Volume 4: Continental Rebellion Chapter 122: Going to the cottage together?
All the villagers, both men, women, young and old, greeted the two young men with a smile, and looked at Chu Mo, Nian Yan, Zi Xuan and the little guy with strange eyes.
The men were fine, but they just looked at Chu Mo strangely, or looked at Zi Xuan and Nianyan very curiously. Obviously, they were very curious about women with golden hair.
The women looked at Chu Mo boldly, then at Nianyan and Zixuan, while whispering and pointing at Chu Mo and others.
This made Chu Mo and others feel very embarrassed.
No matter how you look at it, how do you feel like you have entered a zoo and look at animals?
Unfortunately, this time it was not Chu Mo who looked at animals, but that he was watched by people as animals.
This embarrassing feeling makes people stand or leave.
The two women followed Chu Mo tightly. Although they were used to everyone holding them around, they couldn't stand looking at them with a group of black-haired, black pupils and yellow-skinned people, looking at monkeys and orangutans.
The little guy was even more amazing. He directly covered his little bear's paw on his little eyes. It learned from the ostrich and covered his ears and stole the bell...
Chu Mo is a lazy person. When these awkward feelings make him uneasy, he simply ignores these things.
With that evil smile on his face, his eyes were locked tightly on the old man who was walking towards him.
He could feel that the old man was obviously excited when he met him.
"Hello, young man!" The old man was in good spirits and soon walked to Chu Mo and said with a smile.
"Hello, old man..." Chu Mo replied with a smile.
"Young people, these villagers have never seen outsiders in their lives, don't be afraid!" The old man said to Chu Mo with a smile.
"Oh... nothing..." Chu Mo smiled slightly and swept around. Many women who had just pointed at each other shyly lowered their faces.
"Haha...it's better to be young!" The old man glanced at Zi Xuan and Nian Yan behind Chu Mo with an ambiguous look that the men understood, and said with a smile.
When the old man said this, Chu Mo had to smile with him.
"Let's go... let's go into the village!" The old man enthusiastically pulled Chu Mo and walked towards the village, saying to the villagers watching around him as he walked.
"Oh... go back to the village!" Many children jumped and laughed.
Walking on this land full of soil, flowers and plants, Chu Mo suddenly remembered his home in the countryside when he was a child.
Looking up at the people around with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin, Chu Mo felt that he was not in another world at all, but in the countryside of his previous life.
"The feeling of homeland..." Chu Mo shook his head gently, and a teardrop dripped on the land in the corner where no one saw it.
The old man led Chu Mo to a small wooden house. The wooden roof was covered with gray bricks and tiles, and the tiles were covered with moss. The whole wooden house looked very old.
This made Chu Mo very doubt whether this house was a dilapidated house. You should know that in Chu Mo's city in his previous life, it was not easy to see such a house. Perhaps only in my dreams and returning to my hometown can we have such a house!
The old man opened the door and smiled and called Chu Mo and the two girls in.
The onlookers around them had no intention of leaving, and they surrounded the wooden house.
It seems that these people have never seen outsiders before. They were so curious to see Chu Mo and others coming. So they simply regard Chu Mo and others as national treasure giant pandas.
The house is simple, with only one table, four chairs, an ancient wooden bed, and a large wardrobe. As soon as you enter the door, there is a small door on the left.
As if seeing Chu Mo's attention to the room, the old man smiled and pointed to the house and said, "I live alone, it's a bit simpler..."
He pointed to the small door on his left and said, "That's the thatched house!"
"Oh..." Chu Mo nodded and replied.
The two girls following Chu Mo had a slightly red face. The two girls pinched Chu Mo's back with their jade hands.
Chu Mo turned his head strangely, looked at the two women, and asked inexplicably: "What's wrong?"
"We want to go to the thatched cottage..." Zi Xuan's pretty face was covered with red glow, and he said as if he was as thin as a mosquito.
"Go to the cottage?" Chu Mo asked loudly in a daze.
Hearing Chu Mo say this, the two women's cheeks turned bright red.
When the old man heard Chu Mo's words, he hurried over and said with a smile: "Little brother is going to the cottage, just leave here."
"Oh..." Chu Mo nodded, and immediately led the two girls to walk towards the small door on his left.
"Haha... Little brother, you are used to going to the cottage with three people?" The old man saw Chu Mo leading the two girls into it, covering his stomach and laughing.
"Huh?" Chu Mo and the two girls woke up. The two girls rushed into the small door awkwardly. Chu Mo, a guy with thick skin, smiled at the old man, then sat on the chair casually, crossed his legs, and looked at the old man in a slant.
The old man sat down without any panic, smiled at Chu Mo, reached out and patted, shouting, "Send tea!"
"Hey..." After a while, many women suddenly answered among the crowd around.
About two minutes later, five or six women rushed into the cabin, holding a cup of tea in their hands.
But who should all the four or five women serve tea to?
The girls looked at each other again, and soon all the tea was placed in front of Chu Mo.
Seeing the tea in front of him, Chu Mo sat down and maintained that evil smile, but remained motionless.
The old man was stunned. After a long time, he shook his head and murmured: "How come the young people these days don't like to respect the old man..."
After the old man said this, the women's cheeks flushed, and they stomped their feet in a hurry and ran out.
Chu Mo stretched out his hand, stared at the old man with deep dark eyes, pushed a cup to the old man, and said with a smile: "Old man drinks tea!"
"Young man, drink..." The old man smiled, stretched out his right hand, pushed his palm, and pushed the cup in the center of the table.
"I respect the elderly more!" As soon as an expert took action, he knew if there was any. Chu Mo only felt a gas venting the old man's palm blocking Chu Mo's outstretched palm. He looked at the old man in shock, and soon returned to his usual expression and replied with a smile.
"But I am a person who cares about young people!" The old man said lightly with a smile on his face.
As soon as the words were finished, a lot of stronger gas came from the cup.