Qin heard that it was his son's voice, so scared that he threw the basket away, and got up and rushed.

Seeing this, the others in the Mo family rushed over.

The screams are so shrill, can you encounter a beast or something?

It's over, how can a child fight against a highly aggressive beast?

Everyone rushed to the scene, holding wooden sticks picked up on the road, searching for wild animals everywhere. When they saw the scene in front of them, they were instantly shocked.

In a concave covered with grass, a nest of chickens flapping their wings. Qin was busy grabbing the chickens and tied their feet. Mo Jiaxing was helping by his side. Su Nanxi seemed to be frightened and fell to the ground.

Seeing the person coming clearly, Qin suppressed his voice and waved, "Come here to help!"

Everyone came to their senses, threw the wooden stick, and ran over.

They knew that whoever took the things in the mountains would belong to whom. If someone came over, there would be a lot of trouble. It would be important to catch them and hide them back.

These people had a tacit understanding and didn't speak. They tied the chickens and stuffed them into the backpack, and laid a few layers of grass on it, and then went home.

When I passed by the fields, I even called back the few people who were busy in the fields.

Someone asked strangely, but they all answered that Mo Qinghe was worried about being at home and he was uncomfortable.

The villagers had doubts, but they didn't explore it much. They were very busy and soon forgot.

Mo Qinghe was knitting at home by himself, and he always felt that it was difficult to concentrate and he didn't weave much in a long time. Just when he was upset, the Mo family came back in a mighty way.

The first reaction was that something happened, and I came back so early and was still so neat.

When I saw them pouring out a few chickens from their backpack, I was even more shocked.

Qin asked his son, "Jiaxing, is it your trap?"

Mo Jiaxing shook his head and pointed to Su Nanxi at the corner, "It was made by Aunt San, I'm just helping."

Everyone looked at Su Nanxi and didn't believe it.

Mo Jiaxing is not greedy for merit, "It's really made by Aunt San. Don't you know what I can do?"

Oh! That's true!

Everyone's eyes became different in an instant when they saw Su Nanxi. Su Nanxi couldn't understand it, and only felt that they were not so unfamiliar with her.

Mo Yunmei curled her lips and muttered, "Ji! It just happened, I really believe she can."

Su Nanxi waved his hand, gestured for a moment, and signaled them to place the chicken first.

The adults know and pick up the chicken with their hands and feet.

The children looked at Su Nanxi happily, wanting to get close but not daring.

Mo Jiaxing went there first, "Aunt San, I will be with you next time."

Su Nanxi nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, the other children were no longer afraid and rushed over, "I want it too, I want it too."

Su Nanxi didn't know what to do now. When he saw the radish head squeezed over, he raised his hand and didn't know where to put it.

The first time the child got close to her, although she didn't know her very well, she couldn't bear to wipe out the light in their eyes. She touched her head one by one and said that she could.

A string of children cheered, jumped around her for a while and ran away again.

Finally saw Mo Qinghe.

Su Nanxi ran over, put down his back basket, took out four eggs from a pile of leaves, placed them in front of Mo Qinghe, and gestured again.

Mo Qinghe looked at the eggs, "Do you want to cook them for me?"

Su Nanxi nodded.

Mo Qinghe looked up at her, "It's rare to have eggs, are you sure you'll give them all?"

Oh! There are so many eggs, but I don’t dare to take too much out at once!

Mo Qinghe's eyes flashed, "Don't you eat it?"

Oh! She eats it every day!

Su Nanxi simply took the egg and found Mrs. Mo, and gestured to ask her to kill the chicken to eat, leaving the eggs for Mo Qinghe to eat.

When everyone heard Mrs. Mo say she wanted to kill the chicken, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She couldn't remember when they last ate meat!

The chicken I caught this time was very big, with long feet and beautiful fur. It looked like it was not an ordinary chicken.

Old Mrs. Mo said to kill one and eat it, and keep the other five for sale for some money. The eggs were left to Mo Qinghe for eating. Everyone had no objection.

Su Nanxi, a person with communication difficulties, couldn't help, so he stopped causing trouble. He brought Mo Qinghe a bowl of water and sat down to wait for food.

Sitting bored, she took the basket, took out the leaves inside, pretending to be storing things, but actually putting things out of the space.

I didn't dare to put too much, so I put three or four peaches, which were the smallest.

"Did you pick it on the mountain?" Mo Qinghe took the peach and asked.

Su Nanxi nodded while gnawing.

Seeing that she was gnawing happily, Mo Qinghe also took a light bite. The sweet peach juice instantly filled his mouth, stimulating his taste buds. He couldn't help but take another bite. Well, this is the best and sweetest peach he has ever eaten!

Everyone else went to see the chicken, but no one paid attention to these two people.

After gnawing the peaches, Su Nanxi wiped Mo Qinghe's hands with a wet cloth, sat under the eaves, and looked at him weaving.

Mo Qinghe was uncomfortable when she saw him. He never expected that Su Nanxi would wipe his hands!

Since he couldn't walk, his hands were only washed before and after meals, and he basically didn't scrub at other times, and no one helped him scrub.

Su Nanxi's body temperature seemed to remain at the fingertips, which was hot and hot. As her eyes looked, he felt that his hands were not his.

You can't eat too much, your brain is not working well!

Su Nanxi didn't notice his abnormality, she was attracted by Mo Qinghe's fingers.

These hands are so beautiful, with slender joints and clear nails, round and clean, and they turn left and right and jump between bamboo strips. For a moment, she felt that there were elves flying.

Seeing that Su Nanxi was so obsessed with it, Mo Qinghe gradually let go and his fingers became more and more flexible.

A noise came, followed by crying.

Su Nanxi jumped up in fear. Looking at Xunsheng, he saw a few people rushing to carry Old Man Mo back and put it on the ground in the yard. Old Man Mo rushed over and cried.

Su Nanxi looked back at Mo Qinghe. He stopped the movements in his hand and looked at the yard with a serious expression.

She couldn't speak or help, but it didn't prevent her from running to investigate the situation.

From the words of these people, she probably knew what was going on.

Old Man Mo couldn't stay idle. Seeing that it was still early, he went to the field again. He was chased by the frightened cow cub and fell down the ridge of the field. The cow cub fell down for some reason and pressed Old Man Mo for a while. The villagers rushed to find Old Man Mo dying and quickly carried him back.

Su Nanxi pushed forward to see Old Man Mo again. Seeing that the person looked bad, his heart was also shocked, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Someone shouted, "Go and invite a doctor! You're almost out of here!"

Su Nanxi quickly went to the side and retreated to the side of Mo Qinghe.

"Take a bowl of water for dad to drink!"

Mo Qinghe suddenly spoke, but Su Nanxi didn't react.

Mo Qinghe repeated it.

The tone is firm and decisive.

Su Nanxi gestured and confirmed, and Mo Qinghe nodded firmly.

Before she could think too much, Su Nanxi followed suit and rushed into the kitchen to grab a bowl, turned his back to the door, pretended to scoop water, and secretly flowed a bowl of spiritual spring water.

I took it out and used it while people were not paying attention. I squeezed forward and just had a slap.

It just so happened that Old Mrs. Mo was crying while holding Old Mr. Mo's head, so she didn't have to help her up and just fuck her.
Chapter completed!