Xie Wenhua took Han Shuxian around the bookstore, even visiting the toilet.
Walking out of the toilet, Han Shuxian suddenly felt that he should go back and build a toilet like this. No, it has to be built according to Wan Wan's ideas. Although the Mo family's house has not been built yet, he has seen the design draft and understands what Wan Wan means. In short, whether it is designing the house or toilet at home, it should be done according to The house built with her ideas would be more convenient to live in.
I can't stand Xie Wenhua's showing off, "It's really shameless for you to show off like this in a toilet."
Han Shuxian didn't want to tell the difference between the Mo family's newly built house and the house they lived in now. He was waiting for him to have a long experience and know what it meant to have a house outside the house when he stayed at the banquet in the future.
After the two returned to the house, they returned to the first topic when they met, "Why are you free to come to Beijing today?"
Han Shuxian replied: "Send a dish to Brother Murong."
"Have you come up with any good dishes again?" After asking, he continued: "It just so happens that last month's profit from the bookstore should be sent to Wanwan. There will be nothing to do tomorrow. How about you take a rest in Beijing tonight and tomorrow? Let’s go back to the village together.”
Han Shuxian took a sip of tea and moistened his throat before replying: "A busy man like you is going to visit my humble abode. Why don't I go back earlier to prepare for your arrival!"
"Both of us don't know who is the busy one." Xie Wenhua didn't accept his trick, he was no more leisurely than himself.
"I just heard from Brother Murong that Huang Qisheng caused trouble again?"
Xie Wenhua then spoke in detail, "No, but this time he hit the wall. The person he killed this time was the nephew of Fang Jing, the young minister of Dali Temple."
"It's because the Huang family has the support of Chen Guogong's government that they dare to cause trouble everywhere and oppress the people. However, this time they may not be as lucky as last time."
"I heard that Fang Jing valued his nephew very much. This time his nephew was beaten to death by his people. Huang Popi will definitely not be kind this time. I hope Mr. Fang can do something for the people this time. Get rid of harm."
"Wanwan's father was also beaten to death by Huang Qisheng!"
Xie Wenhua was shocked by Han Shuxian's sudden appearance!
He only knew that Wan Wan's parents died shortly after she was born. He never knew that Wan Wan's father was beaten to death, and it was Huang Qisheng who beat him to death!
Before Xie Wenhua woke up from the shock, Han Shuxian continued: "At that time, I took Chunlin and Chunlin to Lanwan Village not long ago, and Wanwan was not born yet. I heard from Uncle Mo that Mo Cong was going there that day. Mountain products are sold in Jingli, and the prices in Jingli are a bit more expensive than in the county. I thought I could sell them at a good price so that I could get some soft cloth for Wanwan to make some clothes for."
"The mountain goods were sold and the cloth was bought, but it was not Mo Cong who sent the goods back, but Li Changfeng, the uncle who went to Beijing with Mo Cong to sell mountain goods."
"Li Changfeng took the cloth Mo Cong bought and hired a carriage to take Mo Cong's body back to Mo's house."
"Damn Huang Qisheng!" Xie Wenhua felt angry in his heart.
"He deserves to die." Han Shuxian gritted his teeth when he said this. "After Mo Cong's accident, Wan Wan's mother moved her fetus. Although she gave birth to Wan Wan, her body was seriously injured. When Wan Wan was full moon Then he followed."
"The Mo family has lost sons and daughters-in-law one after another. If Wan Wan hadn't been there, Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo would have followed them."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Xie Wenhua complained after hearing this.
"What's the use of saying it earlier! Could it be that we can find justice for the Mo family?"
Xie Wenhua smiled bitterly and said, "How can I have such ability? I am just an inconspicuous businessman who makes people laugh everywhere." After a bitter smile, he looked at Han Shuxian and said, "So you want to take this opportunity to help Wanwan's parents." revenge."
Han Shuxian nodded, "Yes, I will go back and tell Uncle Mo and Aunt Song about this later. If they still want to find justice for Wanwan's parents, this is a good opportunity."
Xie Wenhua: "I will go back with you."
"No, there's no point in accompanying me back. You can help me find out when Mr. Fang will come home. By then, Uncle Mo and Song
My aunt is willing to come to Beijing to complain again, and I want to take them to see Mr. Fang first. "
"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely find out for you."
After saying the good thing, Han Shuxian didn't waste much time and got up to go back to the village.
After arriving at the village, go directly to Mo's house.
"Godfather!" Mo Ziwan ran forward to greet Han Shuxian when she saw him.
"Brother Chunlin, are you and the others obedient today?" Han Shuxian looked down at Mo Ziwan and gently rubbed Mo Ziwan's head with his palms.
"If they dare to disobey, I will punish them." Mo Ziyuan said, waving her little fist.
Han Shuxian was amused by her appearance and laughed, "Okay, take good care of your brother Chunlin for your godfather."
"Well, don't worry, godfather, brother Chunlin is very obedient."
"Okay, I don't worry." After Han Shuxian finished speaking, he added, "I've been teaching for a whole day, so don't worry about it! Go and have a good rest, and I'll go talk to your grandma."
"Grandpa and grandma went to Cuilong Mountain and haven't come back yet. Does godfather have anything to do with my grandparents?" Mo Ziwan asked.
"It's okay, I just have free time, let's chat for a while." After Han Shuxian finished speaking, he talked about the bookstore again, "Uncle Xie is in the bookstore every day now, and when I went there, he took me to visit the bookstore. , it is said that his bookstore is the best in the whole capital. Many people go to the bookstore to read books every day, and the business is extremely good."
Mo Ziwan looked up at Han Shuxian with excitement on her face, "Really?"
"Of course it's true. Your Uncle Xie originally wanted to send you last month's profit tomorrow, but something happened and he couldn't come."
After the two talked for a while, Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi came back, "Shu Xian is here."
When Han Shuxian saw Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi coming back, he greeted them, "Uncle Mo, Aunt Song."
"Hurry up and sit down, I've been waiting for a long time!"
"I just came here, and I'm talking to Wan Wan!" Han Shuxian replied.
"I didn't know you were here, so we went to Cuilong Mountain to take a look." Mo Tingyu continued after entering the room.
"How is the milkweed growing?"
"It looks good, but I'm afraid it will be very troublesome to clean up later!" Mo Tingyu said.
Seeing Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi return, Han Shuxian came up with the idea of sending Mo Ziwan away again, "Wanwan, go see what your brother Chunlin is doing."
Mo Ziwan thought that this was the second time that her godfather had separated her, and doubts arose in her mind. What was there that she had to hide from herself?
Although her grandma is in charge of the family, she has never hidden any big or small things in the family, especially the family business, which was all her idea.
There is only one thing that is hidden from him at home, which is the death of his parents.
The words grandma said in front of her father and mother's graves echoed in Mo Ziwan's mind again, 'If your father really has a soul in heaven, he should avenge him for hurting him back then. He will kill whoever beat him to death.
Could it be that your godfather is here to talk about this? She immediately responded: "Okay, I'll go right away." After Mo Ziwan said that, she ran out of the house.
As soon as he ran out, he ran into Murong Qingyuan, "Why are you running?"
"Nothing, I'll go pick some vegetables from the fields and come back." Mo Ziwan responded casually.
"I'll go with you." Murong Qingyuan followed and said.
"No, you go read your book and I'll go, so as not to delay your reading."
This is not like her usual tone of voice. Usually when she leaves the house, she always says things like, 'Brother Qingyuan, you are finally willing to give up.
Just like Mo Ziwan suspected that his godfather was hiding something from her, Murong Qingyuan also suspected that she was hiding something from him, so he made up his mind to follow her to see what she wanted to do.
Seeing that she couldn't get rid of him, Mo Ziwan was worried that she wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying after a while, so she pulled him and ran together, "Don't say anything when you hear anything."
"good."
So the two of them went to the back of the house, and fortunately Murong Qingyuan followed. When they got to the back of the house, Mo Ziyuan asked Murong Qingyuan to move the rocks.
The man stood on the stone and clung to the window of the back room. Mo Ziwan originally thought about turning in and listening, but she was afraid that something would happen soon.
Although no one went in, both heads were stuck into the room.
"Are you telling the truth?" Song Nanzhi asked with a crying voice.
Grandma cried. This cry, Mo Ziwan concluded that it was related to the death of her parents. She glared at Murong Qingyuan and blamed him. If she hadn't delayed talking to him for a while, she would have definitely heard what her godfather said. Some.
Murong Qingyuan also knew that he wasted her time, took her hand, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Continue listening."
I only heard Han Shuxian say again in the room: "Really, this time he killed the nephew who was valued by Master Fang, the young minister of Dali Temple. Master Fang will definitely not be kind, and he will definitely get the punishment he deserves. If Master Fang Knowing that Huang Qisheng is also involved in a murder case, and both crimes are punished with the same punishment, it will be difficult for Huang Qisheng not to die."
"In this way, we can seek justice for Wanwan's parents."
"Then what can we do to seek justice for Wanwan's parents?"
Mo Tingyu's voice reached the ears of Mo Ziyuan and Murong Qingyuan again.
"As long as you tell Mr. Fang what happened back then, let Mr. Fang know about it. When your testimony is needed, you can come out and testify."
"We say, we say." Song Nanzhi agreed repeatedly.
"As long as you are willing, I will go to the capital tomorrow. I will look for Mr. Fang first, and I will tell you when I get back."
"Shu Xian, you are tired from running back and forth, otherwise we will go to the capital together tomorrow."
Han Shuxian thought about it and thought it was okay. If Mr. Fang is willing, the matter can be done tomorrow. "Okay, let's go to the capital together tomorrow."
After saying good things, Han Shuxian went home.
After waiting for Han Shuxian to leave, Mo Ziwan and Murong Qingyuan walked back to the front yard, "Go to your room." Mo Ziwan said.
Murong Qingyuan nodded, "Okay."
After the two of them entered the house, Mo Ziwan said, "I want to go to Beijing too."
"But Uncle Han pushed you away because he wanted to hide it from you and didn't want you to know about it." Murong Qingyuan frowned.
"That's why I have to find a way to do it."
What can you do? After thinking for a long time, Mo Ziwan found that there was no other way to think of. Only by clarifying the matter could she go ahead openly.
