Zhuang Rou brought grapes back to the small house in Douhu County. She couldn't go back to the capital tonight. She felt that her brother would definitely be nagging again when he knew about it. But it was strange that her brother only said that she would come back early, but did not ask her not to be arrested.

It seems that my brother still thinks that it’s good to pass the time with something.

She rode back to the small house and found that the door lock was missing. Could it be that she had entered the thief?

Thinking of pushing open the door, he found that there were lights on the first floor hall, and there were figures shaking inside. Before she could go over and see if it was her brother, the door opened. Zhuang Xuewen put his hand in his sleeve and looked at her and smiled, "I'm back so late?"

"Brother, can you live here if you don't go back?" Zhuang Rou looked at him curiously. He didn't have so many days before that he didn't go home, and now he's all here and never go back.

Before Zhuang Xuewen could speak, someone flashed out of the room. He raised his hand and held the door frame to look at her and said in a drunken way: "Oh, this is your sister, and she is wearing a suit for arrest, which is interesting."

He was a tall man with a stubborn face. Although he was drunk, his eyes could not be concealed. Just as he stood at the door, a deterrent force was emitting. The person standing behind Zhuang Xuewen was not an individual, but a tiger ready to go.

"Brother, if you have friends, I will go upstairs first. This is the grapes given to me by the little prince. I wanted to deliver them to my home tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to be here." Zhuang Rou was not afraid of him, but looked at Zhuang Xuewen with a basket and said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly came over and the basket fell into his hand in the next breath. The handkerchief covered it was lifted, revealing the grapes inside. The man directly lifted the grapes and raised his head and started eating them regardless of others.

Zhuang Rou looked down at her hand. When the basket was just taken away, she didn't even react at all. Then she raised her head and watched him chewing grapes, eating very rudely, and many of them fell down.

She frowned, pulled out the iron stick from her waist and rushed forward, and hit the man's hand. Because he was his brother's friend, he would not directly hit the head.

Zhuang Xuewen took two steps back and moved away from the door. Zhuang Rou had already rushed to the man and hit his arm with an iron rod.

At this moment, the man's hand turned and grabbed the iron rod. Zhuang Rou felt that the iron rod in her hand was suddenly fixed and could not move at all.

"What a hot girl, but she's too weak." He looked over with his face sideways, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Unable to pull out the iron stick, Zhuang Rou suddenly let go, and the man rushed into his arms. The man held the grapes in one hand and grabbed the iron stick in the other hand. He smiled as she was throwing her arms into her arms.

Bang!

Zhuang Rou jumped up and hit his head hard on his face. The man didn't expect that she would hit someone directly with her head. No matter how strong the force was, she wouldn't be able to train her nose. She suddenly felt a soreness in her nose.

He put his hand on his back and leaned back to avoid the second attack. Zhuang Rou had already bent down and caught the grapes with both hands. He jumped to the side and saw that there were only half a bunch of grapes left.

Ignoring the crappy man, she took off the damaged area and looked at Zhuang Xuewen with grievance, "Brother, there is only half a bunch of grapes left. The little prince said that grapes are only available in the palace now. If you eat them now, one grain is worth a thousand gold. I wanted to bring them back for you to taste, but now it has become like this!"

Zhuang Xuewen sighed, walked into the room and touched her head and said, "It's okay, your brother knows, there is still a half string of things, don't bother with this drunk."

"What's the value of a thousand gold? Only those nobles are the treasures that are used as treasures to scare the people to play. It's not a valuable thing." The man said unhappily, covering his nose, and then he realized that he was bleeding.

Zhuang Rou gave him a blank look, "Since it's not worth it, then you pay me ten strings."

The man hummed and said disdainfully: "Not now, don't talk about ten strings in the future, I'll give you ten baskets."

"Is autumn?" Zhuang Rou said coldly. It was the season when grapes were ripe, and who would still care about how much they wanted.

"..." The man wiped away the blood from his nose with his sleeves without any attention. His tall body approached Zhuang Rou, and he immediately felt a feeling of oppression like a mountain, and even the candlelight was blocked by his figure.

He supported the wall with one hand and lowered his head and said, "I will give you ten baskets next spring, how about it as a betrothal gift?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a knife-like gaze piercing over. He glanced at the side with his eyes squinted, and saw Zhuang Xuewen's face was like an evil ghost in the shadow of the candlelight, and his eyes were staring at him tightly.

Suddenly, he heard a loud bang, and he felt a huge pain under his crotch. He grinned and gritted his teeth and arched his waist and took a few steps back, holding the table and couldn't speak.

"Brother, I'll go upstairs first and let this guy leave early. The wine tastes too bad." Zhuang Rou put down the grapes, walked out of the room angrily and headed straight for the well, and wanted to fetch water and wash and go to rest.

I don’t know where my brother got the bastard. It’s so hateful. It’s such an annoying person.

Zhuang Xuewen looked at him expressionlessly and warned in a low voice: "Mr. Mo, that's my sister. If you are rude to her again, I will be rude to you."

Mo Zuo took a deep breath, stood up and was half a head taller than Zhuang Xuewen, and said rebelliously: "I really think Ling Mei is good. A gentle and virtuous woman is not suitable for my family. With her status and status, marrying me is not a loss."

"It's just your mess?" Zhuang Xuewen said coldly, "My sister has no longer looked down on you, so there is no need to mention such boring things in the future."

"It doesn't matter if she hates me. Are you not her brother? As long as you agree, it will only benefit you." Mo Zuo said stubbornly.

Zhuang Xuewen's eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to speak, Zhuang Rou had washed her face with cold water and was carrying a bucket of well water to go upstairs. Hearing his words, he stood at the door and poured a bucket of cold water over, and all splashed on Mo Zuo's body.

Looking at him who was soaked in a stool, Zhuang Rou snorted, "You're sober now, I'll tell you nonsense." After that, he threw him down and turned away.

Mo Zuo watched her leave blankly, and he did wake up a lot of alcohol. After a while of silence, he looked at Zhuang Xuewen with a serious expression and said, "I am looking for such a woman who can take on the heavy responsibility of the clan."

"She won't marry you. It's just your mess. Will I send my sister to die?" Zhuang Xuewen said coldly.

However, Mo Zuo didn't care at all, but said cautiously: "You didn't say you didn't agree. With Ling Mei's behavior, she should decide who Ling Mei should marry. As long as I conquer her with my heroism, I believe Ling Mei won't dislike my family, and even if she jumps into the fire pit, she will marry me without hesitation."

"Brother Wen is a reasonable person. I am very grateful for your help, but things must be said one by one. If Ling Mei can marry into my family, we will be relatives. Isn't it just a word to do what you want to do?"

Zhuang Xuewen sat down at the table and smiled slightly, "Is that so? Master Mo can try it to see if she wants it or not."

"Don't make trouble behind me. I'm going to leave at the 16th. Before the 15th, my sister will definitely agree to marry me!" Mo Zuo said confidently.

"Seven days? Let's make a bet. If you lose, the General's Mansion of Zhenguo will have to stand on my side." Zhuang Xuewen said with a smile.

Mo Zuo paused, "You actually bet on Ling Mei!"

Zhuang Xuewen picked up the wine pot and added wine to himself, and said slowly: "You still can't bear to leave, afraid that you will lose?"

Knowing that he was using the provocation method, Mo Zuo was still willing to take it. It is difficult to find such a fierce woman now. If she was in charge of the capital, she would not be afraid of her family being bullied here. Her mother's temperament is really soft and makes people feel at ease.

Although the bet was a little bigger, the situation in the mansion is not good now, and I can't stay for a few days. If I marry her, Zhuang Xuewen will also provide a lot of conveniences, so he said, "Okay, that's it!"

"Don't drink this wine. Where is my room? Rest and see Ling Mei tomorrow." Mo Zuo didn't drink wine. He looked at his dusty appearance and felt that it was necessary to tidy up.

Zhuang Xuewen said in reverse: "You climbed over the wall and went home to fall asleep. You originally wanted you to live here, but now you can't do it."

Mo Zuo refused, "I said I could live here, so it was convenient to see my mother, but it was not easy to be noticed. Now why did you regret it? You clearly said you wouldn't make trouble behind the scenes."

Seeing that he was dissatisfied, Zhuang Xuewen stood up, opened the fan and fanned it, looking at him and said with a smile: "Okay, then let's have a room with me, my bed is big."

This guy!

Mo Zuo slapped the table generously and gritted his teeth and said, "I've been sleeping with the soldiers in the army for too many times, and I'm afraid you won't be able to do it!"

"Be honest to me at night, otherwise I will burn the Zhenguo Mansion with fire." Zhuang Xuewen threw down a warning and walked out of the house. He should have rested at this time.

The two of them took off their shirts and bare-handedly at the well, lifted up the large bucket of cold well water, poured the water from their heads and washed them, and compared them secretly.

While they were struggling down, Zhuang Rou had already gone to bed, and was not scared by Shi Zang's execution and had nightmares. She slept until dawn.

When she got up in the morning, she rubbed her sleepy eyes downstairs, trying to wash her face with well water, so she woke up and went to have breakfast. Today, there are still many things to do, but she promised the little prince that she wanted to find out the case.

Halfway through her way, she was stunned on the stairs.

In the small yard downstairs, there was a man with strong muscles exposed and scarred and practicing boxing.

Looking at the handsome man with a shaved beard, a twenties who had a sharp look and a heroic aura, Zhuang Rou looked confused. Who is this guy? Why did she practice boxing with bare shirt in her yard early in the morning?

However, the punches he hit are really good...

Mo Zuo finished his fist confidently, then closed his fist and raised his head to Zhuang Rou who was standing on the stairs in a daze, showing a manly charming smile, "Jess Zhuang, Mo Zuo, under the bottom of the box, will be the one who marrys you."

Zhuang Rou looked at him in a daze and suddenly screamed, "Brother!"
Chapter completed!