I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 115

Text One Hundred and Fifteenth Chapter Rich and Noble Family

Xiangxian.

Located on the edge of Luozhou and Chongshan in Jingzhou.

The county has twelve towns under its jurisdiction, of which Qingshan Town is the poorest, and Majiagou is the poorest.

Three poles in the day.

Ma Lao San got up from the bed trembling and looked at his tattered clothes.

"Things that dogs don't wear!"

He looked disgusting and disgusting, but it was a pity that he was only one person in all four seasons.

In winter, they rely on shamrocks to avoid the cold and barely freeze people.

Pushing open the door, the sun shone on his face, his complexion looked pale, not at all like a poor villager.

There is no wall at all in the yard, and a wooden fence surrounds it, covered with weeds with deep legs. If it weren't for the farm tools in the corner, no one would think that there were people living in the house.

Ma Lao San hit Hatch, carried the **** crookedly, and walked toward his home.

After taking three steps to take a break, I met a few words in the same village and didn't get to the ground until the latter half of the day.

The weeds in the ground were as high as the wheat seedlings, Ma Laosan muttered a few words, hoeed a few times, and collapsed weakly on the ground.

There are also people plowing in the nearby fields, and the weeds are no less than Ma Lao San's.

But the next door is a couple. The men are thin and thin, and the women are five big and three thick. After cleaning up a few weeds, they also gave up.

The man next door lay on the grass with Erlang's legs crossed: "My third son, I don't want to marry a wife when I'm old, so don't let my uncle go to death."

Ma Lao San glanced at the stout woman and said contemptuously.

"This kind of woman, you have to put your mouth down, the lamp is dark and bear-like, I'm afraid of ghosts!"

The stout woman listened, grabbed the dirt and went over, cursing and saying that the third child deserves no wife.

Ma Lao San rolled away, dragging his hoe, and fled back to the village like a defeated soldier.

Along the way, I met a lot of folks who came back from the field. Seeing Ma Lao San in a hurry, everyone laughed and joked.

The poorest mountain village in Xiang County, joyous laughter echoed in the sky.

Ma Lao San slid back home, sat and watched the weather for a while, and opened the rice tank to starve the mouse to death.

After scraping the pan, there is still a layer of rice crust that was not brushed yesterday.

After adding some water, I pulled out a few edible weeds and cooked them into a green paste with the rice crust.

"What dogs don't eat!"

Ma Laosan pinched his nose and closed his eyes, pour it into his stomach.

The green went into the stomach, as if unable to adapt, causing a twisting convulsion, the painful Ma Lao San rolled on the ground.

"Ho **** ho..."

When the pain passed, Ma Lao San panted heavily and crawled back into the house.

In the dilapidated thatched house, any light-transmitting areas were blocked, even the windows were sealed with thick wooden boards, and the sun-transmitting cracks were filled with mud.

The door closed, as if plunged into the dark night.

Ma Lao San did not take off his clothes at night, lying on the bed and sleeping with his head.

I do not know how long it has been.

The sky was dark outside.

Waking up from his sleep, he opened the quilt embroidered with dog's tail flowers.

"Come on, wait for the master to get up."

When Ma Lao San got up, two beautiful maids came into the house, one helped him dress, the other wiped his face with warm water.

Pushing open the courtyard door, I saw a dozen large brick houses on the left and right rows with blue bricks on the ground.

There is a wife in every room, some are small and exquisite, some are beautiful, and some are plump and graceful...

"Master, your hoe."

The two maids were carrying hoes with silver poles and gold heads. They were eight feet long and weighed no less than one hundred jin.

Ma Lao San grabbed the gold and silver **** without feeling heavy. At this moment, he was two feet tall and majestic, wearing a blue book growth robe and a square scarf on his head.

"Master, go too!"

Ma San stood up straight and walked out of the ten-foot-long yard carrying a hoe.

When I went out, I saw a large wheat field, neat and tidy.

Wielding a **** and fighting in the field, loosening the soil and weeding, Ma Lao San was working with endless strength until midday.

Eight daughters-in-law came out of the house, each carrying a good meal.

Some make steamed buns, some make buns, some boil noodles, some deep-fried dough sticks...

Among them, Ma Laosan's favorite is the sixth, who is knowledgeable and respectful, and behaves like a scholar.

While eating, Ma Lao San enjoyed the wait of his eight wives, and he was soothing.

"Okay, go back, women can't show their faces. I'm going to work!"

The owner's breath was full, and he ordered the eight wives to retreat, and began the afternoon's work again.

This wheat field can't be seen at a glance, Ma Lao San has been busy all day, but only one-tenth or even one-hundredth of it has been cleaned up.

Night fell.

When Ma Lao San returned home, the daughter-in-laws had already prepared dinner, and they had to wait for him to come back.

With a dozen hot and cold dishes and a jar of rice wine, Ma Lao San was interested in eating and drinking.

"It's time to go to the sixth room today, so don't wait!"

When the other wives heard Ma Lao San's order, they all showed disappointment. They didn't dare to refute the family master's words, and went back to the house to rest.

The sixth child was ashamed and timid, and pulled Ma Lao San into the house, and was about to blow the light off.

"The lights are on today!"

"Master—you are bad—"

"What's good or bad, I'm afraid of black bears!"

Ma Lao San worked several times, feeling exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep sweetly with her arms around Lao Liu.

When I woke up, it was three poles in the sun.

Ma Lao San tried hard to close his eyes and didn't want to open them, but there was a knock on the door outside, and the creaking of the fence.

"Who doesn't know anything, and disturbs quietness early in the morning?"

I have stayed with my six daughter-in-law who knows the book and dali for a long time, and also learned a few idioms.

He got up and opened the door. At the end of the weedy courtyard, a young man holding a scalper ~www.mtlnovel.com~ was tapping the gate.

Ma Lao San hit Hache in a daze, and asked impatiently: "Who are you? What's the matter?"

"In the next week of Yi, I will come to find friends from Luojing. I want to ask, I can see that foreigners have been here recently?"

Aura flashed through Zhou Yi's eyes, and he found that Ma Lao San was surrounded by demonic energy, and his head was grayish white.

"Outsider?"

Ma Lao San was shocked when he heard the words and looked at Zhou Yi carefully.

I don't know the material of the shirt, it seems to be more delicate than the master of the town, and the bull he is holding can sleep on his sturdy back.

"I haven't seen it, but I can take you to the village chief, he may know."

"Thank you."

Zhou Yi gave his thanks.

When Ma Lao San opened the courtyard door, he didn't need to lock it, and everything in the house combined was not worth the money.

Leading Zhou Yi to the center of the village, it was almost noon, and the village was quiet, no farmers were seen to plow the fields.

"What kind of cloth is your clothes?"

"This is silk."

"It turns out that this is silk, can you let me touch it and get it done."

"Can."

"What do you wear on your fingers? It's so pretty."

Ma Laosan dangled along the way, asking questions, wishing to touch the inside and out of Zhou Yi's body.

The village chief's yard has a low wall made of mud. After the wind and sun, most of the mud bricks have melted, and the top of the wall undulates like a city wall.

The three thatched houses in the courtyard are slightly more generous than the single rooms of other villagers.

Ma Laosan shouted inside through the wall: "The village chief, there are other people from the countryside here."

An old man walked out of the thatched hut, his hair was fluffy and white, his nose almost blocked his mouth.

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