It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

In the kitchen, Mo Wuming skillfully kneaded noodles and stir-fried vegetables, but it took only three quarters of an hour to get two dishes on one side.

The handmade noodles are uniform in thickness and not sticky at all. There are a lot of side dishes such as mung bean sprouts and tofu skin, and green vegetables are dotted among them. It looks and smells very delicious. There is also a round fried egg, full marks.

"Brother Fang, wash your hands and eat~"

"Yeah." Fang Mian simply tied his hair, and the knot was very strong. He didn't want Mo Wuming to tie him a bow, but when he thought of the bow he saw in the mirror, his face became even more numb.

Mo Wuming, who didn't notice Fang Mian's slander at all, set the meal cheerfully, and looked at Fang Mian with a stiff face, he looked cute and festive, haha.

"Hurry up, you ordered it. The tenderloin has been marinated and it's a bit old, but I treated it specially, and it tastes good. Try it."

Fang Mian ate silently without answering, um, it was delicious, and took another chopstick.

"Brother Fang, you gave Second Sister Du money today!"

"Huh?" Fang Mian looked up suspiciously, what's wrong?

"Second Sister Du asked me to return it to you. I persuaded her to accept it. Don't give it back in the next few days. Our villagers are simple and kind. Hot."

I gave Mo Wuming a contemptuous glance, I gave you 100 taels, why didn't I see you flustered, I didn't see you burning your hands!It's only two taels for Mrs. Du.

Mo Wuming paused for a moment with the hand holding the cucumber. How did he see that Fang Mian despised him? Is it an illusion?Illusion!He looked at Fang Mian again, this man was devoting himself to eating, and he didn't look up.

"Brother Fang? We won't give it tomorrow?" Seeing that Fang Mian was eating happily, his voice lowered and slowed down, and he carefully confirmed.

"Okay." After eating too much, this bowl of noodles is really filling.

It's good to agree, money is not burned like this, it doesn't matter if you burn money, I am so scared that Mrs. Du dare not come, then it will be troublesome.He sighed in relief, and thought of the question that Mrs. Du Ersao had asked before, and became interested, so I should be able to ask it!

Immediately put down the chopsticks and asked Fang Mian: "Brother Fang is married?"

Fang Mian frowned, looked at Mo Wuming strangely, and answered: "Nothing."

"How old is Brother Fang?"

What is the problem? Why does this person have so many problems today?But it's not something that can't be said, so I answered patiently: "The imaginary age is 20."

"One year older than me, you really should be called brother." The previous generation doesn't count.It is still a bit ashamed to say that I am 19 with a straight face, so I ignore it.

"Ah."

Um?What should you do? You really think I'm calling you brother!Mo Wuming let out a sigh, and quickly lowered his head to pick up the rice. Fang Mian had finished eating, and didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

Looking at the sullen Mo Wuming, Fang Mian was in a daze. He is 20 now, and it has been 12 years since his parents passed away.When I was a child, my mother sat at the table and watched him and his father snoring while eating, always smiling softly, and occasionally teasing him that he ate like a wild cat.

His parents were unintentionally involved in disputes between the rivers and lakes, just because he took in the injured brother Tong. He hated him so much, hated himself for being weak and incompetent at that time, and hated this indiscriminate and righteous family.As for Big Brother Tong, he once wished that his parents had never taken him in and hated him for bringing this disaster, but he also knew that Big Brother Tong was also innocent, so he couldn't blame him entirely, and that Big Brother Tong was sincerely kind to him. .

He is extremely demanding of power and power, he doesn't want to be controlled by others, he doesn't want to taste the powerlessness he had before, and he doesn't want the so-called decent families to act recklessly under his nose.

"Brother Fang?" Mo Wuming finished his noodles and found that Fang Mian was staring at the top of his... head?

"Why are you asking me these questions?"

"Ah, oh! It's the Second Aunt Du who asked me these questions about you. She wants to introduce her niece to you. Hehe..." Mo Wuming was successfully diverted by Fang Mian, and answered Fang Mian indifferently, asking him to be a Whether you are mentally prepared or not, Mrs. Du is not someone who gives up so easily.

Seeing that Fang Mian was surprised, she explained with a smile: "Second Sister Du is enthusiastic and likes to care about the marriage affairs of single young people. Brother Fang, you can think about it~".

Glancing at the bored people, they have already finished their meal, and there is no need to sit here, so they get up and walk to the back room.

Mo Wuming didn't stop him either, and contentedly packed up the dinner plate and took it to the kitchen to wash.

Only the sun was left in the setting sun, and Mo Wuming, who finished the daily housework, sent Fang Mian the wash water to the back room as usual, and he went to the bathroom to wash himself. It was very comfortable to take a hot bath after a busy day outside.

After taking a bath, the sky was gone, and the oil lamp was lit in the back room.Mo Wuming doesn't like to do those troublesome things when the light is bad, and he doesn't miss the high number of myopia glasses he used to have at all.

Put away the pen and ink and other books for practicing calligraphy, go to bed when it is late, and do things at what time is the wise way of living.

"Brother Fang, go to bed earlier, I've blown the lamp?" Seeing Fang Mian sitting on the edge of the bed in a meditating position, Mo Wuming suggested softly, "You, move in?"

Seeing that Mo Wuming couldn't understand him, Fang Mian said, "The weather is very good today."

"Yeah, it's pretty good." Mo Wuming wanted to scratch his head, maybe he wanted to go for a walk, wouldn't it be nice to sleep in bed?

"The ground is also very dry." So you can continue to lay the floor, Fang Mian indicated with his eyes.

Hehe, Mo Wuming really wanted to growl, but he pretended to be stupid and said, "It's pretty good, but it's too late to go out for a walk."

Before Fang Mian could speak, he moved and added, "Go to rest early, you need to recuperate, and I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so we can take a walk during the day."

As he said that, he blew out the light, avoided Fang Mian and climbed onto the bed, and wanted to let me sleep on the floor again, it was impossible, there was no door or window, hum.

After a peaceful night's sleep, Mo Wuming rubbed his stiff neck with a sullen face. He knew that the culprit was Fang Mian.

Last night, this guy didn't shy away from touching his sleeping point. He just closed his eyes and was awake, okay?Didn't he just ignore his proposal on purpose, the heroes of the rivers and lakes must be stingy.

Mo Wuming was doing daily stretching exercises in the yard, exhaling the turbid air in his body, he was generous, so he wouldn't care about Fang Mian.

I'm going to steam an egg for breakfast in a while. Yesterday, I saw that person seemed to like it very much. I want to smooth my hair, but don't be so determined to drive myself out of bed.By the way, this is my home, why should I be so humble? ?

After dinner, Mo Wuming told her as usual, and Mo Wuming drove the ox cart to Yi (lao) Yi (sooty) regret (departure) (leave).

Watching Mo Wuming leave, Fang Mian let out a breath. He always thought that he was calm and patient, but just now he wanted to hit someone.

Putting aside these innocuous trifles, he turned his head to look at Jiayi who appeared kneeling to see him, and said softly, "Get up."

"Yes, master."

"This place is secluded, the master's house has left, and there are almost no one around before noon, so go practice your sword at the back of the house."

"Yes, master. If you need anything, please tell Jiayi."

"Well, let's go."

As soon as Jia left with fists in his hands, Fang Mian went back to the back room to meditate and practice inner strength and mental methods.