Chapter 352: I Can't Count
Volume 1 Bully me, insult me, I can't bear it Chapter 352 I can't count them
"Your father is our fifth uncle. I mean, your own father, not your adoptive father. "Min has to say this, tǐng is easy to understand.
Ding-Mo Zi's hand moved, the teacup touched the saucer, and he almost spilled it, "You got the wrong person." "Her father and brother are not very good, but she never thought of being replaced.
"There's no conclusive evidence yet, but you shouldn't be wrong." Min Gui swears very much, "My fifth uncle is left-handed, he has never missed the knowledge of wood, and he is brilliant in carving. ”
Ding-hand is also a movement, "people are born without a distinction between left and right hands, and later due to imitation or compulsion to use the right hand, but if there are no external factors, the probability of using the left hand is very high, and it becomes left-handed." ”
No one listened too clearly, and no one wanted to understand, so they just ignored it.
"You look very similar to my fifth uncle." Father and daughter, can't escape. Min Feng thought to himself, this is always convincing.
This time, the teacup cracked the saucer, and Mo Zi narrowed his eyes and asked the stinky fish, "You said that I look good tǐng tǐng is beautiful, but it turned out that you lied to me." ”
The stinky fish screamed Mom.
Ding Gou laughed heartily.
Zanjin raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Mo, you definitely don't look like a man. If their fifth uncle is like you, it must be that he looks like a woman. ”
Stinky fish roll on the ground. Ding Gou laughed so much that tears came out of his eyes.
"What we mean is that Sister Mo Zi and Fifth Uncle have a father-daughter relationship." Min Zhen is the core figure of the three, "Haven't you ever suspected that your father and brother are not relatives?" My five uncles and five aunts were opposed by the elders on both sides, so they became a Song family seclusion in Yuling and gave birth to two daughters, only known that they might be flower names. The two cousins were about five or three years old, and the house was flooded, and the fire burned to the ground, and the uncle and aunt were buried in it, only the bodies of the second daughter were missing. My fifth uncle is a good worker, and his left-handed ability is especially strong, and he is recognized as the next generation of family members in my family. My fifth aunt, I heard the sixth aunt say that she loves to plant flowers, and the dead wood meets her like spring, and she is kind-hearted, happy and helpful. Mo Zi and Dou Lu are both flower names, and they are surnamed Song, they are similar in age, and you are similar to the fifth uncle, and your talent is also the same. Nine times out of ten, this has happened. Before coming, grandpa took care of us and could only secretly guard and not be alarmed, and when we help you find Sister Beanlu, there may be more clues. However, in the past few days, we have found that you are very cautious, and no one is allowed to get close to you, so you can only reveal your identity. ”
The teacup was straightened, and Mo Zi sat upright.
Fire. A woman who loves flowers.
If the father-daughter relationship between her and the five sons of the Min family is just a coincidence, then how to explain the mother-daughter appearance of Doulu and the five ladies? What about the fire in Beangreen's dream and the hands that pushed them out? Coincidental to the point of panic.
The Legend of the Flower God! suddenly remembered the Song husband in that book, which was clearly written as the five husbands and wives of Fujian.
"Aren't your five aunts so beautiful?" She asked.
"Sink the fish and fall the geese, close the moon and shame the flowers." Min Zhen said firmly, but it was relayed, "Grandpa Yu and Sixth Uncle have seen it." ”
In this way, even Mo Zi felt that it might be too big. Dad and brother still attach more importance to her, most likely because of her extraordinary ability, but they really don't miss Doulu at all, if they didn't have her protection when they were children, I'm afraid they wouldn't even care if they died. And thinking about it further, when she rebelled, they were so cold that she hated them, and they did not hesitate to fall out. If they weren't her and Doulu's closest relatives, then it would make sense.
However, such a big family of the Min family is her and Doulu's paternal relatives? It's too sudden, it's too unrealistic.
Min Zhen noticed the change in Mo Zi's expression, "Did you think of something?" ”
"I don't have any memory." She was reborn in the body of ten-year-old Mo Zi, and her previous memories were very fragmentary, and there was no image at all before the age of five. "But my sister Doulu often had nightmares about fires, and she said I was four or five years old at the time, and a pair of hands pushed us out of the fire—"
Min Feng stood up very violently all of a sudden, rubbing his hands and walking back and forth, "That's good." Not bad. Old ten, we have to send a letter to our family quickly, so that everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. Don't be afraid to recognize the wrong person, and be happy in vain. ”
"Third brother, do you think everyone will worry about recognizing the wrong person?" Min Zhen was not in a hurry, "Actually, it doesn't matter if Sister Mozi says that it doesn't matter if she doesn't talk about Doulu's dream, grandpa and sixth uncle and sixth aunt have already decided it." Sister Mo Zi's hands, at a glance, are of our Min blood. ”
Mo Zi thought this was a bit exaggerated, so she said, "That's not necessarily. ”
As usual, no one pays attention to her. It seems that this Min family has a problem with talking to themselves.
"Can I ask the cause of the fire?" The father and mother who have never seen it before, compared to the slight sadness, the strange suspicion of this fire is stronger, and I want to ask clearly.
All three shook their heads at the same time.
"It seems to be a heavenly fire, I have to ask grandpa for details." Min Zhen spoke again, "By the way, do you have any objects from that time?" Maybe, I can help confirm it. ”
It was Mo Zi's turn to shake her head, "No." Now that my father and brother are dead, and the servants have long since been scattered, it is difficult to know what I left behind when I was a child. As for whether this pro recognizes it or not, I don't know in my heart, and I have to discuss it with Doulu. You don't need to call me by your sisters and sisters, you should be called the Wen brothers all the way. Not to mention that Zuo You's uncle is fake, even on this boat, not everyone is trusted. ”
Min Zhen thought for a while and said with a smile, "Naturally, we won't call your sister outside, we have to play all the way to the end." However, whether you admit it or not, I'm afraid it's not up to you two sisters. ”
Min Gui said in a loud voice, "You probably don't know how much grandpa loves the fifth uncle, and he hasn't decided on the next leader for so many years, and even pushed it to our generation, just because after the fifth uncle left, grandpa no longer had a suitable candidate in his heart." There is also grandma, the fifth uncle ran away and died early, so angry that he almost fell out with his grandfather. Now that I hear that my two granddaughters are still alive, I can't wait to see you at once. Before we left, I told you to take you both back. ”
"How many people do you have in your family?" Mo Zi was a little concerned. She is most afraid of that kind of big family, which seems to be blood relatives, but in fact, it is a relationship of interests, and the organs are exhausted, and her own people harm her own people. Instead of this, it is better for the sisters to depend on each other so much, be simple and happy, and be free, without becoming victims.
"In my family's words, grandma gave birth—" Min Feng began to snap his fingers, "seven sons." ”
Mo Zi began to feel pain in the sun.
"The eldest uncle and the second uncle's family each have four sons, and my family and the fourth uncle's family have five sons and three sons respectively. The third son of the sixth uncle's family, you know them all. Seven uncles and three sons. Min Gui continued to break his fingers, "I haven't counted it yet." ”
She laughed dryly, "My daughter didn't count it either." ”
Min Zhen said, "The daughter of the concubine is only you and Doulu." The many descendants of the famous Min family, haven't you heard of it? ”
Yes? Twenty-something cousins? Or is it just this family? Plus branches, how many people do you have? Mo Zi didn't want to count, the head in front of her was shaking, and she was a little dizzy.
"So, grandma said, when you two recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors in the future, you will change your name to be like a jewel, you will be the most precious lady in our Min family, ten gold can't be described, you will get ten thousand gold Miss." Min Gui, this kid laughed haha.
It's also a panacea!
Mo Zi returned to his cabin, his body was tired, but his head was excited, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. She never thought that she had another background, because the first one already felt very fatal. After the family was ruined, even though she was such a father and brother, she sighed for a while, after all, she was bent on seeing them as relatives.
"Objects from childhood—" She flipped over and sat up suddenly.
I didn't think about it before, so I replied to Min Zhen and said no, but there is something that has been there since I remembered. It's just that she always thought that Song Yu gave it to the two sisters.
Those two pairs of ear beads engraved with the word black purple bean green!
Now that she thinks about it, she never asked her father or brother about the origin of the earballs. Maybe it's just a very ordinary jade, or maybe it's very old, in short, she didn't ask or wear it. When she fled, it was Doulu who reminded her to take it. At that time, she still wondered why Doulu thought of it, but the name was engraved, which could be used as a voucher to deliver messages. After being separated from Doulu, he has always been with him.
Lighting the lamp, opening the box, taking out the bag she was carrying on both shoulders, she took out an old sachet from the innermost part, and poured it lightly on the chuáng, and the pair of pale gray-green jade bead earrings lay on the futon.
Pinched in the hand, facing the light, the gray-green sè is opaque, and the irregular smoke sè circle, no matter how you look at it, it is ordinary jade, not inferior but not expensive.
On a whim, hang it in the ear hole. Suddenly, I sank.
"Are these earrings or shot put?" She quickly took off the ear beads, rubbed the sore earlobe, and then a thought flashed in her heart.
I never thought about wearing it, but it was so heavy that it didn't take long to hang it up. If Min Wu was really her father, and this pair of ear beads should naturally come from his hands, how could he be so careless and not take into account the weight of the jade ball? Unless—the ball has a secret.
She is the one who acts as soon as she decides in her heart. I lit two lamps and looked at the ear beads from all angles, but I couldn't find any traces of artificial closure.
"Why don't you cut it open?" She said to herself, laughing again, "Could it be these smoke rings?" ”
After speaking, I was stunned.
"It won't be that powerful, will it?" I have just carefully mō my fingers and nails a few times, and there is no abnormality at all, and the surface is very smooth.
But she was hooked. As a result of suspicion, I found that a bead was two millimeters above the middle, and there was a line that was not neat but could be connected from beginning to end.
She took a deep breath, took the toolbox, and found the smallest and smallest special knife, which she had dared but very carefully sharpened along the smoke lines. I don't know if I'm working for nothing, and I don't know how thick the outer layer is if there is a mystery inside. Grind, stop, rinse with water and look again. Such a seemingly simple job, but the tip of the nose was dripping with beads of sweat, and it took nearly half an hour.
Then, there was a very small sound in my ears...