Zhuangtou looked bitter, holding a broom, looking at Mo Qi. Mo Qi hurriedly stepped forward and took the broom, looked at Madam Wan and smiled, "Madam begged him for love, don't blame him, it's me..."

"Thank you, Master Qi, but our mansion has the rules. Please sweep the floor quickly. The eldest lady said, "Sweeping the camphor tree in front of you can have lunch." Madam Wan had a stern face, without any room for comfort.

Mo Qi shrank his neck. This nanny was like the old nanny beside the grandmother. The grandmother was easy to talk to, but the nanny couldn't mess with!

Zhuangtou lowered his head and walked back. Mo Qi looked at Zhuangtou and chased after him, "Madam said a few good things for him."

Madam Wan ignored him. She didn't follow the village head at all, but shook the veil and walked under the camphor tree.

Mo Qi swept hard with the broom for more than ten times, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He leaned on the broom and looked back at Ning Yuan first. He saw that Ning Yuan was sweeping the broom as if he was sweeping a long way out, and he could not see it after a turn.

Mo Qi grinned like a toothache, and suddenly felt agile in his heart. He swept so quickly that he could sweep to his place in a while. Scan slowly by himself and wait for him.

When Mo Qi thought of this, he felt relaxed and happy. He leaned on the broom and tilted it over the other side. He did not sweep slowly, but twisted it slowly and twisted it again.

Mrs. Tang Wu had only her butt next to the chair little by little, stretched her neck and upper body together, and looked at Mo Qi.

Seeing that he was waving a dozen brooms very well, he exclaimed, "Everyone said that the Mo family style is good, it's really rare that the Seventh Master swept it with great care."

Tang Wu's girl Wenxi kept nodding, "That's right, our eldest young master, let alone sweeping the floor, hasn't even been able to cultivate the mo himself."

"That's different. He is punished." In the eyes of Mrs. Tang Wu, her eldest brother was so perfect. Wen Xi nodded again: "That's right, if the eldest young master is punished, he will definitely be like the seventh young master, and he will do his best to sweep his heart."

Before the master and servant finished praising, Mo Qi stopped sweeping. He twisted his head and looked back. Mrs. Tang Wu also twisted her body and looked in the direction Mo Qi looked. She also saw that Ning Yuan had swept the broom and was almost unable to see anyone. She sighed: "Look at Master Ning Qi, he swept so quickly. I heard that Master Ning Qi is very good at kung fu."

"No, even sweeping the floor is so good!" Wen Xi exclaimed.

Mrs. Tang Wu turned around, looked at Mo Qi who was leaning on the broom and tilting his left and right, frowned, hesitated for a moment, and bowed to Madam Wan and said, "Madam, look at Madam Qi, are you tired? Do you want to go over and take a look?"

Madam Wan looked at the lazy Mo Qi seriously and nodded seriously, "It looks like she is tired. Wu Madam, don't move, let Lu Mei go over and take a look."

Mrs. Tang Wu, who was about to stand up, had to sit back and watch Lu Mei pass by with her brisk steps.

When Mo Qi saw Lu Mei coming, he subconsciously wanted to wave the broom. Lu Mei left seven or eight steps, and bent her knees while laughing: "Seventh Master, the fifth lady said, if the seventh Master is tired, I will take a break. The fifth lady also asked if the seventh Master is thirsty? If he is thirsty, should he send tea here, or should the seventh Master come over to have a cup of tea and then come to sweep the floor."

Mo Qi hesitated for a while and pushed the broom outward to signal Green Plum, "Madam Li..."

"Our eldest lady has also given instructions. If you are tired, take a break and have a cup of tea." Lu Mei explained respectfully while smiling.

Mo Qi breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the broom out and let go, swaying with his sleeves and said, "I'm so thirsty that I have to drink several cups. It's inconvenient to bring it over, so I'll go over and drink it."

When Mrs. Tang Wu saw Lu Mei bringing Mo Qi to her, she hurriedly looked at Madam Wan. Madam Wan calmly explained, "It's not okay to keep it drying in the sun. It seems that she is exhausted. Let him come and sit for a while, drink a few cups of tea, rest for a while before going to sweep it."

"I think so too." Tang Wu's wife breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Mo Qili had not taken a few steps, she quickly stood up. She was a little restrained, but tried hard to show her greeting Mo Qi. "Today, the sun is fierce, Master Qi takes a break, have a cup of tea and sweep the floor."

Mo Qi hurriedly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you Wu Niangzi's body...forgive me." Mo Qi wanted to say that he was considerate, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that the word considerate was too ambiguous. If he said that, it would be abrupt to Wu Niangzi. When he said that, he turned a corner and changed it to considerate me.

Mo Qi was uncomfortable, so he made Tang Wu's wife really generous. She smiled and asked Mo Qi to sit down, "Wenxi, pour a cup for the fifth master, it's a little hotter. The seventh master is sweating, so it's not good to drink herbal tea."

"Thank you, Wu Madam." Mo Qi sat down, bowed to thank him, took the tea and went in, handed the cup to Wenxi, breathed a long sigh, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"So tired?" Tang Wu's wife looked at Mo Qi. When she was in Taiyuan Prefecture, she often heard people talk about the Seventh Master of the Mo Xiang family. She always felt that the Seventh Master looked up and could not get close to him. Since Mo Qi came out from under the table last time, she smashed him. This smashing turned the Seventh Master from the sky into an ordinary person like her. She even felt that he was more close to him than his elder brother.

Mo Qi was stunned by her straight question, reacted and nodded quickly, "Of course I was tired, the broom was very heavy, and my arms hurt." Mo Qi shook his arms exaggeratedly.

"What should I do? You just swept it a little bit?" After hearing Mo Qi say this, Mrs. Tang Wu was worried, and she was still responsible for supervising the worker.

"It's okay," Mo Qi pressed the armrest of the chair and stretched his neck to look at Ning Yuan. Ning Yuan had already disappeared.

"Brother Qi swept so quickly...hehe." Mo Qi laughed a few times, and Madam Tang Wu's eyes lit up, "Yes, maybe Master Ning Qi will sweep over in a while. When he sweeps over, you can sweep a few more times."

Wenxi looked up and studied the camphor leaves carefully. Green plum and a few girls, with their heads facing each other, Jijigugu said nothing about anything else. Madam Wan sat on a small stool and was teaching a little girl to grind tea.

After hearing the words of Tang Wu's wife, Mo Qi laughed out loud, "Yes, yes, that's what I think. I tell you, that pig is all seventh brother... It's Master Ning Qi, he is older than me. Zhou Xiaoliu called him Yuan Ge, so I called him seventh brother. The pig was blamed by Qi, he said it was a wild boar, he said that he was fighting wild boars all day long in the north, and he would not admit his mistake without half of his eyes. I have never seen a pig... He has never seen a live pig running all over the ground. He admitted his mistake and put it on my head. No matter what I do, I can't recognize the pig as a roe deer. Do you think?"

Unable to explain why, Mo Qi felt that he had to explain this to Tang Wu's wife. He was not so stupid that he regarded the pig as a roe deer. This was a big deal. As for whether he sold his seventh brother, he didn't expect it at all. Even if he thought about it, he probably had to explain it clearly.
Chapter completed!