Xie Wenhua took Han Shuxian around the bookstore, and he didn't even let go of the toilet.

Walking out of the latrine, Han Shuxian instantly felt that he should go back to repair such a latrine. No, you have to repair it according to the ideas behind Wan Wan, although the Mo family's house has not been repaired yet, but he has read the design draft, and he also understands the meaning of Wan Yun, in short, it is a house designed at home, or a toilet, and it is more convenient to live in the house that is repaired according to her ideas.

I can't see Xie Wenhua's show-off, "It's really unknowable for you to show off like this with a thatched toilet."

Han Shuxian didn't want to say anything different from the Mo family's newly built house and the house they lived in now, so he waited for the banquet guests to be checked in in the future, so that he could have a long insight and know what it meant to have a house outside the house.

After the two returned to the house, they returned to the first topic of their meeting, "Why did you have time to come to Kyori today?"

Han Shuxian replied, "Send Brother Murong a dish."

"What's the best dish you came up with again?" After asking, he continued: "It just so happens that the profit of the bookstore last month should also be sent to Wan Yun, and there is nothing to do tomorrow, or you will rest in Beijing for one night tonight, and we will go back to the village together tomorrow."

Han Shuxian took a sip of tea and moistened his throat before replying, "You busy man is going to visit my humble house, I won't go back early to prepare for your big ride!"

"We don't know who's busy." Xie Wenhua didn't accept his trick, he was no more idle than himself.

"I just heard Brother Murong say that Huang Qisheng had an accident again?"

Xie Wenhua continued to speak in detail, "No, but this time it can be regarded as a kick to the iron plate, this time he killed the nephew of Fang Jing, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple."

"Didn't their Huang family rely on the support of the Chen Guogong Mansion to dare to cause trouble everywhere and oppress the people, but this time they may not be as lucky as last time."

"I heard that Fang Jing values his nephew very much, this time his nephew was beaten to death by his people, that Huang Splashi will definitely not be good this time, I hope that Lord Fang can eliminate harm for the people this time."

"Wan Wan's father was also beaten to death by Huang Qisheng!"

Xie Wenhua was shocked by Han Shuxian's cold appearance!

He only knew that Wan Yun's parents died shortly after she was born, and he never knew that Wan Yun's father was beaten to death, and he was also beaten to death by Huang Qisheng!

Before Xie Wenhua could wake up from the shock, Han Shuxian continued: "At that time, I took Chunlin Niang and Chunlin to Lanwan Village not long ago, and Wan Wan was not born yet. I heard Uncle Mo say that Mo Cong went to Beijing to sell mountain goods that day, and the price in Beijing was more expensive than in the county, so I thought that I would sell it at a good price and pull some soft cloth for Wan Wan to go back to make small clothes."

"The mountain goods were sold, and the cloth was also bought, but it was not Mo Cong who sent the things back, but Li Changfeng, the uncle who went to Beijing with Mo Cong to sell mountain goods."

"Li Changfeng took the cloth Mo Cong bought, and hired a carriage to send Mo Cong's body back to Mo's house."

"This damn Huang Qisheng!" Xie Wenhua heard this, and the anger in his heart rose slowly.

"He's damned." Han Shuxian also gritted his teeth when he said this, "After Mo Cong's accident, Wan Wan Niang had a fetal gas, although she gave birth to Wan Yun, but her body was seriously injured, and she also followed after Wan Wan was full moon."

"The Mo family has killed their sons and daughters-in-law one after another, if it weren't for the presence of Uncle Mo and his aunt, I am afraid that Uncle Mo and his aunt would have followed."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Xie Wenhua complained after listening.

"What's the use of talking about it earlier! Could it be that you can find justice for the Mo family?"

Xie Wenhua smiled bitterly and said, "How can I have this ability, I am just an inconspicuous businessman who laughs with people everywhere." After a wry smile, he looked at Han Shuxian and said, "So you want to take this opportunity to avenge your father."

Han Shuxian nodded, "Yes, I'll go back and tell Uncle Mo and Aunt Song about this matter in a while, if they still want to find justice for Daddy Wan's mother, this is a good opportunity."

Xie Wenhua: "I'll go back with you."

"No, it's useless for you to accompany me back, you can help me inquire about the time when Lord Fang will go home, and then Uncle Ruomo and Song."

My aunt is willing to come to Beijing to tell you again, and I want to take them to meet Master Fang first."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll definitely inquire for you."

After saying good things, Han Shuxian didn't delay much, and got up and wanted to go back to the village.

After arriving in the village, go directly to Mo's house.

"Godfather!" When Mo Ziyun saw Han Shuxian, she ran forward to greet her.

"Brother Chunlin, are they obedient today?" Han Shuxian looked down at Mo Ziyun and rubbed his palm lightly on Mo Ziyun's head.

"If they dare to disobey, I will punish them if they do not obey." Mo Ziyun said with a small fist.

Han Shuxian was amused by her appearance, "Okay, you take good care of your Chunlin brother for your godfather."

"Well, godfather, don't worry, Brother Chunlin is very obedient."

"Okay, don't worry." After Han Shuxian finished speaking, he said, "It's been a day of teaching, so it's bothered! Go get some rest, and I'll talk to your grandmother."

"Grandpa and grandma have gone to Cuilong Mountain and haven't come back yet, is there anything wrong with godfather looking for grandparents?" Mo Ziyun asked.

"It's okay, just have some time, let's talk for a while." After Han Shuxian finished speaking, he talked about the bookstore again, "Your Uncle Xie is now in the bookstore every day, and when I went, he took me to visit the bookstore, saying that the entire capital belongs to his bookstore, and many people go to the bookstore every day to read books, and the business is very good."

Mo Ziyun looked up at Han Shuxian with an excited face, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, your Uncle Xie originally wanted to send you last month's profits tomorrow, but there were some things temporary, and he couldn't come."

After the two talked for a while, Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi came back, "Shuxian is here."

Han Shuxian also greeted Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi when he saw them coming back, "Uncle Mo, Aunt Song."

"Sit down, I've been waiting for a long time!"

"I've just come, and I'm talking to her!" Han Shuxian replied.

"I didn't know you were here, we went to the land of Cuilong Mountain to take a look." Mo Tingyu continued after entering the house.

"How is the Yunying grass growing?"

"It's good-looking, I'm afraid it's going to be a lot of trouble to clean up then!" Mo Tingyu said.

Seeing Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi coming back, Han Shuxian came up with the idea of breaking up Mo Ziyun again, "Yunyun, you go and see what your Chunlin brother is doing."

Mo Ziyun thought that this was the second time that her godfather was going to break himself up, and she suddenly wondered in her heart, what did she have to hide from herself?

Although her grandmother is in charge of the family, she has never hidden from her about the big and small things in the family, especially the family's business.

There is only one thing that the family hides from themselves, and that is the death of their father.

Mo Ziyun's mind sounded again, what her grandmother said in front of her father's grave: "If your father really has a spirit in the sky, you should take revenge for hurting him back then, whoever kills him, he will kill whoever kills."

Could it be that Godfather is here to do this? He immediately replied, "Okay, I'll go." After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, she ran outside the house.

As soon as he ran out, he ran into Murong Qingyuan, "What are you running?"

"It's nothing, I'll go pick some vegetables in the field and come back." Mo Ziyun replied casually.

"I'll go with you." Murong Qingyuan said after following up.

"No, you go to read your book, I'll go, so as not to delay your reading."

This is not like the tone she usually speaks, when she goes out of the house on weekdays, she always says, 'Brother Qingyuan, you are finally willing to say something like that.'

Just as Mo Ziyun suspected that his godfather was hiding something from her, Murong Qingyuan also suspected that she was hiding something from herself, so he made up his mind to follow and see what she wanted to do.

Mo Ziyun saw that she couldn't get rid of him, and she was anxious that they would finish talking for a while, and she couldn't hear it, so she pulled him and ran along, "You are not allowed to make a sound when you hear anything for a while."

"Okay."

So the two came to the back of the house, but fortunately, Murong Qingyuan followed, and when they arrived at the back of the house, Mo Ziyun asked Murong Qingyuan to move the stones

The person stood on the stone and climbed the window of the inner room, Mo Ziyun wanted to turn in and listen, but he was afraid that he would make a movement for a while.

Although no one went in, both heads stuck into the house.

"What you say is true?" Song Nanzhi asked with a crying voice.

Grandma cried, this cry, Mo Ziyun even concluded that it was related to the death of her father, glared at Murong Qingyuan, and blamed him, if she hadn't talked to him for a while, she would definitely be able to hear some of her godfather's words.

Murong Qingyuan also knew that he had delayed her time, so he took her hand and leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Keep listening."

I only heard Han Shuxian in the room say again: "Really, this time he killed the nephew valued by Lord Fang, the young secretary of Dali Temple, Lord Fang will definitely not be good, and he will definitely get the punishment he deserves, if Lord Fang knows that Huang Qisheng is still guilty of murder, the two crimes will be punished together, and it will be difficult for Huang Qisheng not to die."

"In this way, it can be regarded as seeking justice for Daddy Wan's mother."

"Then what do we have to do to get justice for Daddy Wan's mother."

Mo Tingyu's voice came into the ears of Mo Ziyun and Murong Qingyuan again.

"As long as you tell Lord Fang what happened back then, let Lord Fang know about it, and when you need to testify, you can come out to testify."

"We say, we say." Song Nanzhi agreed again and again.

"If you are willing, I will go to the capital tomorrow, I will go to Lord Fang first, and I will tell you when I find it."

"Shuxian, you're tired of running back and forth, otherwise we'll go to the capital together tomorrow."

Han Shuxian thought about it for a while and felt that it was okay, if Lord Fang was willing, he would be able to do it tomorrow, "Okay, then let's go to the capital together tomorrow."

After saying that it was a good thing, Han Shuxian went home.

After waiting for Han Shuxian to leave, Mo Ziyun and Murong Qingyuan walked back to the front yard, "Go to your house." Mo Ziyun said.

Murong Qingyuan nodded, "Okay."

After the two entered the house, Mo Ziyun said, "I'm going to Jingli too."

"But Uncle Han just wanted to hide it from you and didn't want you to know about it." Murong Qingyuan frowned.

"That's why I'm thinking about it."

What do you think? After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Ziyun found that there was no way to think about it, and only by picking things out clearly could she go in a bright and bright way.