11. The kindness of the Fang family

As soon as Jian Xi'er slept at noon, Wu couldn't wake her up in the morning and saw that she was still angry, so he didn't bother to care about her, it was just right not to eat, and he also saved food, and he didn't have good food to waste a sick seedling who was dying. Thinking that he could save food, Wu put down the medicine and left Mo Xiaoqi alone.

Wu saw that Father Mo's face was not good this morning, so he gave Bai Huahua silver and called his own man to go to the town to buy medicine for the sick seedlings, and she was very distressed to see it.

Huang Shi's face changed when he saw it, and he couldn't help but mock: "Dad, don't spend all that silver in vain, I'm afraid that the skinny medicine jar is ......."

"Shut up!" Before Huang finished speaking, Father Mo drank her, and shouted with a red face: "No matter how good the little seventh girl is, she is also a descendant of my Mo family, as long as she lives for a day, my old bones are still there, and I have to raise the baby for a day!" Don't think crookedly! After speaking, I didn't eat and went back to the house.

Huang saw that Father Mo was angry, where did he dare to speak. Mo Yougen saw that his father was angry with his daughter-in-law and didn't eat any of the meals, so he glared at Huang fiercely, and went to Mo's father's house to make amends.

Although Father Mo was angry, now he knew that Mo Xiaoqi's body was already better, and he didn't have much anger after returning to the house, so Mo Yougen came with food, and he didn't embarrass his son, so he sent Mo Yougen to work in the field after eating.

This time, the Huang family was also called, and the original work in the field was not called the Huang family, after all, she was not good at her hands and feet, and it was also a hindrance, but today she made Father Mo angry, and she was also punished in disguise.

Seeing that the Huang family was not good, the Wu family's heart was offset because of the unhappiness of spending money, and he proudly watched the Huang family go to the mountains with Mo Yougen and Mo Youquan to do hard work. She will take a few babies to the vegetable field to weed and water the vegetable seedlings, which is easier than turning the soil in the mountains.

Daddy Mo rummaged through the cabinets in the house for a while, and then found a wooden box in the cabinet, took out a piece of broken jade in it, wrapped it in a cloth and put it in his arms, and then took out a dark yellow letter from the bottom of the wooden box and went out with a heavy heart.

Father Mo instructed the Wu family not to prepare his dinner, and came back tomorrow, saying that he would go up the mountain to sweep the graves of his wife and the third family, and no matter what Wu's reaction was, he went out with a hoe and a few mixed noodles and steamed buns.

Wu did not doubt that he had him, thinking that his father-in-law was angry with Huang so he went to his mother-in-law to complain. The mother-in-law's cemetery is in the West Mountain, and the three members of the old family are also buried there. The road is very far, and my father-in-law has always stayed in the mountains for one night, saying that he accompanies her mother-in-law and her son's family of three, and every time she does this, she is also used to it.

In the afternoon, Mo Youquan bought all the medicine and came back. Jian Xi'er got the medicinal materials and dispensed the prescription in the house.

And Daddy Mo is indeed on the West Mountain, but he does not go to the cemetery, but all the way to the west, over two mountains, and Daddy Mo only arrives at a small village at the foot of the mountain when the sun is about to set.

This is a mountain village, if you take the main road, you have to take an ox cart for nearly two days, and it is far away from Baishui Village. But Daddy Mo forced himself to walk the mountain road, and only after crossing the mountains did he shorten the distance. After taking a breath at the foot of the mountain, he walked towards the mountain south of the village, he did not dare to take the road in the village, for fear of being seen, so he continued to walk all the way to the mountain forest.

When it was dark, Daddy Mo finally touched the door of a small courtyard before he couldn't see the road at all, raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard door, no one came to open the door for a while, and Daddy Mo didn't dare to make a sound, as long as he kept knocking on the wooden door.

At Daddy Mo's insistence, there was finally a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, the dilapidated courtyard door creaked open, the sky was completely dark, the moonlight was hazy, Daddy Mo couldn't see the person clearly, he could only vaguely see that it was a young man, so he had to ask in a low voice: "Is this Fang Qiyan's house?" ”

Hearing this, the visitor glanced at Father Mo: "What's the matter with the old man?" ”

"The old man is Mo Laohan of Baishui Village, you are Fang Qiyan, right?" Daddy Mo asked with a little excitement.

Hearing this, the other party moved away slightly: "It turned out to be Daddy Mo, please come in first." ”

"Okay, okay." Daddy Mo nodded and walked into the yard, and then followed the man into the house.

There was no lamp in the house, so the man fumbled with the flint to light the oil lamp, and brought a bowl of water to Daddy Mo, and then sat down opposite Daddy Mo.

With the faint light, Father Mo saw clearly the person in front of him, a son dressed as a scholar. With Daddy Mo's knowledge, I really can't find words to describe the person in front of him, I only feel that the scholar has an extraordinary bearing, and I feel that this young man is the most handsome baby he has seen over the years.

But what the countrymen don't look at the most is their appearance, they have to rely on the fields to eat, and what they value most is labor, so Daddy Mo didn't care much about his appearance.

The scholar's slightly thin body was wearing a washed white Confucian shirt, with some large and small patches at the corners of the clothes. Father Mo frowned at his emaciated body, looked at it for a while, and didn't know how to speak.