Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 212 Parting (3)
"Let's go."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain was hitting the window lattice, making a crackling sound. The night cat from who knows where was screaming, and the leaves were rustling with the wind, adding a lot of noise to the originally silent night.

Chunyu Wen took a few steps forward, and passed by Qingli. She was so small, only reaching his waist, and she stood there silently. Opportunity, return it again.

Qing Li watched Chunyu Wen and the guards jump into the dense night and disappeared, her heart suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and the big stone in her heart fell to the ground instantly, she pursed her lips to force herself not to laugh out loud Come.

In the room, everything was tidy, there was still a red silk wedding gown left on the bed, Qing Li cleaned up the mess, threw the wedding gown in the space, closed the courtyard door, and returned home along the same road .

"Little Ling, it's raining outside, where are you, come back quickly!"

Back home, Qingli quickly entered the space to change her wet clothes, then jumped into the hot spring pool on the second floor to take a bath, not forgetting to call Xiaoling.

"Master, I found Doctor Peach Blossom and Fang Face, and they are in the carriage not far from the gate of the city."

Xiaoling found a roof to shelter from the rain, Wu Jiyan stared at the opposite carriage, this posture has been going on for an hour, there are many heavily guarded men in black around, they seem to be waiting for someone.

"I know, come back, Devil Chunyu is leaving!"

"Master, I'd better wait. I'll go back after they leave the city."

It seems that Chunyu's devil is not only Qingli's heart disease, but also Xiaoling's. He is in the town all day, and Xiaoling feels uneasy.

"Okay then, come back tomorrow morning and go straight into the space."

Qingli yawned, feeling relieved and tired, and soon fell asleep.

"Little sister, it's time to wake up!"

Before dawn, Qingli heard the high-decibel voice of the second sister, Qingli yawned, opened the door sleepily, and wanted to lie back on the bed and sleep for a while.

"Second sister, let me sleep for a while, at worst I won't have breakfast."

Qingli was sleepy and dazed, seeing that the second sister was two figures, she rubbed her eyes and said coquettishly.

"Get up quickly, your parents have already cleaned up, and you are the last one to get up in the whole family."

Mo Qingqiang greeted Erni at the door, soaked a veil with warm water, and wiped it on Qingli's face, making her drowsiness disappear without a trace.

"Second sister, why is it that I am the last one to wake up in the whole family? Little brother, he might not be up yet!"

Qing Li made a dissatisfied protest, but the second sister directly blocked her mouth with a handkerchief, "That's all you have, right? Wake up, Mrs. Zhang has already prepared breakfast, so hurry up and leave!"

In the end, Qingli sat with her eyes closed. The clothes, shoes and socks were worn by the second sister Qing Qiang and Erni. After tidying up, Qingli opened her eyes and was dragged by the second sister to the front yard for breakfast. , before, she hated the clinginess of maids, but now she feels that it is really good to be waited upon to get up.

The front yard, the uncle, the uncle's mother, and the elder brother Mo Zidong have all made preparations, together with his parents, and her, the eldest brother, the third brother, and Lin Fengche are all in the small courtyard of the Li family and did not come back. The cousin Mo Qing Chrysanthemum was left to entertain the medical girl again.

Before dawn, a lot of people had already come to the small courtyard of Li's family, including Fushun's grandparents and father, and the widowed aunt next door. Playing mourning music.

Li Moxuan wore hemp and filial piety, and returned to his lifeless look, with a numb face, holding his mother Liu's tablet in his hand, expressionless, but Qingli could see deep pain in her eyes, sometimes I was so sad that I couldn't cry.

Along the way, they had to go to Mojia Village on foot. Qingli didn't know why Li Moxuan was holding on to the tablet, or the third brother told her in a low voice, because the tablet of a divorced woman cannot enter the Fang family ancestral hall. A place to bury would be fine.

"Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan, don't go, don't go, where are you going to carry people?"

The funeral procession had already walked up the main street of the town. At this time, the day was dim, and a lot of people came from the front. The leader was Master Fang. He kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief while running in a hurry. Muttering, "Fortunately, I caught up!"

"Is there something wrong with this master? You can't delay the funeral of Li's younger sister. If you have anything to say, why don't you wait for Xuanzi to come back."

Father Mo Ruhu was not in good health, but he was worried and came to take a look. He would go home when he walked back to the village. Now he saw Master Fang and pretended not to know him.

"Mo Xuan is my son, do you think I'm okay?"

Originally, Master Fang's appearance was still very elegant, but his words revealed his temperament. He had a bad tone and gave his father Mo Ruhu two eyes, which meant that his father was an outsider and had no right to speak.

"Brother Xuanzi, is he your father?"

Qingli also glared at Master Fang, and then asked Li Moxuan, what she hated most was this kind of scumbag, who only thought of having a biological son after his son died, and the widow Suxian who killed her original spouse, so much thunder and little rain, Do you think that everything can be regarded as not happening?

"do not know."

Li Moxuan shook his head, with stagnant eyes, he said, "Please get out of the way, don't disturb my mother, let her go with peace of mind."

"Mo Xuan, as long as you agree to change back to Fang's surname, how about I let your mother's tablet enter the Fang family's ancestral hall? Enjoy the worship of the Fang family, do you want your mother to become a lonely ghost?"

Master Fang used his trump card. He knew that his son was very filial, otherwise he would not have given up on the Fang family and was kicked out with Mrs. Li. It would be because he was greedy for Mrs. Zhao's favor and lost his head. How can I get on with the magistrate, but after so many years, there is no improvement. There are so many relatives, and I may not remember such a number one person. It's just that I have some face in the town.

"Is this what you mean?"

Li Moxuan looked at the memorial tablet of his mother, then raised his head to see the expression of the master below, the other party nodded with affirmative expression, and said, "I can make the decision."

"But when Mrs. Zhao drove my mother out, you said you couldn't make the decision."

Li Moxuan's tone was very light, and he didn't know what he said unless he listened carefully. The voice was only indifferent, and there was a sense of mourning that was greater than death.

"This……"

Mr. Fang is wrong, this Mrs. Li has been bedridden all year round, and she looks very sick. After a long time, she becomes a little bored. Men are always greedy for beauty. He did nothing wrong, but Mrs. Zhao should not be allowed to do it. Be the head of the house.

"Mo Xuan, father also had difficulties back then. You know that your cousin is the magistrate."

(End of this chapter)