MTL - It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother-Chapter 31 got caught

Outside the building, there is the sound of wind and rain, and inside the building, there are noisy sounds of human voices, but no amount of sound can cover up Modai's "Let me try", which is undoubtedly a sound of nature to Fang Ling voice.

Fang Ling turned around abruptly, clasping Mo Dai's shoulders firmly with two slender white claws, his face full of surprise: "Daxi, Mo Daxi, what did you just say? Repeat it for me again!"

Mo Dai looked at Fang Ling's big face with some trepidation, what's going on, could it be that she made a mistake this time? In fact, Fang Ling already had an internal choice? But even so, she repeated it pretending to be calm: "Let me try..."

"Pa", Fang Ling patted Mo Dai's shoulder heavily, that's the sentence, and then let go of his paw, full of energy and energy, and yelled at Wu Lian who was standing on the second floor leaning on the railing and stealing melon seeds : "Wu Lian, hurry up and bring me that new gown from the cashier's office, cheer me up, tell the guests on the second floor, and tell them to wait for a while, today's book is different from the past, it is absolutely wonderful!"

Wu Lian had never seen Fang Ling as a shrew like she is today... No, she acted resolutely before, and she was brought up with goosebumps in an instant, and ran downstairs to the backyard in a hurry.

After hearing Fang Ling's words, Mo Dai was a little dumbfounded for a moment: "Shopkeeper, have you prepared the storybook?" Otherwise, how could you be so confident?

"How is it possible?" Fang Ling laughed, and patted Mo Dai on the shoulder vigorously again, "You girl, are you still pretending to me? I understand that you are a treasure of our blessings, but you told me Say, what else do you know?" Fang blinked at Mo Dai disheveledly, and then slapped Mo Dai's chest wretchedly, "Little girl is not simple!"

Mo Dai rubbed her shoulders with a black face, and pressed her chest so hard, what if she flattened it? Although she doesn't think there is any magical effect on women's **** in the world of female lords, it's better than nothing!

Fang Ling's pink and purple long gown was a little bulky on Mo Dai's body, but with a belt of the same color, it looked slimmer and more delicate, and it looked even better than Fang Ling's own, which made Fang Ling very impressed Sour. In order to match the temperament of the gown, Mo Dai **** the hair that was **** casually before with a pink and purple headband, and a touch of blue and black bangs slanted on the side of the cheek. Her skin is white and her lips are red, and her eyes are even more clear and black. The whole person looks Pingting is refined, graceful and beautiful.

As soon as Modai entered the stage, the arena was eerily quiet for a moment.

Seeing the guests in the arena staring at her in a daze, Mo Dai touched her face subconsciously, did she not wash it clean? Immediately afterwards, she looked at Xiao Xiao, who was also looking at her like everyone else, but when she saw it, Xiao Xiao blushed strangely and looked away, uh, this...

Fang Ling watched anxiously from the side, this is an elegant venue for storytelling, not for selling her looks, although the girl Mo Daxi really looks like a handsome man after dressing up.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, this is the gentleman who is going to be a storyteller in my building today, please look forward to it!" After Fang Ling finished speaking, he winked at Mo Dai. Let's talk.

Modai majored in broadcasting in college, and later became the anchor of a certain night show. It is not difficult for her to tell stories. Moreover, as a blind person, although her eyes cannot see, her ears are much more sensitive than ordinary people, and her ability to capture sounds is particularly keen, and her memory is also extraordinary. I remember some of the jokes.

Among them, "Wu Song Fights the Tiger" is Mo Dai's favorite and the most memorable one, so she made some changes and renamed it "Wu Niang Fights the Tiger".

At the beginning of the book, although Mode's voice was clear and clear, the listeners were accustomed to the low tone of the old gentleman before, so they were a little uncomfortable and disturbed. However, with the development of the story in Mode's mouth, As well as her vivid voice imitation, plus exaggerated movements and expressions, those discomforts and turmoil were gradually replaced by obsession, and the breathing of the people in the field was already controlled by Mode's voice.

When Mo Dai mentioned that Wu Niang drank the eighteen bowls of wine, out of arrogance, she picked up a cup of tea prepared for her on the stage and drank it all in one gulp. , said: "Happy!" And the effect caused by this sentence is that everyone in the field followed suit, picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, and then smashed the tea cup to the ground, only to hear "boom" "Pa" and "Boom", the sound of a piece of teacup shattering, and the sound of "happy" shouted again and again.

When Mo Dai saw it, she secretly thought that something was wrong, so she hurriedly advanced the plot and turned to the topic of fighting tigers.

The shopkeeper Fang Lingfang, who stayed in the private room with the Shi family, heard the sound of teacups being broken one after another, and saw the fragments of the teacups all over the floor, and wished that Mo Daxi could be scooped up and cleaned up severely. Yes, these are all money, Mo Daxi, that stinky girl, really ate the courage of ambition!

But at this moment, she suddenly heard two cracking sounds of teacups in the private room, and she raised her eyes, oh dad, Shi Xiyan and her daughter Shi Lan also imitated what Mo Daxi did, He dropped the teacup, followed by two "happy" slams.

Fang Ling is about to faint again at this moment, Mo Daxi, Mo Daxi, you wait for my old lady!

As soon as the book was narrated, it was noon. The storyteller, Mo Dai, wanted to take a break for lunch, and the group of people who listened to the book also ate in the building, and kept saying that they would continue to stay in the building to listen to the book after eating.

Fang Ling grabbed Mo Dai's back collar who was trying to sneak away from her. Mo Dai turned her head and smiled sincerely: "Hehe, shopkeeper, have you had your lunch yet?"

"Hehe, I used it, how about you?" Fang Ling responded to her with the same smile.

"Hehe, I haven't used it yet, isn't this what I plan to use?" Modai continued to smile sincerely.

"Hehe, I see that you don't need to use it at all."

"Hehe, how can I, my stomach is so hungry that I need to use it urgently!"

"Hehe..." Fang Ling laughed more and more.

"Hehe..." Mo Dai also grinned.

Fang Ling suddenly changed his face with a smile, and growled at Mo Dai in a low voice: "I don't need to use it if I say you don't need it. I haven't settled your debt with you yet!"

Mo Dai silently turned her face away, the shopkeeper, if you growl, then growl, can you stop spraying?

"What do you think about those broken teacups?" Fang Ling didn't notice Mo Dai's dislike for her at all, and continued to press her face closer.

"Then what, whoever smashes it will be compensated. This story tells them that impulsiveness needs to pay a price." Mo Dai said lightly.

"Pfft—" Fang Ling couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Hahaha..."

Mo Dai couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, well, this face can't do without washing it!

"Crack" Fang Ling patted Mo Dai on the shoulder again, "You brat has a lot of ideas! That's all, let's go eat quickly, we will continue to tell the story, the guests are still waiting!"

Fang Ling went upstairs to greet Shi's family refreshed, and Mo Dai stopped the smile on her face as soon as she left, her eyes were deep like deep pools of ancient water, she squeezed her dry throat, just now she said that the book was due to I have no idea, so I worked too hard, and I have to pay more attention next.

She had inquired before that the old storyteller could earn 500 liters for a book, and there were two shows a day, about 20 days a month for storytelling, because Mrs. Shi occasionally came to make a guest appearance. In this way, the storyteller can earn about twenty taels of silver a month. The old man needs some supplements to maintain his voice, so he can make about ten taels of silver a month, which is quite impressive.

If she can talk about the past month, she should be able to save twenty taels of silver, take care of her throat or something, and drink some warm salt water on weekdays.

While thinking about this, Mody walked towards the dining place in the backyard under an umbrella. There is a long table under the pergola built with wood and bamboo in the backyard, and the table is full of handymen in the building. Xiao Xiao had already reserved a place for Modai, and when he saw her coming, he immediately waved to her.

Modai smiled, Xiao Xiao suddenly blushed strangely again, and took two mouthfuls of rice suddenly, and accidentally choked, coughed, and sprayed the opposite person's face with a "poof", luckily the opposite person He had already finished eating, so he just glared at her angrily, and cursed, "Blind, where are you spraying it?"

Xiao Xiao knew he was wrong, so he didn't reply, just covered his mouth and continued to cough.

In the private room on the second floor, Shi Lan, who had always been weak in writing and maintained his body with medicine all the year round, actually drank a cup of wine with Shi Xiyan.

"Lan'er's cakes are doing well recently, and they've all been sold for 50 yuan a day, which has added a lot of popularity to Fumantang!" Fang Ling praised in the banquet, suspiciously flattering.

"Aunt Ling won the prize. Actually, I heard that the cakes I made were sold because of a newcomer who told some touching stories. I don't know..." Shi Lan's voice was weak, but the meaning of those words The weight was not light, and Fang Ling almost couldn't get off the stage.

"Hehe... Lan'er is really well-informed. Yes, there is a newcomer in our building, but that's because Lan'er's pastries are so good..."

"But today's storyteller? What's his name..."

"Mo Daxi!"

"Yes, it's her!" Shi Lan turned her face and smiled at Shi Xiyan delicately, a curious light flashed in her light brown pupils, "Mom, I want her!"