86_86551 Great Zhou Xiangwu period.

Mojia Village at the foot of Taiping Mountain.

Mo Qingye's eyes were lying on the bed without focus, and the sparse and tattered bedspread was reflected in his pupils, as well as the unbelievable disbelief under his eyes.

The faint pain in the back of her head reminded her that this qiē was real!

Mo Qingye sighed helplessly. Overhead, a crumbling bedspread with several large holes in the wind could be clearly seen, and the whole room was filled with four words. Stripped bare!

The walls are made of mud, which is almost extinct in modern times, and the potholes on the walls can still be seen from afar, and there is a table of eight immortals in the middle of the room. Although a horn is missing, it is not difficult to see that it is purely handmade.

Mo Qingye closed his eyes lightly and stabilized his mind. Her mind didn't seem to turn yet. She Mo Qingye has been a child who grew up in an orphanage since she was a child, and she was admitted to university all the way with social funding. The only regret is her bad luck that doesn't change every day!

Even she was supposed to go to Capital University. For so many years, it's almost a moldy place to go. Getting lost when you go out, hitting a tree and crashing a car while walking, and doing good deeds can be misunderstood and sent to the bureau. Anyway, where there is bad luck, there is her. On the day of the work, he was actually killed by two quarreling couples who threw a flower pot from upstairs.

Thinking of this, Mo Qingye couldn't help but sigh, he had worked hard for more than 20 years, and he actually died on the first day of his official transformation.

The dean probably has to go to the temple to pray for her again. Raised his hand and touched his forehead, but there was also a scar on his forehead. I just don't know if it's my own body. Lifting the torn quilt that was ventilated everywhere, the round and round body came into view. Mo Qingye sighed and tried to think about the original match with his secondary body. Fragments are a bit of a memory.

The Great Zhou does not seem to be the dynasty recorded in modern history. Now that the barbarians are attacking, Da Zhou is often in the midst of war, but this has nothing to do with the distant Mojia Village.

Farmhouse, but firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. No matter what, it's just a matter of living your own life. Mojia Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is protected by Taiping Mountain all year round.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, no matter how bad the year is, you can always survive in the mountains. This also seeks some peace for Mojia Village.

Almost all of the people in Mojia Village are from the Mo clan, and Mo Qingye's possessed body is also called Mo Qingye, which seems to be Mo Qingye's only comfort.

Mo Qingye's father, called Mo Laosan. Third at home. is still a well-known filial son in the village, and he is an honest and loyal man. Her father's generation gave birth to a total of four sons and a sister-in-law. The sister-in-law and the fourth uncle have never married.

In Mo Qingye's memory, except for the fourth uncle, it seems that none of the families are fuel-efficient lamps. Besides, Mo San also has a superb lady who can be called eccentric to the extreme.

Thinking of this, Mo Qingye felt dizzy. Being in an orphanage did not allow her to learn how to get along with her family.

The only thing she believes in is knowledge and fists are the last word. Well, that means she's a girl who can't solve problems with words and has to rely on her fists! Otherwise, it would not have become an orphanage.

According to Mo Qingye's recollections, the conditions of the Mo family do not seem to be good. It can be called a family with four walls.

However, this Mo Qingye was raised into a ball alive. Pinching the flesh on his face, he can't tell whether to cry or laugh. The family was so poor, but they raised her into a group. But thinking that his body was only seven or eight years old, he also let it go.

The only blow was that Mo Qingye didn't seem to be a normal child.

Since I was a child, my eyes have been glazed, my eyes have been blank, and I can't say a few words for a year. It doesn't seem to be in the right mind. Everyone in the village called her a stupid girl. Let her learn how to bark as a dog. Mo Qingye's honest brother fought for her a lot.

Mo Qingye's skin is quite fair, and there is a birthmark the size of a copper coin on his forehead. This is just some of the things that Mo Qingye found from his memory, but not much. The whole person gave Mo Qingye was a little earth girl. Takeout is still silly.

There are even rumors in the village that Mo Qingye is not biological. Several members of the Mo family have a healthy wheat complexion, but Mo Qingye is white and pure. Mo Laosan's best mother, that is, her grandmother, also wanted to drown her several times.

In Mo Qingye's memory, the little girl was quite stubborn, and she unconsciously followed her brother up the mountain to pick wild fruits, but she was stubborn for the first time in her life. I had to climb the cliff to pick the wild flowers, but I fell down the mountain and died. This is the arrival of Mo Qingye. Mo Qingye couldn't help but stroke his forehead, it was really a wrongful death.

There was a creak, and the old wooden door was pushed open from the outside. A tall, thin boy walked in with a gloomy face. Let his honest face be shrouded in a layer of haze.

The boy saw Mo Qingye sitting steadily on the bed, looking at him worriedly, his eyes lit up instantly, and he suddenly turned around and rushed out.

"Mother! Qingya is awake! Mo Qingye only heard the sound of surprise roaring outside, and the old door was still squeaking and shaking.

Xiao Bu, who was originally following the tall and thin boy, was also stunned on the spot. Leaving Mo Qingye and the two staring at each other.

It's about three or four years old, and it's sad to be thin. I don't know how Mo Qingye looks like a ball.

The little boy looked at Mo Qingye fixedly, his mouth pursed, and tears were about to fall. "Woo, my sister is awake." threw himself into Mo Qingye's arms and hit Mo Qingye with a grin.

Immediately, Mo Qingye's body was faintly stiff. God knows how uncomfortable she is for being so close to people. Touching Xiao Budian's body, which almost only had bones left, Mo Qingye felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

Just as he was about to say something, the wooden door was pushed open again, only this time much more powerful. "Qingya!" A woman in a blue and white cotton cloth choked up and rushed over and hugged Mo Qingye.

"Qingya, my Qingya, I'm finally awake." The woman cried so hard that she couldn't stand up, and the tall and thin boy comforted his mother. Occasionally, I saw Mo Qingye's clear eyes floating over, and I was still a little puzzled.

"In the future, when I grow up, I will pick a lot of flowers for Sister Qing, so that Sister Qing will not fall. The little tree has to grow up quickly, so that whoever says that my sister Qing is a fool will beat him! Xiao Budian also shouted with a crying voice in Mo Qingye's arms.

After the woman cried, she felt a lot more stable, and she was also relieved to look at Xiao Budian. "Okay, Qingshu is the most well-behaved."

The woman looked to be in her thirties, but there were already a few strands of gray hair on her forehead. However, looking at Mo Qingye's eyes, he was full of pity. "Qingshan, go and bring the chicken soup to Qingya." Morin said happily.

Mo Qingshu raised his head and looked at Mo Qingye with his big wet eyes, "Second sister, you must drink more chicken soup." This is what my mother borrowed from my grandmother. If you don't drink it, your aunt should come and ask for it. Mo Qingshu raised his small fist and looked uneven.

Thinking of the words when grandma heard that she was going to borrow a chicken to make soup for the second sister, she cursed the second sister for dying early, and she couldn't help but pout. The eldest aunt also said on the side that she wanted to disturb a chicken leg, hum, the little tree was reluctant to eat it!

Lin Sanniang patted Xiaoshu's shoulder helplessly. "Little trees are not allowed to talk nonsense. The eldest uncle's family is not doing well. Lin Sanniang's eyebrows and eyes were full of bitterness. Thinking of the mean appearance of the two sisters-in-law on the head, I felt my heart tighten.

"I don't." Mo Qingye couldn't help but stop it. However, after a hard ideological struggle, I still couldn't call out the mother. Mo Qingye's voice was soft and glutinous, and he seemed to be a little hoarse because he didn't speak often.

The woman was stunned, and everyone in the room trembled and pointed at Mo Qingye, Mo Qingye was so frightened that she couldn't recover, I don't want to be a mother, won't you find out in just one sentence, right?!

"Qingya, my Qingya is willing to speak!" The woman rushed over again, holding Mo Qingye and not letting go. "Qingya can speak." The woman's whole body trembled.

Mo Qingshan also stood in place, and the face of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was a little moist and stunned. It seems that he can't adapt to his sister's change so much.

The little Mo Qingshu in his arms stared at the big black and white eyes, holding Mo Qingye's hand. A vigorous giggle. Haha, look who dares to say that my sister is a fool!! My dad won't beat him to death!

"Mother, you lighten up." Qingshan saw that Mo Qingye was strangled and coughed, and hurriedly pulled his mother away. Mo Qingye cast a grateful look, which stunned Mo Qingshan for a while. I really haven't adapted to my sister's change yet.

At this time, Mo Qingye also settled down a little, but it was okay. It turned out to be overjoyed. But my heart is very relieved, and there is also a little warmth. It seems to be a family affection that I have never experienced.

Regardless of whether Mo Qingye is biological or not, I am afraid that this family is only biological if they act like this. "It's really blessed by the gods, I didn't expect Qingya to be really blessed by misfortune this time." The woman patted her heart in fear.

"If you like anything in the future, tell Qingshan, and Qingshan will help you find it." The woman rebuked her.

Mo Qingye nodded silently and listened. If it weren't for the words just now and the faint brightness in Mo Qingye's eyes, I'm afraid a few people wouldn't believe that Mo Qingye was blessed by misfortune. Seeing Mo Qingye like this, Zhile's woman said that she would go and thank the gods.

"Sister Qing, I'll keep the flowers you picked for you." Xiaoshu also regained his naughty temperament in the past, and jumped out proudly.

Unexpectedly, the woman's face suddenly darkened, "I said, the tree flowers are not allowed to stay!" If it weren't for the plucking of the Rausch flowers, Aoba ......" the woman would cry again.

Mo Qingye hurriedly got up and comforted, "It's okay, I won't pick it in the future, don't throw the flowers away." "Mo Qingye doesn't like flowers. It's that the flower seems a little weird.

She was stoned to death by a flower pot in her previous life, and the flower seemed to be exactly the same as the tree that Mo Qingye fell down the mountain and wanted to pick. At the top of the tree, there is a leaf that is almost transparent green. The flower reflected like a mirror in the sunlight. If it weren't for that, Mo Qingye wouldn't have been attracted at first sight. Lost his life for it.

Well, what Mo Qingye actually wants to know more is that Mo Qingye in the two lives actually hung up for the same pot of flowers, and he would not be willing to look at it twice. For the sake of being such unlucky, Mo Qingye also admitted it