For a moment, Mo Qing was a little confused about the situation.
Just as he was wondering, the other brothers outside the carriage also crowded in.
It's not an exaggeration to say that they were squeezed in. The interior of the car, which was not large in the first place, had become airtight.
Mo Jiuye could understand the brothers' concern for their father, but it was hard to drive him away.
But he was worried that his wife would be squeezed, so he had no choice but to speak.
"Brothers, please stay with me while you talk to your father. I'll take Ranran out for some fresh air first."
After saying that, he did not forget to wink at his eldest brother, signaling him to tell his father clearly that he was Mo Jiuye.
The eldest brother could not think about the ninth brother's prompt at this moment. He quickly turned his attention to his father and carefully observed his condition.
Mo Jiuye took He Zhiran out of the car, and there was a lot of space in the car.
The brothers had already surrounded Mo Qing, shouting for their father.
Mo Qing was still wondering why the young man said he was Jiu Ye. His youngest son was only 13 years old now. How could he look like that?
And why is the eldest son so much older and looking so haggard?
Just when he was puzzled, Mo Jiacheng also called his father.
Mo Qing squinted his eyes and looked at him. The second son looked like his elder son, old and haggard.
Not only that, they were all wearing coarse linen clothes, which was completely different from the bright clothes and jade crowns they knew.
Looking at Mo Zhongyuan and Mo Chuhan who were approaching, they were also wearing coarse linen clothes.
Mo Zhongyuan was a little better. He was twenty years old when he last saw his father. Apart from looking a little more vicissitudes of life, he didn't change much.
Mo Chuhan was different. He was only two years older than Mo Jiuye, and he was only fifteen years old when he last saw his father.
In Mo Qing's eyes, it was still incredible.
The brothers kept calling for their father. Although Mo Qing still had doubts in his heart, he could only withdraw his thoughts when he saw the tears welling up in his eyes.
He pointed at Mo Chuhan and asked Mo Junrui.
"Jun Rui, he said he was Chuhan, what on earth is going on?
And just now, there was a young man who claimed to be your ninth brother. I think his features and eyes do look a bit like your ninth brother. Who is he? "
After hearing his father's question, Mo Junrui belatedly remembered what his ninth brother said.
"Father, the one just now is indeed Jiu Ye. You have been away from home for eight years. My ninth brother was still young at that time, so there is nothing wrong with you not recognizing him."
Seeing that his eldest brother was just explaining for his ninth brother, Mo Chuhan quickly stepped forward.
"Brother, tell your father that I am really Chuhan."
The eldest brother explained accordingly:
"Father, you were plotted against by a man named Mr. Simeng from Southern Xinjiang on the battlefield eight years ago. You were drugged by him on the battlefield and were captured by the people from Southern Xinjiang.
The people in southern Xinjiang also pretended that you had died in the battle and hung your head high on the tower.
Therefore, we all thought that you were no longer here. Later, our brothers took over your position as coach one after another.
Except for the ninth brother, they all fell into Mr. Simeng's plot and were controlled by him for many years.
Fortunately, our ninth brother and sister-in-law were wise and went through countless hardships to rescue us.
In other words, it has been eight years since we last met. At that time, Chuhan and Jiuye were still young. Now they are married and are adults. "
Mo Junrui simply explained it to his father without going into too much detail.
His main purpose was to hope that his father could recognize the fact that they had not seen each other for more than eight years.
Although Mo Qing was physically weak, his mind was not affected at all.
Although what Mo Junrui said was a bit unbelievable, he was also trying to accept this fact.
However, there are still many things that he cannot figure out.
"Who is Mr. Simeng you are talking about?
Why does he persecute our Mo family so much?
Also, why are you brothers dressed like this now? "
Mo Qing spoke clearly and asked a series of questions.
It would take a long time to explain these questions of his.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran listened a little anxiously outside the carriage.
After all, Mo Qing had just woken up, and He Zhiran hadn't had time to check him out yet.
If I talk about these things, I'm afraid I can talk until dark.
In this case, let alone whether we can help my father get checked in time, I am afraid that his body will not be able to bear it.
Considering this, Mo Jiuye said to the people in the carriage:
"Brothers, my father just woke up, let Ran Ran check him first."
I heard that it was more important than anything else to check up on my father's health. Even though the brothers still had thousands of things to say to their father, they could only leave temporarily.
Seeing his brothers reluctantly jumping out of the carriage one by one, Mo Jiuye carefully helped He Zhiran get up.
Because the things he just heard were so shocking that they forced Mo Qing's mind to work hard. Therefore, he looked more energetic than when he first woke up.
But his legs still remained in a curled-up position, which made people look a little distressed.
After Mo Jiuye called "Father" again, he pushed He Zhiran in front of him.
"Father, this is He Zhiran, the daughter of the He Shang Shu family. Now I have married her. Do you remember that you personally decided on our marriage?"
Even though He Zhiran was bulky, he did not forget the proper etiquette when meeting an elder for the first time.
The ceiling of the carriage was not high. She had been sitting on the seat beside her with her knees bent, but now she was kneeling in front of Mo Qing.
"The daughter-in-law has met her father."
When Mo Jiuye introduced He Zhiran, Mo Qing kept staring at the two of them.
She also saw clearly that He Zhiran was now a pregnant woman, and raised her hand with difficulty.
"Daughter-in-law, please wake up. I just heard from your eldest brother that you have done a lot for the Mo family. I would like to thank you on behalf of the whole family."
Hearing his father's request to get up, Mo Jiuye quickly helped He Zhiran sit back in his original position.
He Zhiran replied humbly: "Dad, you don't have to be polite, this is what I should do."
She and Mo Jiuye drove their brothers out of the car to check Mo Qing's body. Therefore, He Zhiran did not plan to communicate too much with Mo Qing for the time being.
"Father, I know some medical skills. You just woke up. Let me check your situation first."
As she spoke, she put her hand on Mo Qing's pulse.
This pulse diagnosis did not take much time, because He Zhiran just wanted to know the condition of his father-in-law after he woke up.
She knew that Mo Jiuye and the brothers outside the carriage were eager to know the diagnosis results, so she deliberately increased her volume and said:
"My father is still a little weak, but his life is not in danger. As long as he takes good care of himself in the future, he will definitely recover as before."
He Zhiran didn't lie, probably because Mo Qing had been practicing martial arts for many years, and his body and bones were much better than ordinary people.
