As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, every household removes the red lanterns hanging in the courtyard, seals them, and prepares to hang them again during the New Year, and the days gradually return to calm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Xiaohe put away the paintings made by her husband Gu Zheng on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, put them in the box and locked them, but she felt that it was still not very reliable, in case there was a little thief in the house, she didn't care if she stole some money, if she stole the painting, it would be embarrassing.

It's just weird, the two of them are too serious in painting, their faces are depicted in detail, and the key parts are not missing at all, just by looking at their faces, they can immediately recognize them as husband and wife.

Just when the clan returned, Mo Xiaohe also had to go back to the village to see, she put the painting on the carriage and thought about taking it to the mountain, so that it would be more hidden and safe, and she didn't have to worry about it all the time.

On the morning of the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Mo Daya's husband Li Er came to the house to deliver a letter and asked Mo Xiaohe to use a carriage to pick up people in the courtyard.

"Husband, it seems that we are in good disguise this time, and the old Qianpo and Li Er have relaxed their vigilance."

Mo Xiaohe tidied up a little, didn't want to delay for a moment, greeted Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, and went to pick up people early while the sun was still not big.

Gu Zheng shook his head, no wonder the two of them relaxed their vigilance, the news that the Mo family was leaving couldn't be hidden, and in the future, Mo Daya had no one to call the shots, so she could only live with Li Er obediently.

It was still early, but there were not many people in the market, perhaps just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the people had meat and vegetables at home, and their stomachs were oily and watery, and the butchers who sold meat sighed again and again at the meat on the shelves.

A whole pig was killed in the morning, and only a few pork belly were sold, Mo Xiaohe asked for a pork knuckle for the butcher to take off the bones, and chop the bones in half, so that the bones and meat were all there. Recently, the food at home is good, and she is not very hungry for meat, so she bought it for her cousin to make up for her body.

"Xiaohe, how did you make the moon cakes you sent, there are egg yolks and ham, I ate two pieces in one go."

Mo Daya carried a small basket on the carriage, there were more than 20 eggs in the basket, the hens that the Li family originally raised, saw the eggs in the world, the family has not eaten much recently, and she went back empty-handed to save face, so the old goddess asked her to bring the eggs back.

"That's just three for you, right?"

Salted duck eggs are limited, dig out the egg yolk, and the egg whites can only be eaten as pickles, so Mo Xiaohe doesn't do much, a total of more than a dozen egg yolk ham moon cakes, and the three families share them.

"Yes, my body is weak, Li Er and the old lady have been honest recently, and they don't dare to make a move on the surface, but I can eat."

And yesterday my father and mother went to see her, and left a lot of things, Mo Daya's family came back, the old goddess was very weak-hearted, so she tried to please her, she proposed to go back to the village to see, the old goddess hesitated, and nodded in agreement.

"Agreed? Aren't you afraid of your complaint? ”

Mo Xiaohe yawned, looked at her face in a small mirror, there was a blue and black place on her lower eyelid, looking a little haggard, she and her husband painted naked until the second half of the night, nothing was done, just posing, her waist and legs were sore, she couldn't wait to lie on the soft bed, close her eyes and sleep until tomorrow morning.

"Both soft and hard, the old pious woman has always been sweet and bitter, she coaxed me, Li Er will live a good life with me, all kinds of injuries before were unintentional, a few months of children have flowed, they are also heartbroken......"

It's okay not to say this, it's okay to say that this stimulated Mo Daya, between her and the Li family, there was a deep hatred, and she was almost poisoned, she wouldn't be healed and forgot the pain.

"Xiaohe, I see that you are not energetic."

As soon as she got into the car, she had been walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Mo Xiaohe had already yawned seven or eight times, and tears were flowing out. ”

"No, I just came to Yaxing suddenly and painted."

Mo Xiaohe wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, she was afraid that her cousin would ask what she had done, so she hurriedly changed the topic, and Mo Daya was worried, yesterday her father and mother only glanced at it, and the old goddess was staring at it, and she couldn't say anything psychologically, she kept holding back and not letting herself cry.

Mo Xiaohe didn't listen to what Mo Xiaohe said, she was immersed in her own world until she reached the door.

A few days ago, Gu Zheng and Mo Xiaohe cleaned, the courtyard was tidy, after Mo Daya got out of the carriage, she held on to the door frame with one hand and stopped, she was a little afraid of the reunion scene, thinking of the grievances she had suffered in the past half a day, she couldn't stop her tears.

When she was a girl, she loved to compare with Mo Xiaohe, and felt that the family was patriarchal, and her father and mother called her as a girl, and she was obedient to her only little brother, and her grandmother didn't look down on her. Unexpectedly, it was not out of the sea of suffering, but into the abyss.

Mo Daya smiled bitterly, it was her mind that was not right, the daughter of the village family, who was not called by half a strong laborer when she was seven or eight years old, and her family valued her little brother more, and it should be, this year, everyone regards the children and grandchildren who continue the incense as treasures.

"Dead girl, you still have the face to come back, you debt collector, you can break your mother's heart!"

Mo Xiaohe thought that her cousin was weak and unstable, so she took the initiative to step forward to help, and as soon as the two crossed the threshold, they saw her aunt coming out of the house with red and swollen eyes, and came quickly, holding Mo Daya in her arms, crying all the time.

"Okay, come in first, let's go in and talk about it, do you want the people in the village to see the joke?"

The uncle is very serious, when the clansmen returned to the clan and left, and Mo Daya was left behind, except for the clan, and married people hastily, there was no shortage of rumors in the village, what happened, I couldn't hide people, and it was useless to have a strict tone in my own house.

"Yes, yes, close the door, I'm confused."

After leaving for more than half a year, the uncle and the aunt have seen the world in Kyoto, which has been different from the original, the temperament has changed a lot, there is less local flavor, the two of them are dressed several times better than before, people rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold clothes, and they are young.

On the other hand, Mo Daya, with a yellow complexion, a thin body, like a hemp pole, and her face was full of sorrow, they didn't look like a family, but more like peers.

What Mo Xiaohe didn't say was that this was still the result of recuperation, on the day of detoxification, Mo Daya's face was colorless, like a fifty or sixty-year-old woman, with silver threads on her sideburns, up and down her body, without a little vitality.

Gu Zheng didn't enter the house, but sat and chatted with Uncle Mo Xiaohe in the courtyard, he always felt that it involved *, although it was all his own family, he didn't listen to it well, and this approach was very appropriate, so that Uncle nodded again and again, thinking in his heart, his niece is a blessed person and married a good person.

Here, after entering the house, Mo Daya sat on the chair and wiped her tears with her sleeve, "Mother, you came to see me yesterday, our mother and daughter can't talk too much, so I came back, I did such a shameless thing, let you and my father be ashamed, it's my ignorant ......"

Mo Daya loves to be greedy and cheap, Li Er always coaxed her with words, she believed it and was willing to dedicate herself, it was her fault, she went astray, and she had today's tragic fate.

"What's the use of all this?"

The eldest aunt shook her head, she couldn't let go of her daughter at that meeting in Kyoto, and she thought in her heart that she would go back early, maybe she would be able to catch up with the birth of her grandson. At the beginning, the clansmen left Mojia Village and went all the way to Dayue, the girl would rather be expelled from the clan than choose to stay, she was a nest, and the concubine Li continued to comfort her, so there was the name of the Mo family, the Li family was a small common people, powerless, and would not do anything to the eldest girl, besides, the eldest girl had a dowry.

Mother and daughter are connected, she doesn't think about tea and dinner, always thinking about this matter, but she is thousands of miles away, she can't come back at all, she wants to write a letter and send it back through the caravan, it will take a month or so, and Mo Daya can't read a few words, she has to give up if she thinks about it.

Afraid of what, just returned to the town, sure enough, something happened, her heart is still in a mess, yesterday when she went back to her parents' house, she began to resent her relatives for not helping the eldest girl.

Mo Daya gritted her teeth, pulled the hem of her clothes, and her mother held her in her arms, and there was a burst of crying and scolding, she was pregnant in October, and the flesh and blood she gave birth to were raised so big, after marrying the old Li family, she was bullied so much by the mother and son of the old Li family, and no one could accept it.

Crying for a while, Mo Xiaohe was also embarrassed on the side, she came to help restore the truth, only said what she saw, and discussed what to do next by the way, seeing that it was almost over, she went to the yard to fetch a basin of water and let the mother and daughter wash their faces.

"Xiaohe, thanks to you, if it weren't for you and Gu Xiaozi, my eldest girl would definitely die!"

When she met Li Xiu, she was in a hurry and was in a hurry, so she didn't say it too clearly, she grasped the key, her daughter was poisoned by the Li family and almost poisoned to death, but there was no evidence, so she couldn't make trouble now, and she had to discuss countermeasures.

"Yes, mother, it's all Xiaohe's clever, otherwise I ......"

Thinking of the tragic scene of dying at that time, Mo Daya choked again, a lot of tears were held in her heart before, and when she saw her mother, she couldn't help it anymore, and suddenly felt that she had something to rely on.

However, the road in the future has to rely on oneself, and my father and mother will go to Yingchuan if they can't stop for a few days, and I am afraid that they will not be able to come back several times in the future.

"Mother, the baby in my belly ......"

Speaking from the beginning, Mo Daya choked up several times, couldn't cry, her voice was hoarse, and she was intermittent, and the eldest aunt also wiped her tears, and heard that the old lady used purslane to eat as a dish, and she couldn't wait to carry a kitchen knife to cut people. Oh my God, I'm really blind, I did evil in my last life to meet such a strange person!

"Big girl, you have suffered so many grievances, my mother will definitely call the shots for you!"

The Mo family doesn't care, she will take care of it herself, it's a big deal to be divorced, she will take her daughter to live in the future, otherwise what will her daughter do? is not yet twenty years old, young, and after leaving, how can he live alone?

Lang Zhong said that his eldest girl did not recuperate well after giving birth, and she was malnourished, and her body was lost, maybe, it would be difficult to have children in the future, this was a thunderbolt from the sky, and it hit her head directly, and Uncle Mo Xiaohe was remorseful and heartbroken, and hated why she didn't insist on taking her daughter to Kyoto.