This night, the father and son chatted until midnight, and then went back to the house to sleep. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Perhaps because he felt that his son, who was admitted to Jiedeng Academy, was already able to bear the pain that he couldn't bear, this was the first time that the old man had been so heart-to-heart with Mo Bai, and Mo Bai, who had never heard of so many secrets in the past, seemed to have grown up a lot overnight after immersing himself in the pain of his adoptive father.

"Daddy, if possible, I will definitely get my sister back. ”

Mo Bai's words were not only said to Mo Dongshan, but also a goal set for himself.

"I believe in you, son. ”

After having his son's promise, Mo Dongshan slept very soundly, and he had never been so at ease, until the third pole of the sun, when he was woken up by a fierce knock on the door.

......

"Old cripple, open the door soon!"

The attitude of the caller was extremely unfriendly, and when Mo Dongshan heard the voice of the tax collector, the disgust on his old face was undisguised.

What should I do if I wake up my baby son by yelling so loudly?

Seeing that his son, whose hair was in a mess, really rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes and crawled up, the old man's mood became even worse, and he took out a 10,000 yuan from a large pile of colorful coin cards under the bed, and slowly put on his clothes.

"Old woman, don't open the door for him. ”

Seeing that Qiu Yun, who was cooking in the outhouse, had already stepped forward to open the door while wiping his hands on his apron, Mo Dongshan stopped him with a voice, this time is different from the past, rich is an uncle, no money is a grandson, and now thanks to his son, the hateful third uncle has returned a million huge sums of money to himself, why worry about the tax of thousands of yuan?

Gotta dry the damn tax collector.

It wasn't until he was dressed slowly that the old man stepped forward to open the door with his head held high on crutches, and for the first time in ten years, he was so radiant and energetic.

The moment he opened the door, even the bearded tax collector who was ready to make trouble was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe that this sick old fellow was in such good spirits today.

Could it be that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water?

Muttering in surprise, the tax collector snorted and said with a very unfriendly attitude: "Hey, old fellow, do you pay the money today? If you don't, your precious son will suffer." ”

"Oh?" Mo Dongshan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him contemptuously, "How much?"

"Less garlic, half a year tax, five thousand, of course, you can also pay five thousand in advance for the second half of the year. ”

I felt a little strange in my heart, but it was still attributed to the old lame man in front of me who was bluffing, and only heard the tax collector sneer, "However, do you always have so much money?" I think you better be refreshed and hurry up and pack up your son......

"Now, 10,000 free coins, a lot of money, take the money, please. ”

Without waiting for him to continue talking nonsense, Mo Dongshan directly stuffed the 10,000 face value coin card into his arms, and then slammed the wooden door slammed shut without saying anything.

"This ......"

The tip of the nose almost made close contact with the door panel, and the tax collector stared at the boss with a confused face.

"That's not right!"

It was completely unexpected, but the dark purple free coin in his hand was indeed a free coin with a face value of 10,000.

"The sun is coming out of the west?"

Until he left the country, the tax collector was still very confused and puzzled.

To put it mildly, hand over 10,000 coins, even ordinary people are not so generous.

"Could it be that old thing used to be pretending?"

"No, if it's all pretending, how could I let my daughter be taken away by the town elder back then......"

"No matter, anyway, the money is in hand, so you can go back to pay the business with peace of mind. ”

......

Just after lunch, Mo Dongshan's third uncle came, carrying a lot of fruits, as if he couldn't see Mo Bai and swore not to give up.

In fact, he didn't have much to say to a child, just to show his presence before Mo Bai developed, so that the future great fighter could remember him. After casually saying some "sensible", "beautiful" and other empty and boring praises without nutrition, he put up an elder shelf, and kindly taught Mo Bai how to behave in the future.

Mo Dongshan saw it in his eyes, and could only sigh helplessly. Since the third uncle has returned the money and the title deed, fundamentally speaking, the past grudges have been written off, and it is not easy to drive him away, so he can only let him sit in the house and pull his son to talk.

Mo Bai has been listening to it for a long time, and it can't help but be boring. The heart said that I have lived for two lifetimes, do you still need you to teach me how to be a person, but after all, the younger generation has to have the appearance of the younger generation, although the number of times I have seen this third grandfather since I was a child in my memory is not more than one hand, but he is also his elder, no matter how much he nags, he can only listen patiently and humbly.

And Mo Dongshan was unintentionally mixed with the topic between the old and the young, and he went to the courtyard outside to sit in a daze, thinking about how to use the more than one million yuan in his hand to do some business, so as to provide Mo Bai with carefree reading in the future.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the village chief's floating shuttle appear in the sky again, flying in the direction of his house, and he couldn't help frowning slightly: "Why is this old thing here?"

The next moment, he was stunned, only to see that behind the floating shuttle of the village chief, there was a figure with huge wings on his back, following closely.

"So, is that an orc??"

This is not a small surprise, the orcs are a ferocious race hostile to the human race, with a murderous nature, and even used humans as food in captivity hundreds of thousands of years ago.

"No, it can't be orcs, they were obviously driven out of the Freedom Alliance by the Terran fighters 50,000 years ago, and they didn't dare to attack rashly. ”

Mo Dongshan calmed down again, watching the village chief's floating shuttle and the two-winged man slowly descend.

When he got closer, Mo Dongshan, who didn't have too good eyesight, saw that the winged man was a handsome young man in a white robe, and the dark blue wings behind him turned into a little golden light and dispersed when he landed.

The fat village chief almost rolled out of the driver's seat, rushed into the courtyard one step ahead of the young man, and said to Mo Dongshan, who got up on crutches to greet him: "Dongshan, hurry up and call Mo Bai out, the adults of Jiedeng Academy are here to send him an admission letter." ”

"Lord of Jieden Academy?"

Hearing this, Mo Dongshan looked at the eyes of the white-robed young man who took a step back and walked into the courtyard, and unconsciously felt a trace of awe, and hurriedly bowed respectfully, and said embarrassedly: "I don't know if the adults are coming, the grass people are not welcome." ”

"The old gentleman needs no more courtesy. I don't know where Ling Lang Mobai is?"

The handsome young man looked to be in his twenties, tall and slender, with long dark purple hair fluttering along with him, and walked gracefully into the courtyard.

"The dog is inside the house. Mo Dongshan was about to call his son out, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Mo Bai and the third uncle who had followed the sound had already appeared at the door.