn't matter if she doesn't understand, she still can't stop her from swearing.
"Enough, you dead mother-in-law, what are you arguing about in the early morning? Don't get me back!"
Widow Li sneered: "Brother Yun ~! Look at this marijuana, which savage from which mountain nest was drilled, Brother Yun, I'm so scared!"
With Mu Yun's support, she was ignited by a cool fan wind, and she wished that Mu Yun would abandon Mu Yang's home, so that she could marry Mu Yun with fairness. She had five acres of land, and her family had five. Mu, I heard that there is another eldest son who can leak some silver from her fingers every year, but she has gained a lot of benefits.
Looking back, he and Mu Yunsheng gave birth to two baby boys, and now the old wooden third family is also booming. At that time, he will be close to the two little dolls, and he is afraid that he will not become a wealthy household in the village.
As soon as Widow Li challenged, Yun Yun called him all bones crisp, and passed the empty bowl to Widow Li. In his eyes, Widow Li is a fragile woman. In case he was hurt, he could not die.
He first sent Widow Li into the stove room, and it was time for the shoes and pants to come slowly to the yard: "Hurry up and go back, Feng Ye should be hungry!"
"My aunt, you go home with me now. What's so good about this old girl?"
Afraid that she was not chaotic enough, Widow Li poked her head out of the stove: "Who does this aunt say?"
"My aunt said you!"
"Oh, Ma'am! This is my house. If you have any trouble going home to trouble, it's not shameful."
Mu Yun's eyes fell on Mu Yang's body. He was unkempt, and put white clothes on the body. The bright grease on the two sleeves was bright, and he looked back at him. Widow Lee.