Chapter 44
Ye Hao took his bag and came to the big pagoda tree at the south end of the village. This big pagoda tree grew on a small soil slope. It is said that it is more than a hundred years old, so the big pagoda tree has become the favorite of the people in Niujia Village. A sign, and under the soil slope of the big locust tree, there is a piece of fertile land.

This fertile land was the home of the Widow Wang. At this time, Ye Hao climbed up the slope and saw two figures in the distant land at a glance.

One of them was a middle-aged woman in flowered cloth trousers. Her hair was coiled up, her face and skin were fair, and she looked very beautiful. This person was the widow of the king of the Niu Family Village.

"Tsk tsk... After ten years, Aunt Wang is still so beautiful, no wonder this old thing has not changed her nature!" Ye Hao couldn't help sighing.

Next to Widow Wang stood a gray old man, holding a shovel in his hand. Although his hair was a little gray, his appearance was almost the same as that of a middle-aged man. Ho pulls big people, his dearest relatives.Ye Hao didn't know Mo Lao's real name, he only knew that his surname was Mo, and Mo Lao's identity was even more mysterious.

Ye Hao has been very curious about Mo Lao's identity since he was a child. He used to listen in on the side, but Mo Lao never revealed it. However, after so many years, he didn't bother to inquire and guess. Anyway, Mo Lao is already in this Niujia Village. I have lived here for nearly 20 years, and I have long been a member of the village.

At this time, Widow Wang was bending over and holding sweet potato seedlings in one hand. She put the sweet potato seedlings into the pit, and old man Mo standing beside him used a shovel to lift up the soil to bury the seedlings.

However, old man Mo's disrespectful eyes kept drifting to the inside of Widow Wang's loose gown.

Seeing this scene, Ye Hao immediately had black lines on his face, and grinned: "How old is the old man, why is he still interested?"

"Old man, I'm back!" Ye Hao walked towards the land below and shouted loudly.

The busy Widow Wang and Mo Lao looked over in surprise, and when they saw that it was Ye Hao, they showed surprise.

"This little fox is back as expected!" Old Man Mo said with a smile.

Widow Wang gave him a blank look and said, "You two are real! He calls you old man, but you call him little fox!"

"Ah! Xiao Haozi, you are back!" Widow Wang stood up and laughed.

"Aunt Wang, long time no see! I haven't seen you for a few years, you are even more beautiful! Our old things have harassed you a lot in recent years!" Ye Hao began to tease as soon as he came up.

Old man Mo's eyelids twitched, and he quickly glared at Ye Hao.

But Ye Hao turned a blind eye at all, hum!You old bastard secretly took away my hard-earned money, you have long lost your majesty and status with me!It's useless to stare!

Widow Wang has a relatively shy personality, and she feels a little embarrassed to be teased by Ye Hao like this.

"You little Haozi! Now that you have grown up, you dare to make fun of my aunt? Don't you want to eat tonight!" Widow Wang said with a blushing face.

"Ahem! Aunt Wang! I'm worried about our old stuff! This guy's instinct is to see a beautiful woman, younger than us..." Ye Hao is going to slap Old Man Mo severely.

Old man Mo's eyelids twitched, he had to stop it, otherwise the image he had built up over the years would be ruined by this little fox.

"I said you brat, you can't hold your tongue when you come back! After all these years, you can't just practice your lips, right? Come here, let's practice!" Old man Mo walked out of the field as he said, swiping He picked up the shovel and threw it at Ye Hao.

This startled Widow Wang, this little Haozi finally came back, how could this grandpa do it?

But the next scene, she was relieved.

Seeing that Old Man Mo's shovel hadn't reached Ye Hao's approach, he moved his feet, quickly dodged the blow, and then stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the shovel's iron rake.

"Huh?" Old man Mo found that Ye Hao pushed him over with his strength.

"I haven't seen you brat for so many years, your strength has increased!" Old man Mo, an old fox, grinned, suddenly a strong breath emanated from his body, and then a stronger force burst out from his arm .

"Spiritual power?" Ye Hao's eyelids twitched, and he secretly said that this old thing is really shameless, and he used his spiritual power to resist himself so quickly.

But now he has also succeeded in condensing his spiritual energy, and of course he can also display his spiritual power. In the next moment, his arm also erupts with a powerful spiritual blessing.

The strength of the two of them was already very strong, coupled with the blessing and resistance of spiritual power, the wooden handle of the shovel immediately couldn't bear it.

"Crack!"

The shovel, which had been fine, snapped in two.

Although Ye Hao succeeded in condensing his spiritual energy, he was only a condensed layer of energy when he stepped into the door. Of course, his spiritual power was not as strong as Mo Lao's. The invisible fluctuations of the remaining spiritual power immediately shocked him back three steps.

But at this moment, old man Mo looked at Ye Hao in surprise, and said excitedly: "Haha... you bastard... unexpectedly... you succeeded in condensing your spiritual energy?"

"That's right! If I didn't condense successfully, could I come back to see you!" Ye Hao grinned.

"Haha! It's really great!" Old man Mo stomped his feet excitedly, without any signs of aging, happy like a child.

"What's so good!" Old man Mo just said a word, but the widow Wang who came from behind screwed up his ears, and said angrily: "A good shovel was broken by you old bastard! Hurry up and pack up your things and go back." Home! Xiao Haozi is back, I'm going to make something delicious for him tonight!"

"Uh! Good!" Old Man Mo nodded quickly, and went to pack the housework tools for farm work.

Ye Hao, who was standing by the side, was stunned. Is this the fierce old man Mo who he knew?Why is it that the widow Wang has tidied up her so submissively now?Unexpectedly, this old thing is also a master who is afraid of women.

Ye Hao remembered that when he was a child, old man Mo used to boast that he had seen countless women, and every woman who fell in love with him named him the Supreme Emperor. Now the Supreme Emperor didn't see it, so why did he see the chief executive?However, from the smile on Mo Lao's face, Ye Hao can see that Mo Lao has lived very comfortably these years.

Some people say that people's language can deceive people, but people's eyes and wrinkles cannot deceive people, and the faint wrinkles on Old Man Mo's face seem to have bloomed.

"Xiao Haozi! I have planted sweet potatoes in this field. When the sweet potatoes are harvested, they can be eaten from autumn to winter! You are back today, and my aunt will cook chicken for you when I come home!" Widow Wang came over laughed.

Ye Hao's eyes lit up immediately, because he remembered the taste of nostalgia many years ago.

(End of this chapter)

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