Chapter 334 They inquired about the whereabouts of Xiling Village

Style: Historical Author: Wu BaiwanWords: 2232Update Time: 24/01/12 20:04:50
Just like in most large families in the capital, when the master and his wife perform the courtesy of Zhou Gong, there will be a maid and a woman waiting outside the door.

After the master is done, he will call them in to serve. In this case, the master in the bed can put down the curtain, and if he needs anything, the slave can just send it in through the curtain.

Although the Mo family has now come to live in Xiling Village and is not bound by so many rules, for the old lady who sticks to the rules, these rules can no longer be shaken in her heart.

Of course, she won't interfere with things that her children can't accept.

Seeing that her daughters-in-law were all waiting for her comments, she said calmly: "I am old and nostalgic, and I still like the style of the original furniture. If you like it, feel free to use it."

With a mother-in-law, the sisters-in-law can no longer endure it.

The second sister-in-law was the first to step forward and grab He Zhiran's arm: "Ninth brother and sister, the second sister-in-law likes these new styles of furniture. This is the kind of furniture that will be used in the new house."

The third sister-in-law also said excitedly: "I like the furniture designed by the nine siblings very much. It will look great when placed in the room in the future."

The eighth sister-in-law pushed Mo Chuhan beside her.

"Sir, we also want furniture like this."

Mo Chuhan nodded: "Yes, I will listen to you."

In fact, even if his wife didn't say anything, Mo Chuhan would still choose these new styles of furniture.

If he could say who he admired most in his family now, it would be his ninth younger brother and sister.

Which of the things she came up with were better than everyone imagined?

Seeing this, the fifth sister-in-law, the sixth sister-in-law, and the seventh sister-in-law also asked their husbands for their opinions. Everyone agreed that all new styles of furniture should be used in their future new houses.

Only the fourth sister-in-law and the fourth brother were still recuperating in the room. When she saw this, she couldn't wait to borrow the drawings and go back to the room to ask her husband's opinion.

It goes without saying that Mo Xiuyan also likes new styles of furniture.

As for Mo Hanyue, the little girl was still a little shy and only said: "It all depends on the arrangement of Ninth Brother and Ninth Sister-in-law."

The meaning of this statement is obvious, she also wants new styles of furniture.

In this way, only Mrs. Mo's new house in the Mo family does not need new styles of furniture, and He Zhiran also knew it well.

There is a lot of wood on the mountain in her space. You can just go into the space at night and cut it down. Then use the operating table to directly process it into finished wood, and then find a time to send it to a rented yard in the city.

In this way, not only does it save money, but most importantly, it saves Mo Jiuye the trouble of purchasing.

The two couples were action-oriented. They cut down a large amount of pear wood in the space at night, and then got up early the next morning and claimed to go to the city to buy wood, and they set off on the road to Yuncheng.

The carriage went smoothly and arrived at the yard rented in the city.

With a thought, He Zhiran placed all the wood processed in the space in the yard.

It was impossible to buy wood in such a small amount of time. In order not to arouse the suspicion of their family, the two planned to walk around the streets.

There were many people walking on the street. Mo Jiuye kept the carriage and took He Zhiran with him, and the two of them walked leisurely.

Although the northwest is desolate, it is only compared to other cities.

In terms of the entire northwest, Yuncheng is still relatively prosperous.

The couple walked hand in hand on the busiest street. There were waiters in front of the shops on both sides greeting business, and some people were selling their own products on the roadside.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, but only two people caught Mo Jiuye's attention.

The two people looked around while walking, and occasionally made inquiries about people setting up stalls on the roadside.

Ordinarily, this behavior is quite ordinary. There would be no place without visitors from out of town.

However, the attentive Mo Jiuye discovered a big problem.

Although the two of them were wearing Dashun people's clothes, their hair was tied up in a high bun like the Dashun people, and they also wore silk towels like the common people, but the shoes under their long gowns betrayed their identities. .

Mo Jiuye knew Southern Xinjiang very well. He knew that people in Southern Xinjiang believed in the witch god, and the witch god was born on the first night of the Lunar New Year when the moon was in the shape of a scimitar.

Therefore, people in southern Xinjiang use the crescent moon as a symbol of the shaman god. They will embroider the crescent moon on their clothes, hats, or shoes and socks.

Mo Jiuye discovered this precisely. The shoes of the two people were embroidered with an inconspicuous crescent moon.

Seeing that his husband had been staring at the two unattractive men, He Zhiran asked, "Husband, is there anything wrong with those two people?"

Mo Jiuye replied in a low voice: "They are from southern Xinjiang."

"People from southern Xinjiang?" He Zhiran was obviously shocked.

You must know that southern Xinjiang is far away from the northwest, and the northwest is the most barren area of ​​Dashun. If they came to Dashun, they would not be able to come to such a place if they did not have some purpose.

The two of them didn't make any move, but came together to the stall owner whom the southern Xinjiang people had just inquired about.

He Zhiran took out a handful of copper coins from the space and gave it to the man, and asked softly: "Brother, what did those two people ask you about just now?"

The stall boy happily took the copper coins and whispered in the same voice: "They are asking about the whereabouts of Xiling Village."

Hearing this, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran immediately became alert.

When people from southern Xinjiang inquired about Xiling Village, they couldn't think of any other reason besides looking for the Mohists.

Looking at the two people again, they were already walking in the direction of Xiling Village.

He Zhiran knew that she was heavy and heavy now, and if Mo Jiuye took care of her, he might make mistakes in following the two people.

"Husband, you follow them first. I'll go to the Yamen to find Bage and ask him to drive the carriage to take me back."

If she didn't mention Bage, Mo Jiuye would definitely not trust her to go back alone. Besides, this place was close to the Yamen, which made him feel more at ease.

"Okay, there are a lot of people on the street. Don't wander around alone. Go to the Yamen to find Brother Baz. Maybe I need help too."

Without further ado, Mo Jiuye gave some instructions and followed closely behind the two southern Xinjiang people.

He Zhiran did not run around, but went directly to the Yamen.

She went just in time, and Mo Chuhan was returning from patrol with a team of people.

"Ninth brother and sister, aren't you and ninth brother buying wood? Why are you here alone?"

He Zhiran felt that it was inappropriate to talk about this matter in front of so many officials.

"Myna, please take a step to speak."

Mo Chuhan knew that something had happened, otherwise the careful ninth brother would not have left the ninth younger brother and sister alone. He turned away the officials and walked to the side of the Yamen with He Zhiran one after another.

"Nine siblings, what happened?"

"Myna, we just found two sneaky southern Xinjiang people at the market. They were inquiring about the location of Xiling Village. My husband was worried that there would be trouble at home, so he followed them quietly."

Hearing the words "Southern Xinjiang people", Mo Chuhan instinctively clenched his fists.

What he hates most now is the people from Southern Xinjiang, because Mr. Simeng, the culprit who persecuted countless men in his Mo family, is from Southern Xinjiang.

Moreover, not long after the ninth brother and his ninth brother and sister rescued the three brothers in southern Xinjiang, people from southern Xinjiang appeared in Yuncheng and asked about the whereabouts of Xiling Village, which had to make him extremely vigilant.