Mo Ziwan didn't let Murong Qingyuan follow her. After running out of Murong Qingyuan's room, she ran towards her grandma's house. When she ran into the house, she saw that both of them's eyes were still red. She looked confused and shouted Said: "Grandpa, grandma, what's wrong with you?"
"Grandma, why are you crying?" Mo Ziwan reached out and touched Song Nanzhi's eyes.
"No, your master and I are fine, why are you crying?" Song Nanzhi replied reluctantly.
"Grandma is lying! Grandma's eyes are red, she obviously cried." After Mo Ziyuan denied Song Nanzhi's statement that she didn't cry, she didn't give the two of them time to think, and immediately blurted out and asked: "Is it your godfather? What happened?"
"I didn't say anything. Your godfather told me that your uncle Murong thought the jelly was delicious and asked us to make more as soon as possible and send them to Beijing. When we thought that the business was getting better, we were so happy and excited that we wanted to cry. Later, your mother Thinking back to the past days of our family, I felt that it was too bitter before, so I couldn't help but shed some tears." Mo Tingyu found a decent excuse to explain.
Mo Ziwan pretended to be angry, "Grandpa also lied to me. My godfather usually talks about business matters and has never put me away."
"What you are talking about must not be about business, there must be something you are hiding from me."
How could the two elders talk to Mo Ziwan who vowed to tell the truth about her father and mother, so they had to think of other ways. Song Nanzhi picked up Mo Ziwan and said, "You kid, when did my grandma ever lie to you?"
Mo Ziwan said, "If you have it, smash it out."
Song Nanzhi was originally sad, but now he was amused by his granddaughter's angry look, "Tell me, when did grandma hide something from you?"
"My grandparents have been hiding things about my parents from me." Mo Ziyuan replied seriously.
The grievance was followed by sadness, and tears began to well up in my eyes. "I know that my father and mother did not die of illness, but that they were beaten to death. My mother was injured after giving birth to me and did not survive."
"Who did you listen to?" Song Nanzhi was not sad at this time, but very angry. The angry person was talking nonsense in front of his granddaughter.
Although this is not nonsense, the baby is still young, so why do you keep saying this in front of the baby?
"Don't listen to their nonsense!" Song Nanzhi said another far-fetched statement.
"Grandma, you said it yourself. When you visited my parents' graves a few years ago, grandma, you told me to let my father take revenge. Let him beat to death whoever you said would kill him."
In order to leave the two of them with no excuses, he immediately added: "The people in the village also said that my father was beaten to death, and my mother died after my father died. They also said that my life was tough, and both my father and my mother were killed by me. Damn it."
"I already know this, and you're still hiding it from me. My godfather must have been talking about my parents when he came just now, right?"
The more Mo Ziwan talked, the sadder she became, her tears kept falling, and she looked so pitiful.
After hearing Mo Ziwan's words, Song Nanzhi's heart clenched fiercely, and she just hugged her heartache and said: "What they said is nonsense, your parents were not killed by you, it's because those people's hearts are too dark, so they killed you Dad was beaten to death, but your mother was too sad and hurt her body."
When Song Nanzhi talked about the past, he also shed tears along with Mo Ziyuan, and started crying sadly.
Mo Tingyu also had a serious look on his face.
Mo Ziyuan looked at both of them without saying anything and continued to cry, "Grandma, I want my parents, and I also want to know about my parents. Just tell me, okay?"
Hearing her words, Song Nanzhi's heart clenched even more.
She didn't want to make her granddaughter sad, didn't want to say anything more, and didn't want her to know things that had nothing to do with her.
Seeing her little granddaughter crying with tears all over her face, Song Nanzhi hugged her tightly into her arms and started crying too. This time she didn't make any excuses and said, "Wanwan, you are still young. When you grow up, Can grandma tell you about your parents when you are older?"
"No!" Mo Ziwan refused, "Grandma, tell me now. If you don't tell me, I will find out myself."
The two of them knew how smart their granddaughter was. If she wanted to go out and ask someone, she would definitely be able to ask. Mo Tingyu would no longer remain silent for fear that the villagers would gossip.
"Yes, your godfather came to tell us about your parents.
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Mo Ziyuan listened attentively, and then Mo Tingyu continued, "Your godfather said that the person who beat your father to death was in trouble again. Come and tell us that if you want to seek justice for your father again, this is the chance. , let’s go to Beijing together.”
"I'll go with grandma."
"Wanwan, you are still young. Your grandma and I are going to meet the official tomorrow. Just stay at home and tell you about your parents when we come back."
Although Mo Tingyu told what Han Shuxian said, he still didn't plan to take Mo Ziwan to Beijing with him.
"Grandpa, please talk about your parents first." Mo Ziwan didn't dwell on the topic of whether to go or not for the time being.
We need to find out the death of our parents first, and then talk about meeting the official.
"Grandpa, grandma." Murong Qingyuan also walked in at this time.
Mo Ziwan looked at Murong Qingyuan, and she knew the time so accurately that she must have been standing outside eavesdropping.
Knowing that he came here just to hear about my parents, Mo Ziwan could only say: "Grandpa, grandma, brother Qingyuan and we are a family, let him also know about my parents."
Mo Tingyu thought that his granddaughter knew about his son and daughter-in-law, and Qingyuan must also know about it, so he would not hide it from them.
"That day, your father and your uncle made an appointment to go to Beijing to sell mountain products together, thinking that they could get a better price by going to Beijing.
After your father and uncle sold the things, your father went to the cloth store to buy fine cotton for you to make clothes. Your uncle went to find the hut. When your uncle came back, your father had already collapsed in the cloth store. door. "
Talking about his son again, Mo Tingyu still couldn't bear the grief, his eyes were scarlet, "The person who beat your father to death was the son of a high official in the imperial court. His surname was Huang, his name was Huang Qisheng. His father was an official in the general administration, Youtong." The government is supported by Chen Guofu."
Although Mo Tingyu didn't know what these officials did, he clearly remembered the names of the officials who beat his son to death.
Mo Tingyu said it clearly, and Mo Ziyuan also heard it clearly. Not only did she understand it, but she also remembered it carefully in her heart.
"Your father was gone, and I couldn't swallow my anger, so I went to the Yamen to complain. But in the end, the officials in the Yamen said that your father was not beaten to death by Huang Qisheng, but by one of his servants. In the end, Huang Qisheng had to compensate me. I was kicked out of the Yamen for a hundred taels of silver."
"I don't want the money they gave me, but I can't do anything except money.
I originally thought that having this money would give your mother and you a head start for the rest of their lives, but they were so bad. As soon as I left the capital, Huang Qisheng led his men to catch up with me and robbed me of a hundred taels of silver. , and even beat me and said that if I dared to complain to the officials or make trouble again, I would be beaten to death. "
Mo Tingyu took a deep breath, "We don't have much ability, and we don't dare to make trouble again. But your godfather just came and said that Huang Qisheng beat someone to death again in Beijing, and this time it was a high official. My nephew, that high official specializes in judging cases."
"Your godfather said that he will go see the high official tomorrow. If possible, he will tell the high official about your father."
At this time, Song Nanzhi took over, "I think your godfather is tired from running back and forth. Tomorrow, I and I will go to Beijing and wait."
"Grandpa and grandma, I'll go with you tomorrow. If you get nervous and can't tell me clearly about my parents, I can help you. Besides, Mr. Guan saw that I lost my parents when I was born, so he might be pitiful. I agreed to help us try my parents’ case together.”
Murong Qingyuan also wanted to go, "I will go with sister Wanwan. I can take care of sister Wanwan when I go. If you need to write something, I can also help."
Mo Ziyuan was speechless and wanted to say: I can write.
But after hearing what he said next, she was glad that she didn't say what she just said. Murong Qingyuan turned to Mo Ziyuan and said, "If you want to write the petition paper, don't fight with me when the time comes. You can read at such a young age." I’m writing, and I haven’t gone to school yet. If word gets out, I’m afraid I’ll get into trouble again.”
Mo Ziwan sighed in a low voice. She didn't know if he really felt that way or if he just found such a good excuse!
Anyway, this reason is absolutely legitimate. Even if it was legitimate, she felt it was so and nodded obediently, "Okay, I understand.
I definitely wouldn’t say that I can read and write. "
Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi watched the two of them decide like this. They didn't know whether to agree or disagree. Fortunately, Mo Tingyu was afraid that something might happen to his granddaughter if he followed her out, so he didn't agree immediately, "Your godfather agrees with you." Just go."
Mo Ziyuan was still obedient, "Okay, I will listen to my grandparents, and I will listen to my godfather!"
Song Nanzhi couldn't help but mutter: "If you are really obedient, you shouldn't go."
Mo Ziyuan was selectively deaf, "Grandpa and grandma are thirsty, I'll get you some water!"
Murong Qingyuan immediately cooperated, "I'll help you."
After the two poured water for Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi, Mo Ziwan said again: "I'm going to see brother Chunlin."
"I'll go find Uncle Han and ask what I'm going to study tomorrow!"
Seeing the cunning looks of the two of them, no matter what their intentions were, they were all well-intentioned. Mo Tingyu sighed, "The kids have a good intention."
After leaving the door, Mo Ziwan said, "Brother Chunlin should go back, otherwise my godfather will say he's playful again later. I'll call him, and we'll go to godfather's house later."
"good."
"Brother Chunlin, my godfather just asked you to go back early." Mo Ziwan walked towards Han Chunlin. ..
At this time, Han Chunlin was playing enthusiastically with Li Linsong, Mo Li, and Li Linzi. When he heard Mo Ziwan's words, he said without looking back: "Play for a while longer."
"My godfather just asked you how your studies have been lately. I also said that I would go back with you. If my godfather asks again later, I can help you. Forget it, you can just play some more if you want. I'll go Looking for a godfather." After Mo Ziwan said this, she turned and walked away.
As soon as Mo Ziwan turned around, Han Chunlin stood up and shouted, "Wait a minute, I won't play anymore, I'm going back."
Mo Ziwan stopped, stood still and turned towards him, "Okay, let's go."
