The reborn husband returns

Chapter 9 Mo Yanyan

Even if he came back to the next life, he would not be able to face these people with a smile even after taking revenge, but his current strength is simply not enough to fight against Mo Chenghuai, and the handles he holds are not appropriate and cannot be handed over.

The only lucky thing is that Mo Chenghuai planned to destroy him, not kill him.

If Mo Chenghuai had ordered him to die, then his situation would be in danger.

Mo Ying rubbed her face and made up her mind. As long as she draws a clear line this time, he will definitely do what Mo Chenghuai wishes in the future, and will never worry about the position of city lord, nor will he divide the property of the Mo family.

He only knocked the knocker three times, and stood at the door waiting.

People in the yard were all sitting in the spacious main room, drinking tea in twos and threes, talking about some interesting things, but no one moved when they heard the knock on the door.

It wasn't until the second sound that someone asked lazily, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Mo Ying." Mo Ying didn't care about their attitude, she didn't have time to care about it in her previous life, but now she doesn't care about it.

Anyway, after this incident, Wei Qing stayed with Mo Chenghuai, and the others... died "accidentally" without exception.

The people inside the door who heard Mo Ying's voice looked panicked, their foreheads were sweating, and they immediately sat up from the stools, standing neatly, their hands trembling with nervousness.

They were sent by Mo Ying along the way, and hearing this voice was almost a conditioned reflex, accompanied by a guilty conscience for doing something bad, it would be better if they were reprimanded by Wei Qing.

"What are you panicking about?" Wei Qing gave these people a disgusted look. He stood up and straightened his clothes. As far as he knew, this proud man had already entered the bridal chamber with a fool.

Half of his mission has been completed, even if Mo Ying turned his back on him again, he would not be afraid to return to the City Lord's Mansion.

There are many back tricks waiting for this young master.

There were a lot of thoughts in his heart, but when Wei Qing opened the door, his face was still panicked, and he was only about to shed two tears of excitement. He supported the door frame with a trembling voice, "Young City Master, you are finally back!"

"Go ahead and talk." Mo Ying lowered her voice and hurried in.

The rest of the people were obviously not as good as Wei Qing, they just kept their heads buried, "Young City Master."

"En." Mo Ying answered casually, and sat down in the middle of the room, "I came back this time because I have something to entrust to you to do."

"Young City Master orders it." Wei Qing stood on one side with his hands in his hands, and said respectfully.

Mo Ying didn't intend to be polite to them, and directly stated his intention of coming, "I won't be able to go on the next patrol, you go back to the City Lord's Mansion to report the situation to your father."

"Young City Lord!" Wei Qing said seriously, "Now that the inspection is over halfway, you only need to go to the remaining dozen towns in Jiangcheng for another month, and you will be able to deliver satisfactory results to the City Lord. You must not do it at this time. Give up."

Mo Ying waited quietly for him to finish speaking, and couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart, if he hadn't learned that Wei Qing was on Mo Chenghuai's side early in the morning, he couldn't help being moved by it.

"I've made up my mind." Mo Ying said decisively: "I had an accident a few days ago, but luckily I was rescued by the people in the village. I want to repay my savior."

Wei Qing was puzzled, and continued to follow Mo Ying's words, "It's really a blessing, it's all because of my ineffective care, which made the young city lord suffer."

"I don't know who this benefactor is, so I might as well visit one or two first."

"Don't go." Mo Ying blushed and shouted.

He seemed to be aware of his emotional agitation, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "He is alone now, I don't trust him, just tell my father about it, he will definitely stand by my side."

"The city lord always loves you, but it's too hard here, why not..." Wei Qing suggested.

"No," Mo Ying shook his head, "I still don't want him to know my identity, and you are not allowed to find someone in the village, go back to the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible, and don't make him suspicious."

Wei Qing looked embarrassed, "But..."

"Don't you even listen to my words?" Mo Ying said coldly, his aura still remained, and he calmed down the people present for a moment.

"Your subordinates dare not," Wei Qing's abacus was ringing in his heart, and he was still thinking of Mo Ying submissively on the surface, "After all, you are a villager, and my subordinates are also worried about your suffering. Why don't I leave some troops for you?"

Mo Ying frowned and pretended to think, and waved her hand after a while, "No, it's easy to expose my identity, please leave some money for me."

Wei Qing's face froze, he stared at Mo Ying for a few times, and then said, "It's only natural."

After taking the money, Mo Ying didn't bother to talk hypocritically with them. He wanted to solve it as soon as possible, so he urged Wei Qing to leave immediately. Before he left, he saw a few hens in the yard, so he thought of eating.

In addition to carrying away two chickens and half a basket of eggs, he also took away the noodles in the kitchen.

Mo Ying walked out happily carrying his things, preventing these people from thinking of seeing him off, but only warning them to leave quickly.

Little did he know that his last move completely dispelled Wei Qing's suspicion.

"I didn't expect Mo Ying to fall in love with that fool." He clapped his hands and smiled. The former Mo Ying would not care about these things, as long as he took the money, he would feel that it was enough.

Although I don't know what is so outstanding about that fool, but it is a good thing to trap Mo Ying.

"Master Wei, what should we do next?" The man in a green robe stood behind Wei Qing, and he was relieved when he saw that Mo Ying didn't realize what they were doing.

Wei Qing had an inscrutable smile on his face, "Naturally, I want to help the Young City Master fulfill his wish as soon as possible."

With Mo Ying's temperament and the pampered life he had when he was a child, he didn't think that Mo Ying could live with a farmer, and now it was just the beginning of freshness.

And he must do his best to help Mo Ying stay, so that he can win a favor in front of the city lord, and also eliminate Mo Ying's future troubles.

The inspector said that he had found the Young City Master, and hurriedly left Sanhe Village.

The village chief didn't even have time to see the young city lord again. He only remembered that on the first day they arrived in Sanhe Village, he saw a figure from a distance, who looked very difficult to get along with.

Mo Ying returned home excitedly, closed the door, and placed the things she brought back.

The silver taels he got back from Wei Qing were not too much, just 30 taels. Although I don't know how much Sanhe Village spent, the 30 taels should be enough for them to live for a while.

The eggs and fine noodles were placed in the kitchen, but the two chickens were still tied together. He tossed and turned in the yard for a long time, but couldn't find the cage, so he had to forcefully tie the chickens to the old stake.

The rabbit on the side was frightened, and kept moving away, its coat color turned to earthy gray.

After placing them, it was already ten minutes before noon, Mo Ying put the young grass that Jiang Huaisheng put aside and put it next to the rabbit, hesitated for a moment, and let the two roosters crow.

He didn't know what the chicken was eating. If he fed it wrong, he might have an accident. It shouldn't be a big deal if he was hungry.

After Mo Ying comforted herself, she went into the kitchen to make a hot meal.

The water in the pot boiled, and after a while the vegetables and porridge on the cage became hot. He hurriedly put out the fire, and went to serve the vegetables on the cage again. His fingers were so hot that he had no choice but to touch his ears while trying to take them off. way.

The meal made his forehead sweat, and when he put down his chopsticks, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Mo Ying looked at the slanting shadows outside, secretly calculated the time, Jiang Huaisheng would be back in a few hours, he couldn't help his smile, thinking that he was the only one at home, and he didn't restrain himself deliberately Own.

Jiang Huaisheng took a sip of the water in the kettle, gnawed the wild fruit in his hand, and lay down with sweat running down the side of his face, the back of his short shirt was already wet, he wiped his sweat and continued to go deep walking around.

He has picked a lot of medicinal herbs now, and his stomach is empty, but because of his previous miscalculation, the only thing that can fill his stomach now is wild fruits in the forest.

Yesterday he was lucky enough to catch a few prey, but today he found nothing, Jiang Huaisheng didn't care, he moved his wrist, his eyes lit up when he saw something on the tree in front of him.

The huge beehive hung high, and there was still honey dripping down from the tree trunk. He didn't look closely, but just made a mark and continued walking inside.

He remembered all the medicinal herbs along the road, and occasionally stopped to dig out two with his hands. He didn't stop until the shadow slanted eastward, ready to go down the mountain.

When walking back, he looked at the trap he had set again, and he harvested a pheasant with bright tail feathers, which was a pleasant surprise.

I stayed on the mountain for a long time today, and when Jiang Huaisheng came to the town, the hottest period had already passed. He bought two steamed buns at the roadside steamed stuffed bun shop, gulped down two mouthfuls of water, and finally There is a feeling of seeing the sun again.

Jiang Huaisheng was standing opposite the steamed stuffed bun shop, staring at the movement of the person kneading the dough and kneading the steamed buns inside, wishing to copy this skill to himself.

He must learn this, whether it is collecting herbs or going to the fields in the future, dry food must always be brought.

Jiang Huaisheng was not half full after eating the steamed buns, so he followed his memory and walked to the restaurant, thinking about Mo Ying again, not sure if Mo Ying was full at noon.

He thought about Mo Ying's face, he didn't know if he was an adult or not, which made him embarrassed to do it.

That's not right, if Mo Ying is really the lost son of the city lord, it just so happens that he is eighteen this year, and it is said that he will go back to take care of some things in the city after the tour starts this year.

After two years and reaching the crown, he will be able to stand alone and start acting on behalf of the city lord.

"Little brother, the quality of the medicinal herbs is good, but the quantity is not large. What do you think if I give you three hundred coins?" The shopkeeper of the medicine shop interrupted Jiang Huaisheng's thoughts.

"Yes." The price is similar to what the guy said yesterday, if not higher, so Jiang Huaisheng naturally nodded.

Three hundred cash is not a small sum, so he stuffed the copper coins into the bamboo basket where the medicinal herbs were stored in his waist money, and planned to buy some oil and noodles.

The ones bought yesterday were obviously not enough. There was almost nothing in the house. Naturally, Jiang Huaisheng bought not thin noodles, but thick noodles mixed with some yellow, and he added some cornmeal. He put these in the basket and sold them again. Stop in front of the vegetable stand.

"Do you want purple melon? It's fresh." The vegetable seller eagerly sold it, "There are also freshly picked bamboo shoots."

Jiang Huaisheng glanced at the bamboo shoots wrapped in leaves, and sighed softly in his heart, why did he forget that there are still edible bamboo shoots on the mountain, he picked two eggplants, and added a handful of green onions, "Let's go with these first."

As for the name of purple melon, Jiang Huaisheng didn't intend to change it, as long as he knew what it was.

After paying the money, today's work is almost done. Jiang Huaisheng stopped by a butcher's shop before continuing to walk in the direction of Sanhe Village.

At this time, he couldn't hold the meat anymore, so he didn't think about such a difficult matter for the time being.

Jiang Huaisheng returned early today. When he reached Sanhe Village, the sky had just darkened. Most of the people had already eaten, and there was only a small chance of smoking.

He entered the house smoothly all the way, and was not surprised by this result, but there will definitely be a few more temptations in the future.

What he was most afraid of was that Mo Ying would be recognized. Presumably, Mo Ying's subordinates would definitely not let him stay here. There was a trace of bitterness on the corners of Jiang Huaisheng's lips, which was still too weak.

The difference between Mo Ying and him is like cloud and mud. One is a young city lord with a noble status and a bright future, and the other is a poor farmer.

He was not afraid to try his best to catch up with Mo Ying, but he was worried that before he could catch up, Mo Ying would be hooked away by others.

Jiang Huaisheng thought a lot, and when he knocked on the door, he still had a gentle smile.

Mo Ying almost trotted out to open the door, she was unabashedly surprised when she saw Jiang Huaisheng, and she came back an hour earlier than yesterday.

He was also worried that Jiang Huaisheng came back early because of himself, and also worried that it was because of the frustration of selling herbs, so he asked carefully, "Is today going well?"

"Of course." Jiang Huaisheng raised his eyebrows and joked, "Do you believe me?"

"No, you are very powerful." Mo Ying's eyes were dark, and she replied to him very seriously. From a farmer to a general, it is far from being lucky.

Jiang Huaisheng closed the door, took off the basket and carried it in his hand, and was walking across the kitchen, when he heard this, he stopped, and pinched Mo Ying's cheek, "You are the only one who can talk."

He couldn't tell that Mo Ying was serious, but he didn't expect this little husband to think so highly of him.

Feeling very at ease, he took out the contents of the basket slowly, and then noticed with sharp eyes that there were more than ten eggs in the basket where the vegetables were originally placed.

Jiang Huaisheng looked at the extra bag of noodles again, feeling a panic in his heart, the original owner didn't know such a generous person, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and decided to ask directly.

"Where did this egg come from?"