Since Mr. Dong carefully taught Jing Mi and Nan Mo, he did not distinguish them from men.

The situation in the United States, the political affairs of various countries, and the wars and disputes are all straightforward.

On this day, Nan Mo and Jing Mi finished today's class in Xuanqing Hall, Nan Mo said to Aunt Chang and went to Xiangtangzhai where the old lady was.

Xiang Tangzhai swept away the old air and calm, and some of the pillars of the inner garden were also repainted with crimson paint, which looked low-key and in line with the old man's festive aesthetics, and the people were busy preparing for the old lady's birthday.

Mama Zeng, who was counting the list of warehouses, saw Nan Mo coming, sent the mother-in-law who was reporting, and welcomed Nan Mo into the main house with a smile.

On the way, I blamed her for wearing a little less.

Nan Mo tightened the package and needles she was carrying, these things she was carrying today were just a disguise, she just wanted to verify with the old lady, what happened back then? Let the Fang clan target Jing Mohuai like this.

Although the old lady didn't like Fang's consistent behavior, she was unexpected, seeing what Fang's did to her, who was supposed to be a precious grandson, the old lady turned a blind eye.

This is not unsurprising, after all, Mrs. Jing has always worshiped Buddha on weekdays, and it stands to reason that her compassion can also be cultivated a little, but she treats her grandson so harshly, Nan Mo doesn't believe that there is no reason for this.

Today, even if it upsets the old lady, she wants to verify what happened in the first place.

When he arrived at the main house, Nan Mo cut Mrs. Jing's pulse and smiled slightly, "The old lady's body, her body is healthy, and she won't apply needles today." ”

The old lady patted the lacquered wood on the couch and smiled, "You girl, you are here too, so you will accompany my old woman to gossip." ”

Nan Mo nodded yes, the old lady's move was in line with her thoughts.

While the old lady smiled, she didn't forget to ask Mama Zeng to make some chrysanthemum wolfberry tea, although she hadn't expressed her intention to point her to her own children and grandchildren, but she was also treated as a granddaughter-in-law.

Huai'er is not good at walking, Nan Mo, this girl is a ghost, and she will have a son and a half daughter in the future. It's a big deal that she, the old lady, is in charge of her, and it's not an exaggeration to raise her identity and make a side room.

Mama Zeng has been with the old lady for so long, and for decades, and the people around her don't understand her mind, but Mama Zeng does.

Holding the tea set of Muyushi, he came over and saw the scene in front of him and said, "Looking at the gossip between you and Nan Mo, it seems to be joking with your granddaughter." ”

Nan Mo's heart moved, this Mama Zeng has always understood the rules and knows the depths, and there is no reason for such a sentence, it is strange to put her, a subordinate, and those young ladies on the same level.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mrs. Jing took her words and continued, "I don't lack a granddaughter, but I lack a filial granddaughter-in-law." ”

Nan Mo was shocked, she didn't ask what she wanted to know, but the old lady was in a hurry to order the mandarin duck score.

The old lady was shocked when she saw Nan Mo, thinking that she was overjoyed, so she grabbed her hand and patted her twice.

"My grandson, although his temperament is a little taller and cooler, is a kind person after all. If you have this mind, don't be ashamed, old lady, I will make decisions for you. ”

Nanmo is embarrassed, where is this? But since the old lady mentioned it, of course she had to seize this opportunity.

Nan Mo pretended to be shy and lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Old lady, when Nan Mo was in Beiyuan for the first time, he saw an auspicious lamp, which was to worship and pray for peace and well-being.

But in this house, the only one who can afford the light is you, the old lady. It can be seen that the young master has respect for you. But Nan Mo hasn't been in Fuzhong for a long time, but he has heard a lot of gossip from the people in Fuzhong......"

Old Lady Jing looked at her with a solemn face and a complicated expression, "Are you listening to those subordinates say that my old wife treats that grandson badly?" ”

The old lady's hand was clenched suddenly, if someone else said this today, she might still be angry, but Nan Mo ......

To put it bluntly, the old lady doesn't think that this Nan Mo is arrogant at the moment, and she also thinks that this girl has a heart, at least she is not like those girls who tend to be inflammatory, generally trying to climb her grandson, and generally flattering her old woman with a fake face, and engaging in some small tricks behind her back.

Nan Mo is now knocking on the side to ask her why she turned a blind eye to his grandson's situation, which can be regarded as a fair and upright situation.

Mama Zeng gave Nan Mo a strong look, signaling her not to ask such a thing, and never to go deeper into this topic.

Nan Mo saw it, but she couldn't respond to her, if she didn't get an answer today, this doubt would always linger in her heart.

The old lady thought about it, if Nan Mo's girl became her grandson's roommate, she would know about it in the future, so it was better to talk to her now, so that she could have a good background.

The old lady motioned to Mama Zeng to close the door of the main house, and then stood outside, took a sip of tea, and then fell into deep thought.

"In the early years, Jingfu's business was not as good as it is today, and I was walking on thin ice when I did things there, for fear of offending some prominent person. Later, the matchmaker said that he was close and told him a supple and beautiful woman, who was also a big family in Hucheng.

But when the daughter-in-law entered the door, she was shameless, and she wanted to elope with the wild man outside, and when my son found out, she was even more heartbroken. My son swallowed this grievance alive, but taught her not to associate with that person anymore, detained her in the mansion, and welcomed the Fang clan into the door.

It coincided with an eventful autumn, and then the old woman and I went to worship the Buddha in the Chenghuang Temple, and the master in the temple calculated a hexagram for me, saying that it was my future grandson, who was born with a hard life, and specialized in overcoming the people close to him, and would also affect the fortune of Jingfu.

I was shocked, half-convinced, and asked the master if there was a way to resolve it, and he said that my grandson was in harmony with the fortune of the mansion, and the worse he was, the better the Jingfu would be.

When I told my son about this, he didn't believe it, but my grandson's biological mother died in childbirth, and then I realized that what the master said was true. “

Thinking of the past, the old lady's expression was a little excited, "So the courtyard where he lives is also the most partial, and the old man and aunt in the house persecuted him, and I can only turn a blind eye to ......"

"One eye open, one eye closed?" Nan Mo looked at her, his tone sarcastic and unusually cold, "So the Fang clan let him be confined to a wheelchair from now on, and you also turned a blind eye?" ”

Mrs. Jing was a little disturbed by the past, and she didn't care about the following offenses in her words, and only chattered: My son has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to him, and he is also guilty, because of the master's motto, I, who was a grandmother, have not hugged him for a while, and I feel very guilt......y."

"But what the master said is conclusive, his mother was indeed killed by him, and I can only devote myself to the Buddha from now on, wanting to resolve the sins of my grandson, and I dare not get close to him."

A good one wants to resolve his sins, Nan Mo sneered in her heart, she didn't know, it turned out that a person's birth can also be a sin.

His heart was like a turbulent wave, but his face was even calmer, "If he is good, Jingfu is not good, so you just let the Fang clan do nothing, and even scrap the leg of an innocent child, right?" ”

The last word she asked was extremely difficult, these people were executioners, evil spirits who were hypocritical.

Seeing her like this, the old lady's face was also a little shocked, but in the end, she was old and steady, and she calmed down and said: "What the Fang clan did at the beginning was excessive, but when I was worshipping the Buddha in Wuxiang City, I didn't know about it, and when I came back, it was already delayed, and it was useless to delay the medical treatment and ask for medicine." ”

The old lady coughed, seeing Nan Mo's pale face, and her face was filled with guilt, "I know you are a good girl, if you ...... in the future" The remaining half of the sentence, Old Lady Qin did not finish speaking, she was silent, and then said: "Protect him."

Nan Mo listened to it very unpleasantly, and his heart was full of thoughts, but more resentment.

Out of Xiang Tangzhai, Nan Mo remembered that he had given Jing Mi such an idea, and exchanged the words of ghosts and gods for Jing Mi's wishes. At the beginning, he was even complacent about his plan, and he didn't think that there was anything wrong with Master Jing's superstition.

But I didn't expect that the same thing would not be known until later. It turns out that people can really be ignorant like this, even if they hurt their own parents and children. The old lady can use the excuse to worship the Buddha in Wuxiang City, but what reason can Master Jing escape?

For gods and Buddhas, Nan Mo has always been in awe, but she doesn't fully believe that the culture she accepts and the era of faith only make her more aware of the importance of abiding by her own heart.

But I don't know that in this era, I actually believe in these ghosts and gods and unwarranted things. Even if they destroy a person because of this, they feel that they deserve it.

For the first time, Nanmo realized that he was insignificant, the sea was vast, and he was a drop in the ocean. This sense of powerlessness deeply reminded her that there were some things that she simply couldn't do.

For example, this era, the people of this era. How difficult it is to change.

Beiyuan, Excerpt Xuan.

Su Xin was picking the snow plums in the yard, and saw Nan Mo walking straight in, his face cold.

Su Xin felt frightened and wanted to stop her. But where could he stop Nan Mo.

This girl is really crazy, she doesn't even talk about the slightest rules, pushes him away and goes inside. Su Xin couldn't stop it, so he had to follow.

"Mo?" The man with the scroll in his hand looked back when he heard the sound.

His dark eyes were clear and moist, and a shallow smile was on his lips.

"Jing Mohuai......" Nan Mo choked in his throat, he didn't know what he was thinking, he came here aimlessly, and he didn't know what to say when he saw him.

She stood there, just looking at the man in the wheelchair who was not walking, and he looked back at her, his eyes shining like ink.

Nan Mo walked over, and suddenly felt that the clear light in the room was not as dazzling as his, even if he was not good at walking, his expression was never gloomy, but calm. The gentleman's room is like the moonlight that cannot be infected, cool and quiet.

Nan Mo walked over with a smile, bent his knees and half-squatted down, trembling his hands, and stroked his legs, the closer he got to it, the more trembling he became.

His eyes were lowered, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly. Ren put her hand on his lap as if she had finally made up her mind.

"Does it hurt?" Even the voice trembled.

"Ah Mo, but did someone bully you?" Warm breath sprayed on the top of his head, and he kissed the hair on her neck.

She was almost intoxicated by the tenderness of the tone.

She rested her head within reach, his legs under her palm, and a large area of sadness spread out in her heart.

She was almost in tears, but she tried her best to hold it back, how could she make him worry anymore?

A pair of eyes opened and closed, long eyelashes drooped, and finally covered up some emotions.

But how? How can you not hate? Obviously they have already tasted such pain, how can their eyes be so clear and flawless?

She's upset for him.

"Ah Mo, are you sympathetic to me?"

She tried not to laugh too ugly, and asked word by word: "You said that you want to protect me for the rest of my life, is it true?" ”

His eyebrows were clear, and he smiled lightly, and he was about to answer. Nan Mo was caught off guard and pressed his lip with his index finger.

"In the future, I will also protect you, okay?" She looked up at him, eyes met, eyes bright.

He was almost stunned by such almost promising words, and his face was stunned for a moment before he said, "Okay."

He thought that in the future, on the sharpness of the white blade, in the noisy little ghost, in the eyes of the gorgeous mountain ghost, in the bright memory of the aurora, he would always remember that there was once such a woman who asked him this, does it hurt? Good no good?

Such a simple and extremely true meaning cannot be mixed with half a penny, which he has never encountered in his life.

When Nan Mo came out of Jie Zixuan, she saw Su Xin's little ghost squeezing her eyebrows at her, she glanced at Su Xin fiercely and walked out of Beiyuan.

After going out, she ran away as if she was hiding from something. When I was in a panic, I patted my chest and found a tree, which was really embarrassing and thrown home.

She must have something wrong today, how could she go to Zhezixuan and say those words to him? Nan Mo was so depressed that he wanted to bang his head against the tree.

"Death, look at you like this, pervert." Just when she was full of grief and indignation and had nowhere to volatilize, she heard such a voice, and her tone was soft with anger.