At this point, Mo Lianxuan's return to Beijing has been fully prepared, and it is all in place, just waiting for the general sent by the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei to come and pick it up.

Half a month later, the family of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei came as promised, led by Mo Guangyi, the personal guard chief of Mo Hou Ye, who not only brought a hundred Hou Mansion guards, but also brought 20 secret guards, which shows how much attention Mo Hou Ye attaches to taking his two granddaughters back to Beijing this time.

Mo Guangyi came on this trip and brought back a few relatives, but it was Aunt Chun and Mo Qihong, the sixth son of the Mo family, and the maids and servants they had to use.

At this moment, the backyard of the General's Mansion became lively all of a sudden, Mo Qihong was brought up by the Mo Liu clan, and he hadn't seen him for more than a year, but he didn't forget his mother, and he didn't lose his hand if he grabbed the Mo Liu clan.

For fear that as soon as he lets go, he will be separated from his mother again, Mo Qihong is six years old this year, and he looks like a good wealth boy sitting down with Guanyin Bodhisattva, cute and tight, Mo Lianxuan and Mo Lianxi sisters like him the most, and the three sisters and brothers are so happy.

Except for when they met, Aunt Chun couldn't stop crying at Mrs. Mo and sighed at her own young lady

The road ahead is bumpy, and he is going to be lonely and old, and he is secretly determined to accompany his wife and serve her well.

In the next few days, there was laughter and laughter in the general's mansion, as well as Mo Qihong's milky and immature voice, and often when he spoke, everyone would be amused.

Mo Lianxuan looked at her mother, obviously in a much better mood, and was secretly happy in her heart, but also deeply felt that her original thoughts, but it was really right, with such a little monkey here, are you still afraid that your mother will not be happy?

And after Mo Qiyun and Mo Guangyi had a deep conversation behind closed doors, the day of returning to Beijing was set for three days later, and after Mo Lianxuan got the news, she simply took her sister Mo Lianxi and lived in the courtyard of the Mo Liu family.

The mothers are day and night, but fortunately, Aunt Chun and Mo Qihong have returned, and Mo Liu's mood is much more comfortable, otherwise Mo Lianxuan is afraid that she will not be able to return to Beijing.

On the day of departure, Mo Lianxuan was helped into the carriage by the purple kite, and when she looked at the door, she was shocked to realize that her luggage had become so much at some point.

Shengsheng added six large boxes of golden silk nanmu, which in addition to Mo Liu's body, it was the agenda sent by the ladies and ladies of each family, and Mo Liu's family simply packed it all for his daughters to take away, and this Mo Liu's family alone sent three big boxes.

Mo Lianxuan was streamlined and streamlined in the past, and she felt that she didn't bring much things, but when it came to loading, she realized that it was still too much, but she didn't expect that it was her mother who stole two boxes.

She thought she was bringing too many things here, but Mo Liu's and Aunt Chun's felt that they were few, Mo Lianxuan wanted to move down two more boxes, but how could Mo Liu's add them so easily, and move them down?

Helplessly, Mo Lianxuan could only give up at the insistence of these two people, and went on the road with this heavy luggage......

Mo Liushi took Aunt Chun and Mo Qihong all the way to Shilipo, and pulled their two daughters in the long pavilion and was reluctant to let go, and the tears were not broken.

Fortunately, Mo Lianxi and Mo Qihong, the two little ones, are extremely sensible, one does not cry or make trouble, and comforts his mother: "Although my mother can rest assured, my eldest sister and I will be fine, besides, this is not far away, in case I am impatient, I will write back and ask my brother to send someone back to pick it up." ”

The other coquettishly appeared in front of Mo Liushi with a smiling face: "Mother hugs, mother only loves the big sister and the seventh sister, not Hong Geerla." ”

Mo Liu's heart was soft when he heard this, and he couldn't help but lose his daughter and go to hug his younger son.

As a result, before he could touch it, he was stopped by Mo Qiyun, who was standing on the side, and shouted: "What are you hugging, how old are you, and you still want your mother to hug you?" These three days are a holiday for you, just wait for your two sisters to leave, you will move in with me, so that you can accept your stubbornness, and wait to endure hardship. ”

Mo Qihong has always been very afraid of his eldest brother, and he always felt that his brother's speech and demeanor were the same as his father's.

I am afraid that my brother will lose his temper after a while, and he will whip it like his father, and his own flesh and skin will suffer, he has always been very obedient, and this will be even more with eyes on the back of his head, and he will be very vigilant.

Mo Liu's family also knew that the beloved son was like a murderer, and the stick head was filial piety, seeing that the eldest son taught the younger brother, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he didn't say anything to protect him, only when Mo Qiyun turned around to talk to Mo Lianxuan, he secretly touched Mo Qihong's head, and when he saw Mo Qiyun turn around, he hurriedly threw away his hand.

With a few children so interrupted, Mo Liu's sadness eased a little, so he sighed and said: "Alas, it's not early, you two sisters will go on the road, my mother remembers you in my heart, and it makes sense to write letters often." ”

Qiu Yue, who was beside Zi Kite and Mo Lianxi, hurriedly put the brocade mat in her hand on the ground, and the two sisters knelt down together and respectfully kowtowed to Mo Liu's three heads.

I only heard Mo Lianxuan say sadly: "My mother is worried, my daughter only hopes that her mother will worry less about her daughters, and spend more of her thoughts on her brother and Brother Hong, and her daughter must take good care of her sister, and her mother can rest assured." ”

Mo Liushi stretched out his hand to help a pair of delicate children, his eyes were misty, and he felt that he couldn't see the delicate faces of his daughters clearly, Aunt Chun next to him wiped her tears, held Mo Liu's arm and said: "Madam, don't be sad, you are like this, you can call the two young ladies, how is it good?" ”

When Mo Lianxuan heard this, she broke away from her mother's hand, took a step back, and gave Aunt Chun a salute, so frightened that Aunt Chun hurriedly pulled her up, and said in her mouth: "I can't help it, but I can't help it, is the eldest lady going to kill the slave?" ”

Mo Lianxuan took her hand and advised: "Aunt Chun, my sister and I are not by my mother's side, and I ask Aunt Chun to take care of my mother, and be more forgiving for her." ”

Aunt Chun also cried a lot, and said in a crying voice: "Eldest Miss, just rest assured, I am the maid of the third Miss, and I have never treated myself as an aunt, I will serve our young lady as before in the future, I was willing to do this, you just take care of yourself and Miss Seven, and it will be done." ”

She was in a hurry, and the title she was used to running out again, but she didn't find that Mo Qiyun looked at her with a little more appreciation, if this Mo Dagongzi is still a little suspicious of Aunt Chun, I'm afraid that he can go a little bit at this time, right?

Under the joint persuasion of Mo Qiyun and Mo Qihong, Mo Liushi finally got on the car and turned around, but Mo Qiyun followed the convoy and went straight to the border of Guang'an County.

On the rickety carriage, Mo Lianxuan lightly supported her cheeks with one hand, and held the red sandalwood curly grass pattern girdle with three bent legs in the other, and her brother stiffly stuffed a wooden box of pineapple wood, tapping gently.

When she took it just now, with that weight, she knew that her brother must not know how many good things were stuffed in it.