"Uncle Nangong, Brother Mo, he 、、、" Mo Yue heard Nangong Qi and the usual doting call of his own Yue girl, and wanted to throw herself into his arms, like a child who was coquettish over there, but finally held back, tears dripped down, between them, there was a Brother Mo, after all, he could no longer stick to Uncle Nangong like a sticky father like when he was a child.

"Don't say it, don't say it, if you can live one counts as one." Nangong Qi's eyes also moistened, and his beloved son could not escape the catastrophe, which was also an eternal pain in his heart.

"Master, little girl, let's go back to the house first, there are too many people coming and going here." Ah Si looked around vigilantly, fortunately today is the evening moon festival, most of them have already returned home to spend this reunion festival, at this time night falls, and no one passes by.

"Well, girl, follow your uncle back to the house, your aunt will definitely be very happy to see you." Nangong Qi also omitted the title of Moyue, and the Liu family's has long become the biggest taboo in the rivers and lakes.

Carefully tie the veil for Mo Yue and cover this little face that is too eye-catching, the three of them threw down the horses and the broken carriage, carried the light work, and took the path in the direction of the Nangong family's mansion.

Along the way, Nangong asked some important questions, knowing that Moyue had been doing well in the past few years, and she felt a little better in her heart.

When I arrived at Nangong Mansion, it was already late at night, but the bright moon was in the sky, and the lights in the house were bright, as bright as day.

Ah Si led Mo Yue into quietly through the side door, only saying that he saved a little girl who was almost insulted on the way, without alarming too many people, and personally arranged a secluded guest room, before going to find Nangong Qi, who went to meet his wife first.

In previous years, Mrs. Nangong would put sacrifices in the courtyard to commemorate the child who died early, looking at a bright moon, it was obviously a good day for family reunion, but she couldn't help but make people sad.

Before Ah Si approached, he vaguely heard the whimpering voice of Mrs. Nangong and the comforting voice of Nangong Qi, and sighed secretly in his heart, every year today, no matter where the lord is, he will rush back to the house, just to accompany his sad wife to spend this difficult night, and the people in the house have not had a happy holiday for many years.

Seeing Ah Si coming, Mrs. Nangong hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes, and said with a reluctant smile: "Ah Si, where did you place that child, go prepare a table of wine and food to send it, I'll go and see her first!" ”

Ah Si said the location of the guest room where Mo Yue lived, and then took the order.

"Madam, why are you so stubborn!" Nangong said helplessly.

"Don't say more, this matter has nothing to do with the Nangong family, it's just up to me to bear everything!" Mrs. Nangong hatefully threw down this sentence and left in a negative mood.

Nangong Qi reached out to pull Mrs. 's arm, but only touched the corner of the sleeve that was thrown off, slipped from his hand, his lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something more, but he didn't speak again after all.

In the guest room, because I didn't want to alarm too many people, it was because Ah Si had not been able to arrange a proper person to come to serve for the time being, Mo Yue made the bed by herself, and then heard someone coming, her steps were hurried, and when she opened the door, she saw Mrs. Nangong who came in a hurry, she was not yet forty years old, but her temples were gray, and the thick fat powder could not hide the tiredness in the corners of her eyes. ”