Xiaoxue! Mo Beitian's heart couldn't help but be shocked, but then calmed down again. How did I do it, I actually thought of Xiaoxue when I saw this girl. Is it true that he still can't let go of Xiaoxue? Is there still a trace of unwillingness in his heart? Even at this point, even if there is no hope, there is still something in his heart, and what he doesn't want to remember resurfaces in his mind again. It's better to put it down for a while, let yourself calm down for a while, even if it's a short escape, and let yourself rest. Mo Beitian suddenly felt that he was very tired, he had been running for his life frequently during this time but he never realized that he was actually physically and mentally exhausted, and now when the tense nerves suddenly relaxed, this tiredness suddenly came up. Mo Bantian no longer thinks about the things that bother him, now he just needs to lie down quietly and then slowly fall asleep. Yes, he did the same, returning to the seemingly humble but extremely peaceful bamboo house to date the Oneiroi he had been absent for a long time.

He slept soundly this night, and he did not dream of anything unpleasant to him.

When the afternoon sun shone through the window on Mo Beitian, he stretched long and opened his eyes in a daze, not knowing how long he had been asleep. He slowly got out of bed and paced around the room stretching his upper arms.

At this time, the door of the house suddenly opened, and Xiao Xiao jumped in from the outside.

"Good morning! No, it should be good afternoon! Did you sleep well? Xiao Xiao asked mischievously.

"Well, I slept okay."

"It's just okay, huh? Oh my mother! You've slept all day! Aren't you hungry? ”

After the little girl asked this, Mo Yantian did feel hungry and thirsty in her stomach. I couldn't help but touch my stomach with my hand.

"Haha, I knew you were hungry. Xiaoyu and Xiaolu quickly bring what I made to Brother Mo to eat. ”

Before the words fell, two little girls walked in from outside, they were a little shorter than Xiao Xiao, the two were wearing exactly the same clothes, but the colors were different, one green and one blue, looking at their faces, sure enough, these two people were twin sisters. The same delicate face, the same cute hairstyle. The two of them walked in the same step, walked up to Mo Beitian, and placed the two large food boxes in their hands on the table next to Mo Beitian.

Mo had never seen anything like it, this kind of food box was not seen in the Republic at all, and the box itself was made of paulownia wood with multiple layers of paint and carving. Above is a hand-painted gilt painting, which he carefully looks at as a masterpiece of the Northern Song Dynasty in ancient China: "The Riverside Scene of the Qingming Festival". In normal times, Mo Yitian would definitely take a good look at the taste, but now he is hungry, so he is most concerned about the food inside. He couldn't wait to open a food box, and there were two large balls on the plate, and two wooden sticks next to them. Mo Beitian ignored the two wooden sticks, he saw that there was no knife and fork on the side of the plate, so he directly grabbed the oily balls with his hands and sent them to his mouth, at this time he didn't care about the image, as long as he could fill his stomach.

Where had Xiao Xiao seen such a way of eating, she couldn't help but giggle, "I said, Brother Mo, how can you eat without chopsticks?" ”

"What chopsticks? Can you eat it? Oh, no, it's useless, that's what a woo." Mo Yantian could still say a complete word, and he could only make an onomatopoeia of "woo" when his mouth was stuffed with food.

"Eat slowly! Don't choke. ”

Mo Zhitian nodded his head and swallowed the ball. "Xiao Xiao, what is this, it's so delicious, it's like a ball, but I've never seen it that big."

"You haven't even eaten a lion's head, have you? I really don't know what the people in your republic eat every day, it can't be soil, right? ”

"Lion's head? Didn't lions become extinct in the old days? I've only seen specimens in museums, so how can you still eat its head? It's so delicious, no wonder it's extinct. ”

"Oh, that's not a lion's head, it's pork!"

Mo Zhitian touched his head, "How is it a pig's head?" Isn't it said to be the head of a lion? ”

Xiao Xiao was amused by his words, and Xiaoyu and Xiaolu beside her also laughed. Mo Beitian realized that he had made a joke at this time, and couldn't help laughing at himself. However, I was infected by the atmosphere in front of me, and soon this self-deprecation turned into a happy daxiao from the heart.

This is the first time in so many days that Mo Beitian laughed heartily, yes, since that series of terrible events, he has been living a semi-fugitive life, and has never had a moment of peace, all the good things in the world seem to have abandoned him, and now although he is in a foreign land, he can get this hard-won peace, Mo Beitian can't help but be a little moved.

After Xiao Xiao laughed, she coughed a few times and said, "Okay, Brother Mo, there are still a few dishes in the box over there, you can eat quickly, and I will take you down the mountain to play after eating." ”

"What? Isn't your father trying to kill me? How could he be relieved that he would let his daughter take me down the mountain, in case I ran away? ”

"Haha, my dad didn't really want to kill you! I know him best, he has a knife mouth and a tofu heart. Don't look at him as a big old man but he is very good-hearted, you will understand later. ”

Mo Beitian didn't speak again, just nodded slightly. In his opinion, this old man who wants to kill himself is still a little mysterious, although Xiao Xiao is approachable and has beaten himself twice, but he still doesn't know much about this so-called original village. Xiao Xiao said that they are like a group of fugitives or remnants, so how many of them have settled here, and how do they live in such an isolated environment? It can be seen that their way of life is very primitive, and their clothing and supplies are as if they were ancients. According to Xiao Xiao's father, they should have come here more than ten years ago, but how could people more than ten years ago be the same as the ancients?

Thinking of this, Mo Beitian suddenly felt that he was ridiculous, and he was always willing to ask himself some difficult questions, which in the end had no meaning and would only make him trouble. Isn't it now said that you should let go of those things that bother the son himself? How can you find guilt for yourself?

Xiao Xiao saw Mo Yantian staying there stupidly, and couldn't help shouting at him: "You can't eat yet!" I don't eat and I don't take you to play! "Ahh Mo Beitian realized that he was distracted again at this time, so he had to smile unnaturally and said, "I haven't visited you yet, you must introduce it well this time." ”