Meng Jia laughed to herself, bored.

He turned around and strode out, he was going to ask Mu Yunhan a word in person.

Mu Jie didn't send him to the entrance of the town, hugged his fists and said: "Meng Gongzi, you go slowly, this is the dry food and water that grandma gave you." ”

Meng Jia immediately brought some hope: "It's getting dark, I'm alone, I haven't walked at night, it's terrible......"

Mu Jie smiled and shook his head: "Meng Gongzi is a heroic son who can slash thieves in the rainy night. ”

Meng Jia immediately collapsed, took off the dry food and water hanging on the saddle, threw them on the ground, and stepped on his feet angrily: "The master is not rare!" False friendship! ”

Mu Jie was not angry, and picked up dry food and water: "If you don't want to forget it, if you want to say that our grandma is hypocritical, it really shouldn't be." Our grandmother is a kind person, even ants are reluctant to step on it, she is for your own good. ”

"You know what!" Meng Jia blushed, viciously snatched the dry food and water from his hands, and said angrily: "It's just hypocrisy! It's hypocrisy! ”

There was a bit of sadness in his voice, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

Mu Jie stopped talking.

Meng Jia stood in a daze for a while, and the more he felt bored, he simply turned over and walked away.

Mu Jie saw him go away, so he went back and told Mu Erniang: "...... It's gone. ”

Mu Er Niangzi sighed: "Is he okay?" ”

Mu Jie smiled: "In the end, he is a pampered noble son, and he has not suffered any setbacks." ”

That's why I'm so sad and feel like the sky is going to fall.

Mu Erniang knows that such a pampered noble son either has to get it, or he is sad and desperate because the sky is about to fall.

Meng Jia is essentially a kind and sincere person, who ran out with enthusiasm, but he only lost his temper as a child.

She watched him grow up, and she knew how much hope Meng Xiang and Mrs. Meng Xiang had for him.

Even the milk name "Sansan" is not called casually.

There are three whirlpools on the top of Meng Jiafa, as the saying goes: "Three whirlpools are the talents of the Qing generals, otherwise they are evildoers." ”

At that time, Mengxiang was old and had a child, and while he was happy, he couldn't help but show off to the present, but he was deeply worried.

Now he ordered him to carry Meng Jia into the palace, touch the top of his hair, give him the milk name "Sansan", and said with a smile: "I am waiting for Xiaoqing to grow up." ”

It is also given the name "Jia", which corresponds to the "three whirlpools", taking its beautiful meaning and resisting malice.

Such a bright future and such a sincere temperament should not be dragged down.

Mu Erniang sighed: "It will be good to be sensible in two years." Tomorrow, when the iron head and they deliver food to the city, remember to send a letter to Thirteen Niang, and ask his family to send people back to the capital as soon as possible, so that it is not a problem to run around outside. ”

Mu Jie answered, and went to confess to Mu Tietou.

Late at night, without moon and stars.

The damp wind blew across the fields, and the trees rattled.

Monga rode on horseback and let the horses roam.

He was hungry for a long time, but he didn't want to eat.

He thought angrily, it's good to starve to death, and it also makes Mu Erniang and Mu Yunhan ashamed, this pair of ungrateful mother and daughter! Villain!

A light rain was falling, and he and his horse were drenched.

Shoushan Town has long been invisible, and Liuxian County is also invisible.

There was no one left and right, and when a gust of wind passed, he shivered with cold, and wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Suddenly, he heard a "click" sound.

He held the long knife and stared on guard: "Who?" ”