Su Niang's eyes darkened, and her voice was almost inaudible, "Sister's female red is really good......"

After saying that, she was shocked that something was wrong, and quickly raised her eyes to glance at Mo Shi'an's expression, and saw that he was still stunned, so she breathed a sigh of relief and comforted herself, maybe he didn't hear it.

"What about you?" Mo Shi'an returned the embroidered frame to her, Ruxing's eyes looked straight at her, and the word "serious" could be clearly read between her eyebrows.

"What do you like?"

Su Niang's heart couldn't stop pounding, these days, although she has been trying her best to play the role of a good lady, but after all, the identity of her and the fifth master is too different, even if the fifth master is in trouble now, she has never hoped that he can ...... to herself Even if their sisters bore children for him, she still carried his child in her belly.

"Although Su Niang and her sister are twin sisters, they are not as skillful as their sisters, and most of them are ...... in the fields," she said weakly, her hands unconsciously shrunk into her sleeves.

Mo Shi'an understood, no wonder Su Niang's hands had a thin cocoon that had been smoothed out.

"This dust talisman ......" Mo Shi'an wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Su Niang, she used her words carefully, "Su Niang's former sister took over the work of the shop, and she was really busy, so I will help make one or two." ”

"That's right." Mo Shi'an spit out three words dryly for a while.

"I'll go chop some more wood." He finished speaking in a muffled voice and left, his steps a little sluggish and heavy.

Su Niang looked at the door for a while, probed Moyi's forehead, lowered her head and continued to thread the needle, beating her back from time to time.

Mo Yi felt that he was much more sober, and as he really said, the temperature dropped a lot.

She is not a real child, she can't understand human speech, and she knows very well what happened to the small family of her body now.

Cheap Daddy Mo Shi'an, who used to be an immortal and an immortal master in the world, is actually just a person who has just come into contact with the path of cultivation, far less exaggerated than the rumors, and can move mountains and seas and the like.

If it really reaches that realm, it will not be because of the matter of will, fighting with people, being abolished and cultivated to be thrown out of the mountain gate, grandfather is angry with him, expelled him from the house, a little left to his own devices, those days of continuous rain, they don't know where to go, in the end, Su Niang came to this small mulberry village, although their sisters' parents went early, but at least there are a few relatives.

After renting a car and walking on the road for six days, they almost spent the only silver taels on Su Niang's body, and after Su Niang secretly took off the jade bracelet in her hand and stuffed it to the village chief, they finally settled in this small village and got this dilapidated and leaky house.

From brocade clothes and jade food to barely eating a full stomach, for her, at most, human milk has been replaced by gruel, compared to the former, the latter's acceptance is higher, Su Niang is from a Zhuang family, only her cheap father is used to the life of the eldest young master, at first glance from the top of the cloud to the dust, a lot of discomfort.

But it can be seen that Mo Shi'an is working very hard to adapt to the current life, and Mo Yi agrees with the sentence "Guarding your mother and living a good life", and she is also working very hard to integrate into her current identity......

"Su Niang, I thought of it!" Mo Shi'an was still carrying a firewood knife borrowed from the village chief's house, and he frightened Su Niang, and the embroidery needle in his hand suddenly pierced his hand, and a little blood beads oozed out.

"Husband, what do you think?" Not to mention that Su Niang wants to know, Mo Yi also wants to know.

"I can make rune paper, I can make rune paper to support my family." Mo Shi'an's expression was stern, and his tone was unusually solemn.

Mo Yi didn't hear the conversation between the two behind clearly, she fell asleep in a daze again, only to hear the two talking a lot in a trance, her father was very excited, her aunt was very happy, she felt that maybe it would be good to walk through, and it would be good to have a home like this......

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"Sister, the medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot." The little girl, carved in pink and jade, like a ball of dough, stared at the bowl in her hand without blinking, and walked cautiously, for fear of spilling a drop.

"Little sister, can you put that first? Sister will drink it later. "Mo Yi, no, now it should be called for the ink dyeing clothes to pour the weighed spirit stone powder into the small jar in the corner of the room, quickly fasten the lid, open a hole in the middle of the lid, take out a bamboo pole, poke in, slowly stir, the movement is gentle and rhythmic.

She first heard people shout "Yiyi, Yiyi", and the surname is Mo, thinking that it is the same as her real name, at most it is different from the same sound, which is quite comforting, and later learned that in the middle of the names of girls of their generation, there is a dyed word, her big name, should be called ink dyed clothes, asked each word, she didn't know what mood to be, it was exactly the same as the name she gave every time she played a game.

"No, the doctor said that the effect should be good if you drink it hot, and the disease will get better quickly." The little girl is only six or seven years old, and her appearance is cute, at this time she has a serious face, like a little adult, how to look at it and how to have a sense of joy.

"That's it, where can it be good." She didn't care, the weakness on her body was brought out of her mother's womb, and she could get better early, but she just stayed up like this day by day.

To say that she died in her previous life, there is really no regret and emotion, there is really no person and thing worthy of her nostalgia, but now she really doesn't want to die so early, she has a father and mother who coax her, cares about her sister, and the family lives a harmonious life, although she can only eat and wear, but she is very warm and happy, and this warmth makes her difficult to give up......

"There are still two years, as long as you have a spiritual root, you can live a long life." Mo Dye Yu said very seriously, a pair of eyes shining like diamonds.

She really didn't want to disappoint her sister by saying something unpleasant, so she had to stop the movements in her hand for a while, took the medicinal soup with one hand with a smile, took a sip, and drank not a single drop.

The mouth of the bowl was slightly tilted, there was really no decoction at all, and the small mouth of the ink-dyed jade was curled.

The ink dyed clothes continued to stir, only to feel that the sweat still did not stop, and the rhythmic hitting sound of "dangdangdangdang" in the yard echoed her movements.

The sound in the courtyard stopped, and Mo Shi'an pushed the door and walked in, "Xiaoyi, why are you disobedient, Dad said that these Dad will do it." He stepped forward and grabbed the bamboo pole, stirred it twice, felt that the spirit stone powder had been completely integrated, and sighed lightly, "You......"

He shook his head as he poured the contents of the bowl into it, "I really don't know what to say about your kid, why are you so thoughtful!" ”

Mo Dye Yi gently tugged the corner of Mo Shi'an, and whispered, "Dad, don't let my mother know." ”

Handed over the paper mold in a timely manner, Mo Shi'an shook his head helplessly, he really had nothing to do with this daughter, he felt sorry for her weak body, and felt sorry for her early wisdom and sensibility, poured the amber liquid in the altar into the paper molds, and the ink dyed clothes neatly stacked it neatly on the iron plate that was one meter long and one foot wide and narrow, and waited until the bottom of the altar was empty, and one side of the iron plate was just full.

When it was done, the father and daughter looked at each other and smiled, as if they had a common secret.

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