"You stinky boy, after more than 20 years of painful torture, there is finally hope to get rid of it, shouldn't you laugh?" Mo Lao patted his son's head, hating that iron could not become steel.

Over the years, he knew best what the eldest young master had suffered.

Now that it's finally all over the hard work, how can you not be excited?

"Whoa, father, you're beating me again." Mo Yun hugged his head and immediately jumped away.

I was afraid that my father would not use his hands for a while, but bamboo chips.

"Mo Yun has just come back, so let's rest for a few days.

I'll come back to you in a few days. Xia Muyang looked at Mo Yun's beaten appearance, and his heart warmed slightly.

The elders are here, and so are the good brothers.

That's nice.

In his heart, he had already respected Mo Lao as a father, but he was not good at expressing it.

Usually in the courtyard of the house doctor, he will be more comfortable.

"Okay, you go back and rest first." Hearing this, Mo Yun nodded and said.

"Young Master, the decoction still has to be taken continuously, although it can't detoxify, but it can inhibit the toxicity." Mo Lao Dao.

"Don't worry, I will continue to take it." Xia Muyang nodded, and then left the courtyard of the house doctor.

"Father, do you think Mu Yang will be able to escape death this time?" Mo Yun looked at Xia Muyang's distant back and muttered.

"You stinky boy, what do you mean by escaping death? Do you even speak? When Mo Lao heard this, he picked up the bamboo piece and chased after Mo Yun in the courtyard.

"Father, don't hit me, can't I be wrong?" Mo Yun was speechless.

If he hadn't been so much like his mother, and his mother was indeed his father's wife, he would have wondered if he was soft-spoken.

"You stinky boy, you're tired of being a father." Mo Lao ran for a while, tired and out of breath.

"Father, you sit down and drink a glass of water first, and your son stands still, can't you let you fight?

But don't be in a hurry. Seeing this, Mo Yun felt helpless.

He immediately walked over and helped his father to sit down on the stone bench, and then brought him a cup of hot tea.

Holding his father's shoulder, he gently touched his father with his other hand from top to bottom on his back.

"Hey, my father is old and can't run." Mo Lao sighed and said helplessly.

"My father is not old, but he is upright and in his prime." Mo Yun opened his mouth and said.

"Hahaha, you stinky boy, you know how to make your father happy." Mo Lao laughed out loud and glared at his son.

His eldest son, daughter, and wife were brutally murdered by the bandits.

If it weren't for the eldest lady's family on the road, he and Yun'er might not have escaped for their lives.

Since then, he has settled down in the Ye family with his infant son.

became the Ye family's house doctor.

Not long after, the eldest lady came with the news that she was pregnant, and he was arranged by the master to enter the Shangshu Mansion of the Military Department to take care of the eldest lady.

I never thought about it, but I fell for the tricks of that vicious woman.

The eldest lady died in childbirth, and the young master would not be poisoned.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Lao felt guilty and uneasy.

"Father, don't think about it, Mu Yang doesn't blame us.

If you want to blame it, blame that poisonous woman, who took advantage of her father's kindness. Mo Yun comforted.

"Hey......" Mo Lao sighed and didn't say much.

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"Young grandma, young master asked you to go to the study."

Yu Sheng was racking his brains with a book to compare with the plant language in his memory, but found that human language was much more difficult than theirs.

It's ......

It's as complicated as the book from the sky that the fairy sisters read.