Mo Qingye pursed her lips and sat on the main seat. At that moment, I heard a commotion in the courtyard.

The Lin family hurriedly stood up and went out with everyone.

Mo Qingye glared at Su Guogong, blame you for teaching a few bear children! Su Guogong touched his nose, you didn't teach?

What they inherited was far better than what I taught. Su Jinyan said twice, and then followed his daughter-in-law out the door.

As soon as Mo Qingye went out, he saw that the courtyard gate was crowded with people. With her there, many people did not dare to enter the door for fear of colliding.

Everyone looked at the children in the courtyard with burning eyes, the Lantern Festival and the steamed buns were covered in blood, and the clothes that were still clean were full of wrinkles. The delicate little face was marked with blood in the east and a little in the west. I don't know whose it is.

The two little treasures seemed to feel their mother's gaze, and turned their heads to the side in unison. Can't see me, can't see me...

The six-year-old child who was still followed by Fang Cai was not ungrateful. This child is the second son of the second uncle's family, and the eldest son was given by Mo Qingye back then.

After the child was born, Aunt Liu took the child to the temple to find a monk to give the name. The monk directly asserted that this son did not want to exist in the world, but only had a great opportunity to have this life. Let him keep a low profile and do more good deeds in his life.

Originally, the name should have been a low-key cheap name in order to suppress the fortune of this body. But his own surname is Mo, which is much simpler. Directly give the name Fu'an. A lifetime of good health. With a Mo character in front, it just happens to be able to suppress.

At that time, Mo Lao'er's family didn't understand it, until Mo Qingye became a priest and could know the affairs of the world and have great luck in the world. Only then did they realize that their blessing was here.

Later, when the youngest son was born, he called Nian'en. Don't be ungrateful.

At this moment, he dragged a half-sized jackal in his hand, and he couldn't help himself with excitement. looked at the elder brother in front of him, and stomped his feet excitedly.

What's more, Lantern Festival also has a hundred-pound badger in one hand. There were two long trails on the ground, and he didn't see any fatigue.

Steamed buns hugged a rabbit with a three-year-old girl, always remember, I am my mother's little shop, I can't come nonsense.

Lin looked at these people, his head was big. I couldn't stop rejoicing in my heart, fortunately my little granddaughter was not there. Otherwise, this small village, ha, is not enough for the group of beasts on the mountain.

"Eh, don't be angry with Ye'er, they're still children." The Lin family looked at the little grandsons, and the two babies were also very smart. When he threw down something: "Grandma and grandma, this is a welcome gift from my brother and sister to my uncle and uncle." As he spoke, he stepped forward and took Lin's hand.

Emma, it's still safe for Grandma here.

When Su Guogong saw that the two of them also knew that they were in trouble, he couldn't stop laughing. Did you see it, did you see it? I'm not the only one who is afraid of my daughter-in-law! You are all afraid of my daughter-in-law!

Someone's pride that comes out of nowhere, it's heart-wrenching.

Lin laughed: "Yes, yes, you are all courteous." Let's go, let's go out and divide. Lin walked out with two grandsons and a small tail behind him.

Speaking to the villagers outside, Mo Qingye couldn't help but smile dumbly when he looked at those smiling faces. Only then did he shake his head, not angry.

In this family, the child is afraid of her. is the indifferent Su Guogong, but he spoils the child without a bottom line. I guess no one will believe it.

The villagers were very excited because it was given by the priest.

However, Mo Qingye didn't have long to stop. Although she and Su Guogong handed over a lot of power in their hands. But she also has to sacrifice once every few years to calm the people's hearts.

After only a few hours in the village, the county lord in the town took a bath, tied his hair, dressed up, and wore court clothes to lead people to Mojia Village. I was very excited along the way.

After making a big salute outside the Mo family, Mo Qingye became such a god again.

The villagers, who were already afraid and admired her in their hearts, suddenly knelt on the ground.

Mo Qingye left Mojia Village in the midst of everyone kneeling and bowed, and drove towards the Rain God Sacrifice.

Passing by a remote and desolate courtyard at the foot of Mojia Village, Mo Qingye swept slightly and pursed his lips lightly.

The only talented man of the Mo family, Mo Ziqi, who married the daughter of the county official next door, is now lame and lame on one leg and keeps pouring wine on the side of the bed.

I heard that he was beaten out of the county lord's mansion, and the lady directly remarried. Now Mo Ziqi lives with Mrs. Mo.

Old Mrs. Mo is now paralyzed in bed, her expression is gloomy, and the food on the table is pitch black and she can't see it. muttered in his mouth, Mo Qingye only heard a few voices, unfilial, the sky thundered, he laughed and didn't say anything, and he didn't look at it anymore.

The reincarnation of cause and effect, what you sow, what you reap. Mrs. Mo was mean and drove away several sons with her own hands. It was Mo Laosan who occasionally received help, but at most he barely made ends meet.

It's sad, but it's also painful.

Mo Qingye sat in the soft sedan chair and closed his eyes, and there was no wave in his heart. The past is already a floating cloud, and cherishing the present is the right thing.

It seems that the road out of the village has been cleared, or the people have spontaneously dispersed, and the road is extremely quiet.

When Mo Qingye went up to the high altar of the Rain God Sacrifice, it seemed that the crowd had suddenly come alive.

The rain god sacrifice, which was once full of incense, is now even more dazzling. People from all over the world rushed over to watch the spectacle.

Mo Qingye stood on the altar in emerald green, looking at the people who were kneeling down at the bottom of the mountain. Looking into the past, you can barely see the edges. A faint glow seemed to be visible overhead, and those were the people who sincerely trusted her.

She stood on the altar, and the windless corner of her clothes automatically brought a bit of elegance and mystery. Mo Qingye returned to his former hometown, but he felt a little proud in his heart.

These are the people she shelters.

Behind her, there are people she loves and her support. In front of him, there are weak people who need her protection. Mo Qingye smiled slightly. It seems that I saw the little girl who turned her head and smashed people all over the village again.

The loss and hesitation of the year, and the pride of today. It's all just a thought.

The man who was looking at her behind him could not hide the expression in his eyes. That's the woman who belongs to him, the woman who belongs to him alone! That petite body seems to contain great energy. It seems to be delicate and makes him feel distressed.

Mo Qingye seemed to be aware of it, turned his head, looked at each other and smiled.

Mo Qingye slowly stepped forward. Pull him and enjoy the glory of this moment and the worship of all people with her. This, the man who stood behind her and also stood beside her.

The two clasped hands.

Mo Qingye's small hand was lightly clicked, and the aura overflowed from himself, filling the entire heaven and earth. Just like her mission in Da Zhou.

Everything is over, but it is also a new beginning. Their story continues. (To be continued.) )