2465 The Real World 1

Bei Yutang looked at Xiao Mo'er and understood his intentions at a glance. Immediately, I also wanted to understand.

Although looking at the person in front of him is so annoying, it is too cheap to just send him away like this.

"Mo'er has spoken, then I agree with you to stay, but you must obey our arrangements. I don't want to bring someone who will only cause trouble. By the way, I would like to remind you that since you want to stay and pay off your debts, in the future You will be responsible for the heavy work. Can you do it?" Bei Yutang asked.

Xue Qian nodded, "I can."

"The time limit is half a year, and everything is subject to the master's arrangement. Without the master's permission, you can't make any claims."

"Mo'er, go and help him draw up an agreement and have him sign it."

Xue Qian's signature painting was postponed, and Bei Yutang recruited him.

Pointing to the pile of firewood in the backyard, "The firewood is all chopped."

Xue Qian often followed his master to the mountains to collect herbs, and he would also do these tasks. He felt that it would not be too difficult, and he readily responded.

"Can it be done before evening?" Bei Yutang asked.

"Yes." Xue Qian replied without thinking.

"So confident, I didn't make it before evening, and today's dinner is gone."

Xue Qian looked at the pyre in front of him and started chopping.

An hour later, Xue Qian only felt that his hands were no longer his own, and it was very difficult to lift the axe, and the firewood in front of him was only a small part.

At this moment, Xue Qiancai realized that the work he had done before was really easy.

He thought he could do it, but he didn't expect that the first thing would be done like this.

Seeing sitting there too tired to move, Xiao Mo'er looked at the small pile of firewood on the ground. He didn't say anything, but stepped forward and picked up the axe from the side.

The axe looked heavier than him.

When Xue Qian saw that he was going to help him chop wood, he was very moved and said quickly, "No need, I can do it."

Xiao Mo'er ignored him, picked up a piece of firewood and placed it, dropped the axe, and accurately split the firewood in half.

Xue Qian was very moved by his actions. He looked cold, but the little guy was still very warmhearted.

The more Xue Qian looked at him, the more satisfied he was. He looked like a child fairy in the sky.

Bei Yutang and Daixiang were standing not far away, rushing to make winter clothes. In more than a month, winter will begin.

"Sister Mu, why is the young master going to help him?" Daixiang didn't understand.

Bei Yutang glanced at Xiao Mo'er, then turned to look, "You think he's helping him too?"

Dai Xiang blinked, "Isn't it?"

"Just watch."

Daisy doesn't understand.

Within a quarter of an hour, Xiao Mo'er put down the axe and looked at Xue Qian.

Xue Qian stared at the pile of chopped wood on the ground.

"It's amazing! In such a short time, you can chop so much."

After Xiao Mo'er put down the axe, she gave him a meaningful look, then turned and left.

Xue Qian still didn't understand what his eyes meant. When he turned his head to look at the chopped firewood beside him, and then looked at his, he suddenly understood.

The weight of the two splits is the same, but the quality is very different. He splits well, but his own size is different. It only took him less than two quarters of an hour to achieve his own results in an hour, which was better than his own.

This person, Xue Qian, felt extremely ashamed, and what made him even more ashamed was that he was a dignified seven-footed man, and he was only a five-year-old child.

He is despised!