Mo Lingyuan didn't know what to do, so he had to call the nurse next door and ask the nurse to take the child over and put it beside Chu Yunyao: "Yunyao, this is our daughter, for the sake of the child, take care, okay?" ”

Chu Yunyao looked at the red and wrinkled baby who was sleeping soundly in the swaddling clothes, stopped her tears, and asked in a dumb voice, "What's your name?" ”

"You can give her a nickname." Mo Lingyuan put the child in her arms: "I have thought of her name, let's call it Siyu." ”

"Siyu?" Chu Yunyao muttered again: "Mo Siyu? ”

Miss Mo Jinyu!

Chu Yunyao was silent, and could be regarded as agreeing with the name.

"As for Xiu'er's name, is it okay to call it Cheng Yue?" Mo Lingyuan's eyes were about to drip out of his affection, "Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said." Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Yue is happy and happy, I hope he can be happy and happy for the rest of his life, what do you think? ”

"Mo Chengyue?" Chu Yunyao groaned lightly: "Okay." ”

Mo Jinyu brought warm porridge over and fed her a few bites: "It's almost dawn, you can sleep for a while." ”

Chu Yunyao's body suffered serious losses, and she cried for a while, but she really couldn't hold it at the moment, and she fell asleep in her head.

Mo Lingyuan saw that she closed her eyes, and after handing over the child to the nurse and carrying it out, he lit a soothing incense......

For several days, Chu Yunyao was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, her snort was filled with the smell of herbs, knowing that Mo Lingyuan was guarding her all day and night, afraid that she would completely collapse, and it would not be good to brush off his kindness.

Occasionally when she woke up, Mo Lingyuan would carefully feed her light gruel.

As soon as Chu Yunyao raised his eyes, he saw the red blood under his eyes and the dark cyan around his eye sockets.

The tiredness between his eyebrows and the haggard on his face could not be concealed, Chu Yunyao looked at his strong appearance, and felt distressed.

He must be more upset than she is.

She has to deal with mountains of housework, take care of her emotions, and endure the grief of losing a loved one.

If she allowed her emotions to continue to collapse, maybe he wouldn't be able to hold on.

Chu Yunyao raised his hand and wiped his bulging eyebrows with his fingertips: "Ling Yuan, don't worry about me, I will never let myself have trouble, I still have to fulfill Jinyu's last wish to find out the real murderer who killed him." ”

"The real murderer?" Mo Lingyuan's eyebrows, which had just been smoothed, furrowed again: "Isn't there only one gunshot in the farm?" After checking these days, it can only be preliminarily determined that the person who shot Jinyu was either the Feng family or the person sent by the Gong family. ”

Chu Yunyao gritted her teeth hard, "Jin Yu's fatal wound is not a gunshot wound, but a knife wound. ”

"Knife wounds?" Mo Lingyuan was startled.

"It's a knife wound, a knife as thin as a cicada's wing and extremely sharp, if it weren't for a small hilt that I touched, I would almost not have found it." Chu Yunyao's mind was groggy: "That knife was pulled out of his heart by me, and then I had abdominal pain, when you carried me away, it should have fallen to the ground, didn't you find it?" ”

Mo Lingyuan pondered for a moment: "I asked Duan Changyu to guard the courtyard, and I searched it several times inside and out, but I didn't find the knife you said. ”

"How is that possible?" When Chu Yunyao heard this, she struggled to sit up anxiously, "That knife is inserted near his heart, it is very close to the gunshot wound, Jinyu is such an astute person, if it weren't for the knife wound, when someone shoots him, he can't dodge it......"

But what about the knife?

Where did the knives go?

Can't just disappear into thin air, right?