Since the last time she "communicated alone" with Mo Youquan, Jian Xi'er has not found a chance to talk to Mo Youquan about fake death in the past few days.

After a few days of calming down, Jian Xi'er reorganized the memories left by the previous term. According to what Mo Youquan said that day, Jian Xi'er can be sure that Daddy Mo should be sincere to her. She didn't suspect that Mo Youquan was lying, after all, according to the memory of the previous term, Mo Youquan was really a solid eye.

Waiting for Daddy Mo to come to see her this night, Jian Xi'er felt that there was going to be a showdown! This matter can't be delayed any longer, and she has been faintly uneasy in her heart these days.

"Little Seventh Girl, listen to your aunt, you don't have a good appetite today, are you unwell?" Father Mo hurriedly entered the house and looked nervously at Jian Xi'er's sallow and thin face.

Jian Xi'er sat up by herself, and then got out of bed and closed the half-open door under Daddy Mo's shocked gaze.

"Little ...... Little Seven Girls, you, how are you?! You're ready to go to the ground! It's really great! Father Mo came back to his senses and looked at Mo Xiaoqi, his eyes overflowing with muddy droplets.

Jian Xi'er sat on the edge of the bed, put her thin hand on Daddy Mo's knees, and said softly: "Grandpa, I'm fine, don't be sad... I'll get better slowly. ”

When Father Mo heard this, he nodded happily: "Hey, grandpa is not sad, he is happy, happy." ”

Jian Xi'er looked at the old man's wrinkled and smiling face like a chrysanthemum, and there was a trace of warmth in her heart that she hadn't seen for a long time, how could she doubt such an old man's love for his granddaughter......

Waiting for Daddy Mo to ease his emotions, Jian Xi'er grabbed Daddy Mo and told Daddy Mo about the direct plan to fake his death. originally thought that Father Mo would be surprised and at a loss, but he didn't think that the old man just sighed and agreed.

Originally, a lot of words and excuses were prepared that didn't come in handy, it seems that Daddy Mo also has some guesses in his heart, after all, he is a person who has lived most of his life, and the old saying of the old man is not passed down in vain.

Jian Xi'er wrote down the medicinal materials needed for the fake death medicine separately on a few pieces of paper and handed them to Father Mo: "Grandpa, you ask the uncle to go to the town tomorrow to buy these medicinal materials separately, so that others don't find out about it." ”

Daddy Mo nodded: "Grandpa knows, you are at home with peace of mind, and grandpa will call your uncle tomorrow." After a pause, he said: "Xiao Qi, grandpa has to find someone to help you in this matter after thinking about it, otherwise how will you live alone in the future, grandpa can't let your little doll wander outside as a homeless person...... Grandpa, I'm sorry for your father. Saying that, Daddy Mo was sad and heartbroken again.

Jian Xi'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, originally she had been thinking about getting out, and she didn't plan what to do in the future, she just thought that she could live her life if she got out. It's really not good to think about it now, judging from the history studied by the previous one, this continent is very chaotic.

There are many countries on this continent that are at war with each other, and some areas are religiously self-reliant, without even state institutions, and are directly governed by religion. There are also several areas that are chaotic and unmanaged, with no laws or restrictions, and where the people are basically prisoners or refugees from all countries.

Fortunately, the Wusong country where she stayed was strong and one of the powerful countries on the mainland, although it had just experienced a major war in the early years, it was also afraid of several surrounding countries. This is the current stable day, and the imperial court is also raising troops to restore its strength at this time, and the days without the war and chaos of the people can be regarded as stable.

Those who do not have an identity registered in Wu Song are exiles, and exiles have no human rights, and they are worse than those who commit crimes and are reduced to slavery. Displaced people will not be directly incorporated as civilians, unless they are brought home by civilians to be used as daughters-in-law or upside down to register in the household, otherwise they will only be driven out......

Ordinary people basically don't take in the homeless, because the homeless people are basically men, and the women who become homeless people don't live long.

If she really becomes a homeless person, Jian Xi'er really doesn't know what to do, although she is now poisoned, but she has been poisoned all the year round, and now her body is weak, and she has no ability to protect herself in time...... And the Mo family can't secretly take care of her after her "death", she completely cut off contact with the Mo family to ensure that those people will not find clues in the future, and they will not affect the Mo family......

Thinking clearly, Jian Xi'er nodded: "Grandpa is right, do you have a candidate?" ”

"Yes, there is one, grandpa first went to probe the wind to see if people were willing to help, although grandpa felt that the other party should not refuse, but this matter has to be careful...... Okay, you have a good rest, grandpa will arrange this matter. After speaking, Father Mo patted Jian Xi'er's hand and left the West House.

Jian Xi'er looked at the old man's rickety back, and her heart was slightly sour. After making up her mind, now that the matter has been finalized, she doesn't have to think about it anymore, and she does her best to obey the destiny of heaven.

She's just an ordinary person...... Thinking about it, I gradually fell asleep.