Mo Ziyun didn't let Murong Qingyuan follow, and after running out of Murong Qingyuan's room, she ran towards her grandmother's house, ran into the house, and saw that the eyes of both of them were still red, and shouted with a puzzled look, "Grandpa, grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"Grandma, why are you crying?" Mo Ziyun reached out and touched Song Nanzhi's eyes.

"No, I'm fine with your grandfather, crying why are you crying." Song Nanzhi replied forcefully.

"Grandma liared! Grandma's eyes are red, and she looks like she has cried." After Mo Ziyun denied Song Nanzhi's statement that he didn't cry, he simply didn't give the two of them time to think, and immediately blurted out again, "Did my godfather say something?"

"Didn't say anything, your godfather said that your Uncle Murong thought the cold noodles were delicious, let's make more as soon as possible and send them to Jingli, we wanted to cry when we thought that the business was better, and we wanted to cry when we were happy and excited. Later, your grandmother remembered the previous days of our family, and felt that it was too bitter before, so she couldn't help but shed some tears." Mo Tingyu came up with a decent excuse to explain.

Mo Ziyun pretended to be angry, "Grandpa also lied to me, my godfather usually talks about business matters, and he has never separated me."

"What you're talking about is definitely not a business matter, there must be something hidden from me."

How could the two elders say that they vowed to spread out their father's affairs about Mo Ziyun, so they had to think of other ways, Song Nanzhi picked up Mo Ziyun, "You kid, when did grandma lie to you!"

Mo Ziyun said, "If there is, smash it out."

Song Nanzhi was originally sad, but now he was amused by his granddaughter's angry appearance, "Then tell me when grandma hid something from you?"

"Grandma's business has been hiding from me." Mo Ziyun replied seriously.

After the grievance, he was sad again, and tears rolled in his eyes, "I know that my father and mother didn't die of illness, my father was beaten to death, and my mother didn't survive because she hurt her body after giving birth to me."

"Who did you listen to?" Song Nanzhi was not sad at this time, but he was very angry, and the person who chewed the root of his tongue talked nonsense in front of his granddaughter.

Although this is not nonsense, but the baby is still young, why do you always say this in front of the baby?

"Don't listen to their nonsense!" Song Nanzhi said another far-fetched sentence.

"Grandma, you said it yourself, when you went to the grave of your father and mother a few years ago, grandma said that you should let your father go to take revenge, and if you say that whoever kills him, let him kill him."

In order to make the two of them have no more excuses, they immediately followed: "The people in the village also said that my father was beaten to death, and my father was dead and my mother was dead, and they also said that my life was hard, and my father and mother were both killed by me."

"I already know, you are still hiding it from me, my godfather must have been talking about my father and mother just now, isn't it?"

The more Mo Ziyun spoke, the more sad she became, and her tears kept falling, looking so pitiful.

Song Nanzhi listened to Mo Ziyun's words, and his heart was pinched fiercely, and he only said distressedly: "They are talking nonsense, your father and mother were not killed by you, it was those people who were too dark in their hearts to beat your father to death, and your mother was too sad and hurt her body."

Song Nanzhi talked about the past, and she also cried with Mo Ziyun and cried sadly.

Mo Tingyu also had a heavy face.

Mo Ziyun saw that the two of them didn't speak, and continued to cry, "Grandma, I want my father's mother, and I also want to know about my father's mother, so you can tell me?"

Hearing her words, Song Nanzhi's heart was even more tightly pinched.

She didn't want her granddaughter to be sad, she didn't want to say anything more, she didn't want her to know anything that had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that the little granddaughter was crying with tears on her face, Song Nanzhi hugged her granddaughter tightly into her arms and cried too, but this time she didn't make any more excuses, and said, "Wanyun, you are still young, when you grow up, grandma will tell you about your father, okay?"

"Not good!" Mo Ziyun refused, "Grandma will tell me now, if you don't tell me, I'll inquire myself."

How smart the granddaughter is, the two of them know very well, if she wants to go out and ask anyone, she will definitely be able to ask, for fear that the people in the village will talk nonsense, Mo Tingyu is no longer silent.

"Yes, your godfather came to tell us about your father.

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Mo Ziyun listened intently, and then Mo Tingyu continued, "Your godfather said that the person who killed your father had an accident again, and came to tell us that if you want to get justice for your father again, this is an opportunity, let's go to Beijing together."

"I'll go with my grandmother."

"Wanyun, you are still young, tomorrow your grandmother and I will go to see the official master, you will stay at home and tell you about your father and mother when we come back."

Although Mo Tingyu said what Han Shuxian said, he still didn't plan to take Mo Ziyun to the capital together.

"Grandpa, you talk about your father and mother first." Mo Ziyun is not entangled in the topic of whether to go or not for the time being.

I have to find out about my father's death first, and then talk about the official.

"Grandpa, grandma." Murong Qingyuan also walked in at this time.

Mo Ziyun looked at Murong Qingyuan, pinching the time so accurately, she must have been standing outside and eavesdropping.

Knowing that he came to hear about his father's mother, Mo Ziyun could only say, "Grandparents, Brother Qingyuan and we are a family, let him also know about my father's mother."

Mo Tingyu thought that her granddaughter knew about her son and daughter-in-law, and Qingyuan must have known about it, so she didn't hide it from them.

"That day, your father and your uncle made an appointment to go to Beijing to sell mountain goods together, thinking that if they went to Beijing, they could also sell them at a better price.

When your father and uncle have sold their things, your father will go to the cloth shop to buy you muslin and come back to make clothes, and your uncle will go to the hut, and when your uncle returns, your father will have fallen at the door of the cloth shop."

Speaking of his son again, Mo Tingyu still couldn't bear the grief, his eyes were scarlet, "It was the son of a senior official of the imperial court who killed your father, surnamed Huang, called Huang Qisheng, his father should be the official of the general government, the right general government, and the support of Chen Guofu."

Although Mo Tingyu didn't know what these officials did, he remembered these officials who killed his son clearly.

Mo Tingyu said it clearly, and Mo Ziyun also heard it clearly, not only did she understand it, but she also carefully remembered it in her heart.

"Your father is gone, I can't swallow the anger in my heart, so I went to the yamen to sue, but in the end, the officials in the yamen said that your father was not killed by Huang Qisheng, but by his subordinates, and finally Huang Qisheng paid me a hundred taels of silver and drove me out of the yamen."

"I don't want the money they give, but I can't do anything but it.

I thought that having this silver would also give your mother and you a head to live in the rest of your life, but they were so bad that I just left the capital, and Huang Qisheng led someone to catch up with me, robbed a hundred taels of silver, not to mention, and beat me, and said that if I dare to sue the official again, and dare to make trouble again, I will be beaten to death."

Mo Tingyu took a deep breath, "We don't have any skills, and we don't dare to make trouble about this matter again. But your godfather just came and said that Huang Qisheng had killed people in Beijing again, and this time it was the nephew of a senior official who was specially judged by people."

"Your godfather said that he would go to see the senior official tomorrow, and if he could, he would also tell the senior official about your father."

At this time, Song Nanzhi took over, "I think that your godfather is tired of running back and forth, and my grandfather and I will go to Beijing tomorrow to wait."

"Grandparents, I'll go with you tomorrow, in case you are nervous and can't explain your father's affairs clearly, I'll also add on the side, and the official master will see that I was born without my father, maybe I will agree to help us try my father's case together."

Murong Qingyuan also wanted to go, "I'll go with Sister Wanyun, I can take care of Sister Wanyun when I go, in case I want to write something, I can also help."

Mo Ziyun was speechless and wanted to say: I can write.

But after listening to his later words, she was glad that she didn't say what she just said, only to see Murong Qingyuan turn his head to Mo Ziyun and say, "If you write a paper, don't rob me at that time, you can read and write at such a young age, and you haven't been to school yet, if it spreads, I'm afraid that I'll get into trouble again."

Mo Ziyun sighed in a low voice, I don't know if he really thinks so, or if he just found such a good excuse!

Anyway, this reason is absolutely justified, and she feels that it is so, so she nodded obediently, "Okay, I know, me."

I don't say I can read and write."

Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi watched the two of them decide like this, and they didn't know whether to agree or disagree, but fortunately, Mo Tingyu was afraid that something would happen to his granddaughter when he went out, so he didn't agree, "Your godfather will go if he agrees with you."

Mo Ziyun was still obedient and obedient, "Okay, I listen to my grandparents, and I listen to my godfather!"

Song Nanzhi couldn't help muttering, "If you are really obedient, you shouldn't go."

Mo Ziyun is selectively deaf, "Grandpa and grandma are thirsty, I'll pour water!"

Murong Qingyuan immediately cooperated, "I'll help you."

After the two poured water for Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi, Mo Ziyun said again, "I'll go see Brother Chunlin."

"I'll go to Uncle Han and ask me what I'm going to study tomorrow!"

Looking at the way the two of them slid their heads, no matter what they thought, they were all kind, Mo Tingyu sighed, "The babies have a heart."

When she went out, Mo Ziyun said, "Brother Chunlin should also go back, otherwise my godfather will say that he is playful again, I'll call him, and we'll go to my godfather's house later."

"Okay."

"Brother Chunlin, godfather just told you to go back early." Mo Ziyun walked towards Han Chunlin...

At this time, Han Chunlin was playing with Li Linsong, Mo Li, and Li Linzi, and they were playing together, and when they heard Mo Ziyun's words, they said without looking back, "Play for a while."

"Godfather just asked how you have been studying recently, and I also said to go back with you, and when Godfather asks again, I can help you." Forget it, if you want to play, you can play again, I'll go find my godfather." After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, she turned around and walked away.

As soon as Mo Ziyun turned around, Han Chunlin stood up and shouted, "Wait, I won't play anymore, I'll go back too."

Mo Ziyun stopped her steps, stood still and turned towards him, "Okay, let's go."