"Two, there is a five-mile shop in front. ”

The speeding carriage stopped, and the coachman turned around and opened the door, bowed to Mo Wei and the others.

Mo Wei nodded and took Zhao Xiaojun out of the car. At this time, a small capital dressed in bright light armor went forward and said to Mo Wei:

"The two, the lord has an order, and we will escort the two to the north of Wulipu ten miles away, and now that we have arrived at the place, I will leave after waiting for this. ”

When Mo Wu heard this, he also replied with a gift:

"Everyone, please take care of you all along the way. ”

After the little capital finished speaking, he turned around and got on the horse, bowed to Mo Wei again, and led everyone back in the direction of Tianshui City.

Seeing that the people were far away, Mo Wei pinched a hidden spirit trick with one hand, picked up Zhao Xiaojun with the other, and went towards the wind in the direction of Wulipu.

......

Wulipu is an ordinary village under the jurisdiction of Lintao Town, and like other villages in northern Xinjiang, the young people in the village either went to work in the town or went to various mines, leaving behind, basically except for the old and infirm, that is, women, girls and children. In northern Xinjiang, women not only have to teach their husbands and children, but also need to bear the work of the family and subsidize the life of the family.

When he arrived at the head of the village, Mo Wei took Zhao Xiaojun to the ground and walked towards the village step by step.

"This uncle, please ask, how to leave Zhao Cunxiao's house?"

Mo Wei asked an uncle who was smoking dry tobacco and basking in the sun at the door of his house.

"Zhao what?"

The uncle obviously had some behind his ears, and raised his hand to his ear and asked Mo Wei.

Mo Wei raised his voice and said:

"Zhao Cunxiao. ”

"What filial piety?"

This time, Zhao Xiaojun couldn't wait, and walked to the uncle's side, shouting into the uncle's ear:

"It's Zhao Cunxiao, uncle!"

"You're so angry in your next life. ”

This time, the uncle heard it clearly, and the cigarette stick pointed to the front casually, and said to Mo Wei:

"You might as well be a child, well, walk all the way from here, to the end of the village, and the thatched hut is. ”

Mo Wei looked at Zhao Xiaojun who was snickering on the side helplessly, said goodbye to the old man, and then walked towards the end of the village with Zhao Xiaojun.

......

"Looks like this is it, isn't ......it?

Zhao Xiaojun looked at the thatched hut in front of him dumbfounded, he had thought that the future living environment would be a little difficult, but he grew up in Cangshanzhai since he was a child, and he still thought that he could adapt to it, until he saw the thatched hut in front of him.

"Fifth uncle, isn't it......? This...... That's too basic, isn't it?"

Mo Wei looked at the thatched hut in front of him, and his face was also twitching, one of the doors in front of him had been obviously tilted, obviously it could not be closed, this door had changed from practical meaning to symbolic meaning, and through the crack in the door, the window paper on the wall of the only thatched hut in the courtyard had been broken.

Mo Wei ignored Zhao Xiaojun, knocked on the door directly, and asked:

"Is anyone home?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response, Mo Wei knocked on the door again, and this time, the already tilted door made a snap as if it was finally relieved, and it fell.

Mo You's outstretched hand hung there like this, and he didn't know what to do for a while. Zhao Xiaojun pulled Mo Yu's sleeve and said:

"Fifth Uncle...... Shall we go in?"

Mo Wei put down his embarrassed hand, nodded, and walked into the door first. After coming in, I really intuitively understood how dilapidated this thatched hut was.

Walking through the courtyard and walking to the thatched hut, Mo Wei raised his hand again and was about to knock on the door, but just as Mo Wei's hand was about to touch the door, Mo Wei stopped, turned his head to Zhao Xiaojun and said:

"Ahem...... Xiaojun, you knock and show respect for others. ”

After speaking, he turned sideways and got out of the way.

Zhao Xiaojun didn't understand the connection between who knocked on the door and respected others at any time, so he still stepped forward and knocked a few times. After waiting for a while, I finally heard movement inside the door, and after a while, the door opened.

A middle-aged man with a sloppy appearance and disheveled clothes leaned on the door frame with a drunken look and said:

"Big ...... Uncle, I'll naturally go to the checkout tomorrow, old ...... Old Liu Tou Hugh wants to ...... Hugh will look down on people!"

Zhao Xiaojun looked at the man in front of him and looked back at Mo Wei with a blank expression. And Mo Wei frowned from the moment the man went out, because under the sloppy appearance of the man in front of him, there was actually a cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building.

Mo Yu stepped forward and said:

"Are you Zhao Cunxiao?"

The man waved his hand and said:

"Ye Xing does not change his name or surname, it is Zhao Cunxiao, and a few wine money will not make Ye forget his ancestors and ancestors. ”

Mo Wu didn't bother to entangle with him, and said directly:

"Muzi came to the west, and the matter should be trusted. ”

This is what Li Mu explained to him, only said that after seeing someone, tell him this sentence, and don't worry about the rest.

As soon as Mo Wei's words fell, the sloppy man in front of him immediately stood firm, his eyes were no longer cloudy, he saluted sideways, and invited Mo Wei and Zhao Xiaojun into the room to talk.

The middle-aged man looked left and right, closed the door, and turned his head to find that Mo Yan and the others were still standing, looking very embarrassed.

Under Zhao Cunxiao, the two of them laughed. ”

After speaking, the man saluted Mo Wei again.

Mo Wei is not particular about people, he doesn't care about these vain heads, he waved his hand, and said directly:

"You know what the two of us mean. ”

Zhao Cunxiao replied:

"Engong sent someone here last night, and he has asked in detail. ”

After speaking, he paused again, and asked hesitantly:

"I don't know...... I don't know if you two know that the dog is okay now?"

Mo Wei and Zhao Xiaojun looked at each other, and didn't know how to answer, Zhao Cunxiao saw the reaction of the two, the hope in his eyes faded, and he quickly said:

"The grace of the benevolent father to save his life back then, the filial piety is unforgettable, and today's trust must be done with all his heart, but it is just ......"

Zhao Cunxiao thought about it, but gritted his teeth and said:

"I just hope that once this matter is over, Engong can let my father and son get together as soon as possible and enjoy the family. ”