Since the morning, the sky has been overcast, and the cold north wind has blown the window paper. After breakfast, the family didn't go out, sitting around the brazier drinking tea and chatting.

I don't know if it's because of the warm atmosphere of home that I have never experienced before, or because of Mo Zi's words last night. Anyway, Wu Zheng not only didn't say "leaving", but he didn't even have such a thought in his mind.

Naturally, the chat was mainly between Wu Zheng and Mo Wenwen. What Wu Zheng didn't expect was that Mo Wendao was so knowledgeable. The two can be said to be chatting about the world, discussing the past and the present, from the major events of the court to the folk customs, almost everything.

I only heard that Mo Zi was like a little girl who had just learned about the world, looking at Wu Zheng in front of her with almost adoring eyes, and completely forgot to pour tea and water for Wu Zheng and her father. Most of the time it is Mo's mother, and occasionally, Su Meng and Su Xiaomei, who are also fascinated by listening, will reach out and pour a full tea cup for the two.

This chat was two hours, because the doors and windows were tightly closed, until Mo Zi got up and wanted to go to the toilet, as soon as he opened the door, it didn't know when it snowed, and there was already a thick layer on the ground.

"Ah, it's snowing. ”

After that, he turned around and glanced at Wu Zheng proudly. The black eyes seem to say: God sincerely keeps you.

It was indeed a lot of snow, and Wu Zheng and Mo Wenwen stopped chatting for a while, and at the same time got up and came to the yard, standing in the snow that was already over their ankles, looking up at the snowflakes that were still floating like goose feathers in the sky.

Mo asked, frowned slightly, and said:

"Looking at this scene, I won't be able to live for a while, and if it goes straight down to tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out in a short time. ”

"Dad, the bigger the down, the longer the better. ”

"Hehe, things must be reversed, although it is a year of Ruixue Zhaofeng, but it is a natural disaster if it is too much. ”

"Master, it's not a big deal, it's a big deal, just go a few days late, and no one will blame you if you think about it. ”

"Mother, where is Daddy going?"

"Isn't it all for you?"

"For me, for me?"

"What, you really forgot?"

While speaking, Mo Mu glanced at Wu Zheng intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mother, father, don't go. I don't want you to go. ”

Mo Zi, who suddenly remembered it, suddenly became the Hundred Variety Sky Fox that Wu Zheng was familiar with, or the Variety Fairy.

Similarly, while Mo Zi was pulling her parents' sleeves and being coquettish, she also looked at Wu Zheng intentionally or unintentionally. And there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Although he was curious, after all, it was a private matter of the Mo family, and Wu Zheng naturally would not ask. It's just that all of a sudden, Wu Zheng had the idea of leaving. However, at this moment, it is not suitable to speak, and I silently calculated in my heart that it will be noon soon, and I might as well say goodbye and leave after lunch.

Once he had the idea of leaving, Wu Zheng's mood suddenly became lost, and the conversation disappeared instantly, looking up at the snow on the roof, on the trees in the courtyard, and in the wilderness in the distance, his thoughts involuntarily returned to Wujiabao.

Bayiji is a plain area, and the scenery on a snowy day is far less beautiful than Wujiabao. Especially in the area of Dadong Mountain, after the heavy snowfall, in the world covered in silver, there will occasionally reveal a little green of pines and cypresses, which is eye-catching and amazing. Especially on snowy days, you don't need to go out to herd cattle, you can play with your friends to your heart's content.

Just when Wu Zheng was out of his mind, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the alley. Although stepping on the thick snow did not have the usual sound, Wu Zheng still noticed it immediately. Immediately, Mo Zi also turned his head and glanced outside through the courtyard wall.

When there was a knock on the door, all five people in the courtyard were a little surprised.

"Who?"

Mo asked, and at the same time raised his foot and walked over to open the door.

At this time, I saw Wu Zheng take two steps in front of Mo Wendao, gently pulled the door knocker, and violently pushed the door to both sides.

There were two loud bangs, two rings in quick succession, and a small, blood-stained girl with a patch of snow on the ground in the blink of an eye, and a package on her shoulder, fell in.

"Sister Suri?!"

Mo Zi had already recognized the bloody man who fell in the door, and hurriedly ran forward, with the help of Su Meng and Su Xiaomei, the two of them helped Zhai Suli up one by one, and quickly returned to the warm hall where the brazier was burning. Mo Mu also hurriedly followed.

Wu Zheng also followed two steps, and finally stayed in the courtyard with Mo Wendao.

No wonder Mo Zi took himself to Bayiji's house, and asked him not to say "go" last night. It seems that she not only wants to let herself see Su Meng Su Xiaomei, but also must know about Zhai Suli's coming in the next few days.

In this way, she saved a lot of tongue to explain to Wu Zheng one by one. At the same time, you can also stay at home for a few more days.

"People in the rivers and lakes are inevitably grievances and grievances, so I hated martial arts since I was a child. ”

"That's what Uncle Mo said. However, as the saying goes, the sea is ups and downs, and it is not easy to achieve smooth sailing. ”

"Hehe, it's good that you understand that. ”

"Uncle Mo might as well go to another room to avoid the cold. ”

"It's okay, although I haven't practiced martial arts, I still know some methods to strengthen my body. ”

It can be seen that Mo Wendao's body is indeed stronger than his peers among ordinary people.

"Do you know the girl who was injured just now?"

"I once heard Sister Mo Zi mention it, but today is the first time I have seen it. ”

"Oh. Unexpectedly, the head of the dignified Taihang faction said that he was missing. It's really hard for Su Li, a child, who hasn't done anything for a few years, no matter in the wind and rain, she has been looking for her father Zhai Wenyun. It's a pity that I'm a scholar and I'm worried at home, so I really can't help her. ”

"The disappearance of Zhai's predecessor is also a big deal in the martial arts, no one has ever seen the predecessor in the past few years, and this matter is really strange. However, at the beginning of this summer, when he was chasing down Luo Jiutian, the former head of the Sword Sect and said to be a disciple of Zhai's seniors, he once mentioned it in his mouth. ”

Without waiting for Mo to ask a reaction, Zhai Suli's weak voice was already heard in the room.

"Childe, please come in and talk. ”

Obviously, Mo Zi and the others, who were busy treating their injuries, had not had time to introduce Wu Zheng yet. So suddenly hearing Wu Zheng talk about his senior brother Luo Jiutian, and Luo Jiutian had heard of his father, Zhai Suli spoke in a hurry.

"Master, Wu Gongzi, please come in. ”

Immediately, Mo Mu opened the door casually.

At the same time, Wu Zheng also heard Mo Zi in the house quietly introducing himself to Zhai Suli.

When I walked into the room, I saw Zhai Suli lying crookedly in a chair with a set of clothes, and the wound was blocked by the clothes, and I couldn't see where the injury was. Because of the excessive blood loss, his face looked very pale.

"The folk girl visited Wu Gongzi. ”

Regardless of it, the seriously injured Zhai Suli had to get up and salute Wu Zheng, but in the end she was stopped by Mo Zi.

Hearing Zhai Suli call herself a people's daughter, not only Wu Zheng was slightly surprised, but even Mo Wentian and his wife, as well as Su Xiaomei, were also a little surprised. (To be continued.) )