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When Mo Xiaomi was washing dishes and cleaning at home, someone knocked on the door and shouted outside.

"Is Millet at home?" Someone shouted outside.

Mo Xiaomi listened carefully to the voice of Steward Zhou, immediately put down the broom in his hand, and ran over to open the door, it was really Steward Zhou.

"Grandpa Zhou, you're so fast." Mo Xiaomi praised, especially when he saw the eggs and meat in Grandpa Zhou's basket, and the old hen and meat in the other hand, "Grandpa Zhou, you come to the house to sit and rest." ”

"No, I'm going back to cooking. A chicken weighs seven pieces and two pounds; two catties of pork, four pieces of two; Forty eggs, eight dollars, a total of nineteen dollars four, found six cents. Steward Zhou took out six cents from his wallet.

Mo Xiaomi took the change and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhou, when I make something delicious, please eat." ”

"No thanks, I usually go to the market every two or three days. If you still want to carry something, go find me. Steward Zhou smiled, "Okay, don't say much, I'm going back, I have time to come to the house to play, my young master is also a child, I like to play with children." ”

"Mm-hmm, when my family is done, I'll go play with your children." Mo Xiaoxiao responded, and finally found an opportunity to contact Gu Yanze openly, you can go to his house to play, after a long time, even a stone can be hot.

"Good boy." Steward Zhou praised, and then turned around and rode away on his bicycle.

Mo Xiaomi's change was put aside, and then he found the chicken coop at home and put the old hen in it, there is pork today, so he won't eat it, and he will raise it with good food and drink, and then sharpen his knife to the old hen tomorrow.

"Xiaomi, who came just now?" Mo Huihui heard the voice and didn't see her daughter come in, worried that a bad person would come in.

Mo Xiaomi still didn't go in, but sorted out the things he bought outside, and said: "It's Grandpa Zhou in the small western-style building at the entrance of the village, grandpa gave me twenty yuan, and asked me to wait for someone at the entrance of the village to go to the market and help our family buy some meat, old hen." ”

"Oh, since you know each other, you can talk about it, but if you meet someone you don't know in the future, you can't talk nonsense." Mo Huihui confessed, worried that her daughter was too kind and would be deceived. It's okay at home, but I'm afraid that when I grow up in the future, when I go to the outside world, I can't keep up with the rhythm of the outside and be bullied.

"I got it, Mom." Mo Xiaomi, does she have a face that is easy to be deceived, and grandpa and mother have always been worried about her being deceived?

Well, Mo Xiaomi never admits that he is badly kind, let alone that he is often deceived.

However, Mo Xiaomi is not stupid, but she doesn't want to care too much, whether it is to relatives, friends, or business partners, she doesn't force others, and she doesn't want others to force her.

At noon, Mo millet made steamed eggs, and when the rice was steamed, it was steamed by the way, and it was smooth and tender; Stir-fried pork stewed green beans with some vermicelli, it is very delicious. Mo Mi left some of the steamed eggs and vegetables for herself, and then put the rest in a clean iron basin, put it in a basket, and covered it with a straw lid. The rice is served in clay pots, and the steamed eggs are poured directly into it, making it easy to carry.

Mo Xiaomi carried a green military kettle cross-body, carrying a basket of vegetables in front and rice poured with steamed eggs in the back, and walked leisurely on the road.

Mo Xiaomi's delivery of food passed under the small western-style building, Gu Yanze was drinking water, he hadn't eaten much in the morning, and he was a little hungry, but he wouldn't say anything, anyway, he would have lunch in a while.