"Dad, no matter you were right or wrong about what happened back then, after so many years, there should be a result. At least we have to find a way. We can't go on like this. Otherwise, sooner or later, our second wife will be in trouble. .”
Mu Weishen slowly raised his head, his eyes full of embarrassment. Thinking of his wife Yang's words, he finally struggled to speak: "Your grandmother hates me. Although it is because she favors your fourth uncle, I don't complain at all... nor..." Dare to complain..."
Mu Yao's voice trembled, "What do you mean, father?"
Mu Weishen gritted his teeth and said what he had buried in his heart for many years: "It was my father's fault... If I hadn't made a mistake back then, your fourth uncle might not have died..."
He didn't want to mention even a word of these things, because the truth was too heavy, and even he couldn't bear it.
But my daughter is growing up day by day, and she needs to know sooner or later. Instead of letting her be dragged down by me unconsciously, it is better to make plans earlier.
Mu Yao opened her eyes wide and asked, "How do you say this?"
Mu Weishen slowly closed his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be suddenly strangled by an invisible string, making it extremely tight.
He held his head and his tone betrayed his inner regret and pain: "That day, your grandmother ordered me to go to the outskirts of Beijing to welcome your fourth uncle back. I was supposed to go out early in the morning, but I was suddenly surrounded by a few bad friends. I tripped my feet. I thought, I wouldn’t waste much time, so I left the city for half an hour late. But in just half an hour... your fourth uncle was killed, and the corpses were lying on the ground in a pool of blood. All of them died..."
Mu Yao was confused and asked, "What, what's going on? Didn't my father and his fourth uncle meet the bandits together?"
Mu Weishen shook his head slowly, as if the head on his neck weighed a thousand pounds.
He said: "No... I left late. When I arrived, the person was already dead, but the body was still hot... Even if I had arrived a little earlier, just for a moment... your fourth uncle might still be alive... …”
Next to the dilapidated carriage on the outskirts of Beijing, Mu Silang's body was separated, with blood still pouring out. The gifts he had brought back for everyone were scattered around, including the crab-shell green mud inkstone that Mu Weishen had longed for.
Mulvey Shen can almost still remember the overwhelming smell of blood at that time.
He said: "I was so scared at the time that I didn't dare to tell your grandmother, so I asked someone to go to your uncle for advice. When your uncle came, he said, let me kill everyone who knew about this, and then go back and talk to him. Your grandmother said that I was the only one who escaped and ascended to heaven, so I... committed an evil act! I was confused for a moment, so I listened to your uncle's words..."
Mu Yao was almost stunned. She opened her mouth but no words came out.
She looked at her father who was almost obsessed with self-blame and guilt, and couldn't even say a word of comfort.
She stared at him blankly, her lips almost losing color. It took her a while before she found her voice: "Father...killed all the people who followed you to pick up your fourth uncle?"
"Yes...kill them all, and mix the bodies with your fourth uncle's people..."
Mu Weishen's shoulder was always slung, as if he could not lift his head due to the weight of sin: "Then your uncle left quietly, and I ran all the way back to the house and told your grandmother that we met the bandits and I was the only one who escaped. come out……"
Mu Yao's heart almost jumped out of her throat.
"Grandpa and grandma... still don't know?"
Mu Weishen shook his head: "I don't know. If your grandmother knew about it, maybe the Mu family wouldn't even have a place for me..."
Mu Yao's face was so white that it was almost transparent. Her lips trembled uncontrollably as she asked, "So, is it because of this that my father has obeyed the elder's words for so many years?"
"yes……"
Mu Weishen was so ashamed that he did not even dare to raise his head in front of his daughter.
"Compared to your uncle, your fourth uncle and I are close in age. We grew up together and have the best relationship. Although your fourth uncle is a few years younger than me, he always thinks of me and gives in to me. He doesn't care that I am a concubine. . I am sorry for him... In the past few years, I had nightmares every night, and I could only survive by being drunk all day long... Yao'er, I am a sinner... Your father is a useless coward!"
Mu Yao never expected that the
This is what happened...
She took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, trying her best to get rid of the fear in her body.
However, she failed.
She wanted to say, "Father, it's not your fault," but after a while, she couldn't find a suitable reason to offer such comfort.
Mu Weishen's eyes were full of tears. He looked at his daughter's pale and frightened face and murmured: "Yao'er, it's your father's incompetence that has caused you and your mother to be looked down upon along with me..."
Mu Yao didn't realize what this meant at first, but then she understood and staggered back two steps.
yes……
Since the eldest uncle knows about this, do other people in the eldest house also know?
She must know, at least the eldest aunt must know.
Therefore, no one in the first house has ever taken their second wife seriously. If the second wife has such a big handle in their hands, what kind of splash can they make?
She fell heavily into the chair behind her, so they never had a chance to turn over?
Mu Weishen was startled when he saw her look. He quickly came to Mu Yao and asked, "Yao'er, you... what's wrong with you?"
He immediately regretted it. Although his daughter was smarter than others, she was still a child. How could he tell her such a thing?
He let out a deep sigh, and his worry about his daughter slightly dissipated his previous feelings of guilt and regret, and his thoughts gradually separated from the pain of the past.
"Yao'er, can't you forgive your father? The second wife's current situation is all my father's fault..."
Mu Yao's mind went blank, imagining the murder that happened in the suburbs of Beijing that day. The details her father said echoed in her ears over and over again, but it was still a mess. She tried her best to grab a thread from the mess. ..
"Dad, your fault lies in concealing it, not in Fourth Uncle's death. After all, the root cause lies with the person who killed Fourth Uncle! As long as we find this person and the murderer, we can comfort Fourth Uncle's spirit in heaven and offset it. The sin of hiding it for many years! Even if my grandparents find out in the future, we won’t fall straight into the abyss!”
Mu Weishen scratched his head in pain: "But your grandmother has been searching for so many years and still doesn't have any clues. What can I do?"
Mu Yao thought of Li Qingyi's meaningful look today, an idea flashed through her mind, and a sudden surge of extreme cold surged into her soles...
"Does grandma have no clues, or can't she investigate further?"
Mu Weishen raised his head and looked at his daughter's young but solemn face, "What does Yao'er mean by this?"
"Dad, if you think about the situation of the Mu family back then, who would benefit most if the fourth uncle died? I think the person who killed the fourth uncle may not be an outsider..."
"impossible!"
"How is it impossible?" Mu Yao took a deep breath and said, "The Mu family was not so famous back then, but with the status of the Mu family today, how could it be possible that there is no clue at all? The only reason is that my grandmother cannot Check down."
Mu Weishen's eyes flickered, as if he understood, but also seemed not to understand, and just stood there in a daze.
Mu Yao said: "The fourth uncle is gone, and my grandmother has lost a child. If it was the uncle or the third uncle who killed the fourth uncle, my grandmother would not tell the truth even if she knew the truth, because she has already lost a son and cannot lose another son." Another son, so she couldn’t seek justice for her fourth uncle, so she has been venting her resentment and regret on you for so many years!”
"Your uncle and third uncle?"
Mu Yao bit her lip, feeling hateful and angry, "Father, think carefully about what happened that day. You were going out of the city to pick up your fourth uncle, why did you get tripped up by someone? Is it possible that someone is so ignorant, knowing that You had something to do, and you still kept pestering you? Why did you go to see your uncle later? Why did your uncle give you such an idea? Did he really think about you? "
Mu Weishen held his head in pain, his fingers almost pricking his scalp.
"Dad!" Mu Yao stood up abruptly, feeling as if she hated iron. "You really didn't expect it, or you are still escaping!"
Mulvey Shen was struck by lightning.
Mu Yao trembled with anger, "Dad, this Mu family is really worthy of you."
Nostalgic? What kind of glory and wealth, even if we share it, will it be comfortable for what we have obtained by whispering and lingering for breath? "
"Yao'er, do you want to be rich and powerful? You are still young and don't know how to rest against a big tree to enjoy the shade. If we leave the Mu family and my father is not that capable, then your mother and you brothers and sisters will be in trouble. What a mess, what kind of future is there?"
Mu Yao bit her lower lip. Of course she knew this too, "But I'm not willing to be rounded and flattened like this!"
"Yao'er!"
Mu Yao looked at Mu Weishen with a cold face, "If dad doesn't agree with what Yao'er said, Yao'er won't force it. I just ask dad not to stop what Yao'er wants to do!"
After saying that, she turned around and left the small study.
"Yao'er!"
Mu Weishen chased him for a few steps, but Mu Yao didn't look back.
Her father's thoughts were correct, but she couldn't agree with him!
If she had sought help from Li Qingyi before, it was just to save a chance for her second wife, but now, she has changed her mind!
Not only does she want her parents and brothers to live well, but she also wants her second wife to become the "Mu family"!
The same surname is Mu, and she is also a member of the Mu family. So what if her father is a commoner?
She must expose the ugly truth! Let those who sanctimoniously whitewash peace reap the consequences!
*****
The area around Persimmon Alley is where the poorest people in the capital live.
Dr. Wang, wearing her most decent clothes, came out of her house and hired a green oil carriage to go to the south of the city.
