(78) The crux of Su Niang

Mo Qingqian, Su Niang and Dumb, the three of them walked all the way for a few days, walked through a dead wood forest, came to a few wooden houses, and Su Niang warmly welcomed Mo Qingqian into the house.

There were days when the house was unoccupied, the furnishings were a little messy, and the tables and chairs were covered with a thin layer of dust.

The dumb man leaned his sword against the door, and took the lead in cleaning up, Su Niang's expression remained unchanged, as if she was used to it, she pulled Mo Qingqian to sit on the stone bench outside the house, and wiped her sleeve clean before letting her sit down.

Mo Qingqian has lived in the mountains for many years, and he doesn't mind this, but when he wanted to tell Su Niang that she didn't have to be polite, she pushed her, but the strength was not like unintentional, and she didn't know it. A trace of suspicion gradually rose in Mo Qingqian's eyes, Su Niang is this ......

wiped the stone table and chair, her dress was dirty, and her hands were dirty, Su Niang still warmly pulled her to sit down.

Mo Qingqian didn't dodge, let her hand take his hand, and looked at her eyes seriously, obviously clear and translucent eyes, but they seemed to be covered with smoke, and his eyes were cloudy.

"Su Niang, I can't remember clearly, do you know what day it is." Mo asked lightly.

Su Niang looked at Mo lightly blankly.

I don't seem to remember exactly what day it is.

Turning his head to look at the mute who had just cleaned up from the house, he raised his voice and asked, "Dumb, what day is this?" ”

The dumb man looked up at this side, his mouth didn't move, and he didn't make any sound, but Su Niang seemed to hear it, and turned back to Mo lightly: "Look at my memory, it turns out that it's the winter solstice, it's really rude, there are chickens in the yard, I will cook it myself today and cook a good meal for you." ”

She got up and ran around the yard, sometimes bending over, sometimes chasing after her quickly, but there were no cherry blossoms under her feet except the dead leaves and dust she had brought up

The dumb man picked up the sword at the door, quietly watched Su Niang's busy figure, but did not have any mood fluctuations, and walked directly towards the outside of the dead woods.

Mo Qingqian originally wanted to ask him how long Su Niang had been like this, but unfortunately she was a mute, but she was afraid that she would not be able to ask anything about her symptoms, so it was better for him to go.

In the evening, Mo Qingqian unexpectedly saw a table full of dishes, and Su Niang came from the kitchen with hot soup, looking satisfied.

"Come and leave the girl, you're welcome, try my craft, especially this chicken, but I've been raising it for a long time."

Mo looked at the roast chicken on the table, and then looked at the mute standing outside the door, and after a closer look, he found that there seemed to be a scar on the side of his face, but it was covered by a beard and messy hair, and he hadn't noticed it before.

Looking at the food on the table, it doesn't look like it's steaming just out of the pot at all, but it looks like it's contaminated with the chill of winter, and it's just slightly warm.

The dishes on the table should have been bought from outside by a dumb person, and it seems that Su Niang is by no means a day or two like this.

"It's good, it tastes good." Mo Qingqian ate some casually, she didn't care about the meal, but was a little worried about Su Niang.

"Eat more if it's delicious, these dishes are what my father-in-law and son like to eat, and I don't know if they suit your taste." Su Niang enthusiastically kept putting vegetables into Mo Qing's bowl.

"Su Niang, do you remember when your son left?"

At the mention of her son, Su Niang's face had a sadness that could not be dissipated: "It was ten years ago." She remembered her son's departure very clearly, "My husband was originally a thief, and he didn't come back for a long time after taking over a business, and that day the family suddenly received his flying pigeon message, he was in danger, and I was pregnant with Liujia, so I couldn't go to save him, and my son was worried about his father's safety, so he secretly went out without me, and never came back......"

Mo Qingqian secretly remembered that she could make things so clear at that time, which may be the crux of her problem.

Su Niang continued: "I was originally going to look for him, but I was stopped by a dumb person, thinking that too, I was inconvenient, and it was also a mess to go, so I had to stay at home, looking forward to it day and night, looking forward to the return of my husband and son, but I didn't expect the child I gave birth to because of the lack of fetus, and I didn't save it." "I came down with tears in my eyes, just like a normal person.

Mo lightly's worry has worsened, no wonder she was still so worried and sad when she was in the palace house a few days ago, and when she came out of the palace house in a blink of an eye, she became like no one else.

"Dumb, do you remember when he was with you?" Mo Qingqian asked again in order to confirm his speculation.

The people outside the door should have heard Mo lightly mention himself, and the sword in his arms changed to the other side.

"Dumb...... Dumb ......" Because Mo lightly mentioned another person, Su Niang immediately stopped her tears and tried to remember, "It was a long time ago, but I ...... How I don't remember. ”

Su Niang recalled, threw down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, suddenly got up, walked out of the door, came to the dumb man, half-tilted her head, stretched her hand forward, and made a movement to pull away his hair in the air, but she didn't really reach out, looking at his eyes through the scattered hair in front of the dumb man's forehead.

Voice: "I'm sorry, I don't remember when we met, would you mind?" Su Niang's face was full of sadness and chagrin, and she didn't want to, but she just couldn't remember it.

The mute shook his head gently, his eyes full of pity.

"It's good that you don't mind, then I'm relieved...... Relieved......" Su Niang laughed again, returned to the room with satisfaction, sat back at the table, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and beckoned Mo Qingqian to continue eating, at this moment it seems that he has forgotten his son, no longer sad, and has forgotten that he no longer remembers when he met the dumb man.

Mo Qingqian is now completely sure that Su Niang is indeed sick, it seems that the departure of her husband, the disappearance of her eldest son, and the loss of her young son are all heavy blows to her. But this is a heart disease, Mo Qingxiao has a good medical skill, but he can't do anything.

She put down the dishes and chopsticks with a gloomy expression, looked at Su Niang who was concentrating on eating, and sighed in her heart, it turned out that the divine doctor was not a fairy, she had a headache and fever, a knife wound and a sword wound, and she couldn't heal the heartache alone.

Mo let out a long sigh and turned his head to look at her from the door. Feeling the gaze, Mo Qingqian also looked back, and only then did he see clearly that the scar on his face was slashed from the right forehead to the bridge of his nose to the lower jaw of his left face. She suddenly felt that if there were no scars, no beard and hair to cover, the mute should also be a handsome man, but she didn't know what she had gone through to become what she is now.

She could see that the mute had affection for Su Niang, and Su Niang was not unintentional, but the two of them guarded the defense of men and women, even if the dumb man followed Su Niang, they always kept a distance.