Twenty-first Section Big Tiao Le (Down)

  At noon, Shen Mo was preparing lunch when he heard someone knocking on the door again.

  She opened the door and saw that it was Qī Gūniáng from downstairs. She was holding a tray with a steaming bowl of fish soup, a jar of white rice, and smiled at Shen He: "I made some extra dishes for lunch, thinking that Master Shen's body is not convenient, so I brought them up. Don't mind the simple food."

  Shen He's mouth could swallow a duck egg, and he thought to himself, how did he faint for a moment, and the world completely changed? The strict and cold Shen family suddenly became generous, and the hostile Seventh Girl also became a good neighbor. Why does this stinky boy have such great magical power?

  Shen Mo didn't know what was going on in Lao Ye's mind, and happily said to Qi Gu Niang: "Great, now I don't have to cook, I was worried about that just now."

  The seventh girl put down the tray and chuckled: "As long as the young master doesn't mind, it's fine."

  Shen silently shook her head. Seeing Qiuniang turn around to leave, she hastily called out to her: "There's some rice and vegetables here, take half of it back with you, Seventh Sister."

  Actually, Seventh Young Lady saw the basket of fresh vegetables and the two plates of pork and beef at the door as soon as she came in. Upon hearing this, she was quite moved, but felt too embarrassed to say anything, so she hastily shook her head and said: "This is Mr. Shen's and Little Master's food allowance, it can't be used." As she spoke, she quickly made a grab for the door and rushed out, fearing that if she stayed any longer, she wouldn't be able to bear not agreeing to it.

  Watching her leave, Shen Mo smiled at his father and said: "There are so many things, we can't finish them ourselves, why not send some down to let Seventh Young Lady eat together?" This was indeed the truth, those things sent by the house servants were enough for the two of them to eat for half a month. Rice and flour were still okay, but those fresh meat dishes couldn't be kept for long.

  "He threw me a calabash, and I repaid him with a pearl." Shen He nodded his head and smiled: "Very good, very good."

  Silently in his heart he smiled: 'How sour, how sour...' But seeing the old man regain his composure, he was still very pleased.

  She gathered up half a basket of those ingredients, silently picked them up and sent them to Seventh Sister. After pretending to decline several times, she happily accepted them, saying: "Leave the raw ones for now, I'll serve you cooked ones at mealtime."

  "Never mind, those at home are also inedible."

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  As soon as she came out of her house, Shen Mo saw a painting screen appear in the yard, with a small package in hand.

  "This is his creditor." Shen Mo hastily cupped his hands and said: "Miss Huaping."

  Seeing him bowing to himself, the screen suddenly turned red and said: "Can't help it, can't help it." He whispered: "I came to see Mr. Shen."

  "Please go up quickly." Shen Mo stretched out his hand and invited him.

  "Let's not disturb Mr. Shen's rest anymore." The voice behind the screen was as soft as a mosquito hum, "We can find a place to talk instead."

  Shenmo Xin said, "Is this what they call coming to visit my father?" and then went downstairs saying, "Let's go talk in the flower pavilion." He led her stumbling along, until they reached a cool pavilion covered in wisteria. It was currently in full bloom, and all that could be seen was a vast expanse of noble pale purple, like a magnificent waterfall cascading down from above, with no visible beginning or end. The deeper you looked, the darker the color became, as if the purple hue was truly flowing down the waterfall, settling at the bottom.

  When the painting screen girl was immersed in it, she said with a silly expression: "Because every flower is blooming on top and waiting to be put down below." Suddenly, the beautiful atmosphere was ruined.

  "It's broken." The painting screen girl pouted and threw the package into Shen Mo's arms, saying "Try it out."

  She silently opened the package and took a look, it was a set of moon-white Confucian robes, along with a new belt and shoes, everything was complete. She couldn't help but laugh and say: "Where did you buy this? It looks very high-quality."

  "Are you buying? It would be strange if you could buy it." Huaping said with a puffed up face: "You try to see if it fits first before talking?"

  "Didn't take a bath, afraid of getting clothes dirty."

  "Let you try, then try!" Huabing Xingyuan glared roundly: "If you don't try it, give it to me. I'll go back and cut it into rags as a rag."

  "No, no, it's hot, let's take a break." Shen Mo quickly surrendered and said: "Can't I try?" As he spoke, he openly untied his belt and took off his tattered outer shirt.

  The screen let out a soft "tsk" sound, turned around, and covered her scorching cheeks with both hands, her voice trembling as she said: "How embarrassing..." The skin of bookworms is really white, the screen thought to herself.

  Mo Yan said, "I'm still wearing shorts and a short jacket." He thought this was a very normal thing and didn't pay much attention to it. After quickly putting on the new clothes, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "It really fits well!"

  Hua Ping finally turned around, wanting to take a look at his own masterpiece, but was stunned... He saw that except for the tattered clothes on Shen Mo's body, everything else about him had changed. The white Confucian shirt with its elegant cut made his skin look even whiter and more delicate, and his facial features were refined and handsome. His handsomeness was tempered with a hint of gentleness! Especially those eyes that shone like stars, making people afraid to gaze at them directly, as if they would get trapped in their depths just by looking once.

  What a handsome and elegant young man, an excellent son in a mundane world!

  The painting screen is no longer foolish. Seeing that he had only changed his clothes, he became so extraordinary, the girl's heart was filled with mixed emotions, there was excitement, there was excitement, but what she felt most deeply was despair.

  He silently watched her daze for a while, and had no choice but to speak up: "Can you take it off now?"

  "Oh..." The screen returned to its senses, and after a complex change in expression, nodded: "Take it off."

  He silently and quickly took off his shirt, folded it neatly, and put it back in the package. Following his usual habit of pretending to be casual, he handed it over to Hua Ping. He thought to himself, "If you decline it once more, I'll keep it." A man matches his clothes, a horse matches its saddle, this guy really likes this shirt.

  Who would have thought that the soul of the painting screen was not at home, and he took over the package, not daring to look at him, said: "I'm leaving." After finishing, he hurriedly left.

  Shen Xiaoxiang's eyes widened in shock, his mind wailing: 'Which act is this? Is it really just trying on clothes?'

  But the clothes belong to someone else's family, what can you do if they don't give them to you?

  Silence could only pick up the tattered clothes on the ground, put them back on his body, and sighed repeatedly: "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, this saying is not wrong at all." He prepared to go back and ask Seventh Girl to help him mend these broken clothes, otherwise he would have to show off his butt...

  As soon as he returned to Wēn Tāo Yuàn, he saw Shen Jing pacing back and forth with a worried look on his face.

  As soon as he saw him return, Shen Jing rushed over and tightly grasped his arm, saying: "You're finally back! Just now, the government office sent a message saying that the eldest son was taken away by someone!"

  Division line

  Today is early, haha, it seems that the restriction on voting has been lifted, everyone votes hard, and the monk has already been pulled down a long way, 555555......