Mofu is located in the Liushu Hutong of Dongcheng District, very close to the imperial city, and the surrounding residents are either rich or expensive, and it is a good high-end residential area in the capital, which can be described as every inch of land. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With the Mo family's current wealth, they naturally can't afford or buy such a mansion. This house was purchased by the ancestors of the Mo family when they were still scholars, and after several generations of changes, although the momentum is no longer the wealth of the wealthy family, it still occupies an area of the width of the deep mansion compound.

Mo Shaoli looked at the open black lacquered iron ring gate in front of him, and secretly exhaled.

Life in the mansion has never been easy, and from this moment she walks through this gate, and even for many years to come, this is the battlefield of her survival. Whether it will spell out a flowery future, or whether it will be a failure like in the previous life, it depends on how you do it in the future.

The people in the house stood in front of the gate to greet them, and after entering the gate, the servants carried the sedan chair to meet them.

Fourth Master Mo waved his hand and pulled Mo Shaoli towards the inner courtyard.

The eldest young master Mo Shaosong saw that although Mo Shaoli had short calves, his back was straight, and he was walking beside the fourth master Mo with a clear eye, so he said: "Seventh sister, I remember that you were still in a coma and were carried to the boat when you left, but now you can walk after only a few months!" There was strangeness and suspicion in his tone.

Mo Shaoli: "......"

What do you mean? Will you be able to chat?

However, she knew that Mo Shaosong had never been a talker, so she didn't have to worry about him. She said lightly: "Big brother has a really good memory!" At that time, I was so confused that I didn't recognize people, and I don't know how much trouble I made and jokes. It's hard for the big brother to remember it! ”

Mo Shaosong laughed and said, "Seventh Sister was a fool at that time! ”

"When am I ...... All right...... I used to be pretty stupid. Mo Shaoli decided not to be as knowledgeable as him, and turned around and went his own way.

The fourth young master, Mo Shaohua, walked behind Mo Shaoli, and saw her arrogant little appearance in his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the bun on her head: "That's it, the seventh sister is so cute, when did you get stupid?" ”

was suddenly attacked, Mo Shaoli hurriedly tilted his little head to avoid his claws, and nodded heavily: "That's it, the fourth brother is right!" ”

Mo Shaohua was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face deepened: "That's it, when did the fourth brother speak wrong?" ”

Out of the corner of Mo Shaoli's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the third young master Mo Shaobai and glanced sideways at Mo Shaohua, pulling the corners of his mouth with a smile, while the fifth young master Mo Shaofeng looked down at his toes, as if he didn't care about the things around him.

After walking for more than half an hour, I arrived at the Hanging Flower Gate. Enter the hanging flower door, walk through the hall, bypass the painting screen, face three flower halls, after the flower hall is the main courtyard of the inner house Jiashan Hall,

The maid Hongxiu, who was looking out under the porch of the main room, saw a group of people coming in, and hurriedly raised the curtain and said to the house: "Old lady, you're back!" It's back! The fourth master is back! ”

Mo Shaoli followed beside Mo Laosi, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard this.

The fourth master is back...... Seven girls, how non-existent I am!

She was sighing to herself when she suddenly saw a group of young and old, middle-aged women pouring out of the door of the main room.

Suddenly, my eyes were full of pearls and greens, and my ears were full of rings.

The leader wearing a thin silk summer shirt with a thin silk tuft of flowers is Mrs. Mo, about fifty years old, medium build, fair complexion, sharp eyes, although her hair is gray, her beautiful facial features can vaguely see the traces of her beauty when she was young.

Fourth Master Mo pulled Mo Shaoli to walk a few steps quickly, and knelt down in front of Mrs. Mo: "My son is not filial, and my mother is worried!" ”

Old Mrs. Mo bent down slightly and grabbed his hand, and sobbed, "It's good that my son will come back!" It's good to be back! ”

Mo Shaoli came today with the idea of the enemy in Ming, and if you want not to be noticed, you can't let yourself be blinded first, so following the rhythm of Mo Si Master, he knelt down and she knelt, he got up and she got up, and listened to his worry, she showed her face, and when she saw him happy, she showed a smile, and her expression of action was striving to be a green leaf, striving to reduce her sense of existence.

After crying with joy necessary for the reunion of relatives after a long absence, everyone gathered around the old lady and Master Mo Si to return to the room. In an instant, Qi Sheng just now turned into a laugh, and Mo Shaoli also changed his expression at the right time, showing a dignified and innocent smile on his face.

Acting, who wouldn't?

When they entered the house, they sat down in order.

The eldest master went to the office, the second master went out, and the third master was in Liangzhou, northwest China, so on a pear wood high-backed chair on the left, only the fourth master Mo and several young masters sat in turn.

The one on the right is more spectacular. Starting from the eldest wife Wu, the second wife Huang, the third wife Xue, the aunt Mo Chu who held her son, the grandmother He who held her daughter, the second girl Mo Shaowan, the third girl Mo Shaoshan, the fourth girl Mo Shaoqiong, the fifth girl Mo Shaozhen, and the sixth girl Mo Shaoqi, the house was full of people.

Mo Shaoli sat at the very end, and Mo Shaoqi bowed.

Mo Shaojin, the eldest daughter of the eldest daughter of the big house, married in Qingzhou four years ago and is not in the capital all the year round.

The sixth girl, Mo Shaoqi, is Mo Shaojin's sister-in-law, the young daughter of the long house, not only deeply favored by the eldest man Mo Jiao and his wife, but also the most favored one among the girls in front of the old lady.

Of course, Mo Shaoli is not uncommon to her good faces.

In his previous life, Mo Shaoqi fell in love with Xu Zihao's talents, and the Wu family fell in love with the family of the Hou family in Changning, and the mother and daughter took great pains to kill her.

With such a big hatred, a fool would want to befriend her!

So when Mo Shaoqi raised his hand to hold the red gold inlaid jewel flower on his head and looked at her with contemptuous eyes, Mo Shaoli didn't even lift her eyelashes. She looked quiet, and seemed to be listening carefully to Mrs. Mo asking about the situation on the road, but in fact, she was quietly observing the faces of the beings in the room.

"Seven girls can actually get up? Can you stand it after being tired for half a day? I haven't seen her for a while, but this girl is getting more and more beautiful, come over and let the aunt take a look! In the interval between Old Lady Mo and Fourth Master Mo talking and paused, Wu's voice suddenly sounded.

The gaze of everyone that fell on Mo Shaoli changed from secretly looking at it to being above board, as if they had just discovered that there was a seventh girl in the house.

Facing the Wu family again, the hatred in Mo Shaoli's heart gushed out, and her whole body trembled slightly, if she hadn't pinched her palm with her nails, she would have already rushed over and scratched her face, instead of sitting in the chair and smiling.

The voice of the second wife, Huang, also rose: "It's not! Look at this white and tender little face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, more and more like a dead brother and sister! The water in the south of the Yangtze River is really nourishing! ”

x, you, x! If you can't speak, don't speak!

Mo Shaoli really wanted to choke Huang's throat to prevent her from making a sound.

I look like my mother, what is the matter with the water in the south of the river? This is clearly trying to provoke the old lady's hatred of my mother to provoke her disgust with me!

It seems that she can't pass quietly today.

Mo Shaoli got up and smiled gently: "Qiqi, thank you for your concern, and the second aunt laughed." ”

The Wu and Huang clans were so malicious and full of trouble, Old Lady Mo naturally couldn't pretend that she didn't see Mo Shaoli, her eyes fell on Mo Shaoli without warmth, and she said lightly: "It's okay, it's long overdue." Our family etiquette is heirloom, and the most important thing is to pay attention to advance and retreat, but don't learn from the shallow girl who is ignorant and messing around, and she doesn't break her body! ”

Is this saying that her original illness was faked? Obviously, she was already delirious and dying at that time, if it wasn't for Fourth Master Mo insisting on taking her to Huzhou, I am afraid that she would have died in the mansion. In the mouth of Mrs. Mo, it turned out to be an act of blackmailing Sapo in search of death and life?

Mo Shaoli sneered in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, ignoring the disgust in Mrs. Mo's eyes, and replied softly: "Thank you grandmother for your concern!" The granddaughter remembers her grandmother's teachings! "The attitude is very respectful.

What is the situation?

Seeing that she deserved to be so docile and respectful, the Wu family, who was waiting to watch the show, was stunned.

Isn't this dead girl supposed to jump up and refute the old lady? Then she will be reprimanded by the fourth child again, and then she will cry to death, and in the end, she will inevitably make Jiashantang a mess! The more noisy, the better! It's best for the old lady to send her to the temple! Without her, all the things in the warehouse of Fengyi Yuan will belong to the Mo Mansion! To return to Mofu is to return to the long house! To return to the long house is to belong to oneself.

It's all gone!

But why are things different from what she thinks?

Huang looked at Mo Shaoli but was stunned.

Is this still the original one who sprinkled Mo Qi if he didn't agree with him? How is it like a different person?

Mo Shaoli's eyes swept over them, the smile on his face became more and more sincere, and he sat back in the chair with a flattered expression, as if he was a well-behaved granddaughter who really got her grandmother's concern.

Isn't it just pretending?

Everybody's working hard! Let's see who can beat whom!