Chapter Twenty-Eight: At This Moment, Still Listening
Mo Han stopped and turned to look at Mo Hongyuan, his eyes were full of surprise and doubt, just for his words: "Han'er, Dad has something to tell you." ”
In his memory, the title of 'father' is far away from him, and compared to some times, 'father' is more like a formal title, and the ordinary 'father' is more real.
Mo Han was a little surprised by his change in self-profesion, and it was very sudden for his father to come to see him, knowing that it was common for their father and son not to see each other for ten days and a half.
Mo Han glanced up at the sun slanting to the east, and muttered to himself in his heart: Strange, the sun didn't rise in the west, why did the old man come to see me today? Could it be that you have hit the evil spirit?
Mo Han thought silently, and waited in place for the following.
But he couldn't wait for his father's next words for a long time, and only saw an 'old man' who behaved strangely!
Mo Hongyuan left Mo Han behind, except for the previous sentence 'Han'er's father has something to tell you', and he didn't say a word after that.
Instead, he lingered at every corner of the courtyard as if nothing happened, the moss on the high walls, the painted columns, could arouse his long-term gaze, and even the deciduous and bald trees in the courtyard, he gazed at it as if he had feelings·····
Mo Han looked at Mo Hongyuan who was wandering in the courtyard strangely, and asked curiously, "Father, what are you doing?" It's not that you want me to talk about something, so why don't you say it. Don't tell me, you just want to come to my Jinchun Courtyard to see the scenery, the excuse is bad enough, I don't believe it. ”
Being a child in front of a serious father will always have a more or less restrained side, but Mo Han has never known to be afraid of his father, even if his father is the respected King Zhao, in his eyes, Mo Hongyuan is just his father, a unique father.
Of course, Mo Han's unobtrusive temperament is also what Mo Hongyuan is used to.
Xiao Mo Han has been very sticky to him since he was a child, and he has a little face that everyone loves meat, and he is liked everywhere, although the majesty of the head of the family cannot be overwhelmed, but seeing his son's cute baby, Mo Hongyuan is reluctant to say even a heavy word, let alone shake his majesty in front of him.
Later, because of some factors, only their father and son depended on each other in the family, as a loving father, his doting on his son became education, but unfortunately education failed, but he developed today's temperament that is not big or small.
It's just that remembering that experience of educating people makes him still have palpitations······
"Han'er, do you remember how big you planted this fruit tree?"
Mo Hongyuan carefully looked at the tree, in the season of falling leaves, a tree is verdant and now only sparse depression, but the dry branches are extending straight to the sky, and Ling Han and Aoshuang still show the jade tree branches.
Mo Han walked under the tree and stood side by side with Mo Hongyuan, in comparison, he was half a shoulder taller than his father.
At this time, Mo Hongyuan found out that his son had really grown up, walking on this thorny road with strength and strength, as a father, he was deeply gratified to have such a son!
Mo Han looked at the withered fruit trees, and his thoughts returned to the time when he planted the tree, and unconsciously a smile appeared on his face, as if he was worried that the gentleness would be broken, so his voice was very low and soft: "This tree was planted by my mother when I was seven years old, and she told me that when the tree grows up, I will grow up, and when I grow up, I will have the ability to find my sister's ······."
Mo Han couldn't go on, because, he would be full of expectations to find his sister, how could he never have thought that when he found his sister, it would be when his mother left him!
Mo Hongyuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Han'er, don't blame your mother, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand, she has her own hardships, I understand." ”
"I don't blame her, never. Because in the circumstances, she had no choice but to leave us. Mo Han looked at Mo Hongyuan seriously and said, "What about you, father?" Is she to blame? If you really don't blame her, why don't you want to look at her for so many years? She's on the floor, not far from us. ”
Mo Hongyuan touched the chapped bark, thinking of his princess, his heart was full of helplessness, "Father, like you, never blamed her, resented her and hated her, and the person who refused to forgive her was herself." She is immersed in the past and can't get out, even if it is your father and you, you can't pull her out, how she lived over the years, you know better than anyone else. It was Jin Ge who saved her and brought her out of the abyss, so in the future, you should stop bullying Jin Ge unreasonably. ”
Mo Hongyuan thought of what happened just now, and as soon as he changed his words, he taught Mo Han a lesson.
Mo Han knew that he was at a loss, so he let out a sullen 'um' sound, and didn't dare to say much.
Tired of standing, Mo Hongyuan sat down on the stone bench under the tree, and waved Mo Han to come and sit with him.
How dare he not listen to his orders, Mo Han walked over, but he was thinking in his heart, the old man is very clingy today?
What made Mo Han even more frightened was that he was stared at by the old man for a moment, Mo Han touched his face, tilted his head and asked, "I have dirty things on my face?" ”
Mo Hongyuan shook his head with a smile, reached out and touched his head, and said, "No." ”
Mo Han slapped the hand on his head and said in shame: "Father, I'm not a child, don't touch my head." ”
Mo Hongyuan rarely saw his son like the annoyance of his temper when he was a child, he was happy, and said happily: "Yes, yes, my Han'er has grown up, not a child anymore." ”
Mo Han looked at his happy smile, and for some reason he felt a sense of sadness, "Father, don't you have something to tell me, what is the matter?" ”
Mo Hongyuan said: "It's okay, I just feel like I haven't seen you for too long, and I want to come and see you." Maybe people are easy to be sentimental when they get old. ”
Mo Han said angrily: "King Zhao, who is not confused, will also feel that he is old, and he is really prescient!" ”
Although he has always been dissatisfied with his father in some aspects of the control and calling him an old man, in fact, Mo Hong is far from his early forties, a young and vigorous age that has been washed by the years and impetuous, precipitated and steady.
Mo Hongyuan thought so, and said: "Now, the only pity for my father is that I couldn't see you get married with my own eyes and add a big fat boy to our family." Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity·····"
It's a pity that he can't see his son get married, he can't see his grandson come into the world, and he can't see the prosperity of Zhaowangfu, these will become his regrets!
Speaking of Mo Han's family affairs, in fact, as long as he is willing, the candidates for the princess can be lined up from the East City Gate to the Zhaowang Mansion, and all of them are famous ladies with outstanding backgrounds.
Mo Han has one in his twenties, but he has not married yet, which is not uncommon among the royal relatives and nobles, they leave the position of the main wife to the right woman, and there are groups of beautiful concubines around them, so they are not in a hurry to marry a wife.
"The emperor mentioned to me that he intends to marry Princess Xue Xue to you. You know that the princess has been married for a year, and when you reach the age of marriage, the emperor can take a fancy to you from so many young talents, which is an affirmation of you and a great gift to the Mo family. Han'er, your boss is not small, you should think about this matter carefully. ”
Hearing Xuanxue's name, Mo Han's face immediately became ugly: "Even if I don't marry a wife in my life, I don't want that unruly princess." Don't ask about this, I'll go and tell the emperor by myself, and the emperor will understand. ”
Mo Hongyuan looked at Mo Han deeply, his eyes were like torches as if he could see through his thoughts, Mo Han was a little uncomfortable by him, his eyes were rolling wildly, and there was no place to implement it.
After a long time, Mo Hongyuan said: "What are you thinking, you like such a girl!" ”
There is endless regret in the words......