Chapter 14: Love and Suffering

Mo Qing carried the bamboo back, and walked very fast, he knew that now was not the time to entangle the black stone slope, the most important thing at the moment was to go home. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he walked to the head of the village, he found a large pile of burning ashes in the middle of the road.

If you don't run, you can't do it, Aunt Li and Uncle Mo Lun are probably crazy at this time.

Otherwise, there would not be such a big pile of ash at the entrance of the village, and they would be learning from the old village chief's method to light their way home.

The village was very quiet, Mo Qing ran all the way over and didn't see anyone, only a few dogs were alarmed by Mo Qing's footsteps, and barked, and the sound came far and wide in the village.

"Mo Qing is back!"

"Mo Qing is back!"

The black dog Heiwa Tietou who was playing not far from Uncle Merun's house saw Mo Qing running from a distance, and immediately shouted, shouting loudly while running towards Uncle Merun's house like the wind.

The whole village is boiling!

There were shouts from afar, "Mo Qing is back, Mo Qing is back!", and the shouts became one after another.

Then a large crowd poured out of Uncle Merron's house.

Aunt Li pushed away the dog mother who was mixed with her, Aunt Wu, and ran towards Mo Qing like crazy.

She tripped over a branch on the road, but she didn't feel any pain, and quickly got up and staggered forward. His eyes kept staring at Mo Qing, not caring about the road under his feet at all.

Missing made her desperate.

Mo Qing threw away the bamboo on her shoulders the moment Aunt Li came out, and took the blessing on her shoulders as well.

You can't let these things touch Aunt Li, and you can't avoid the weak Fu from being hurt unnecessarily.

After doing this, Mo Qing just ran two steps forward, and was tightly hugged in her arms by Aunt Li who rushed over.

Aunt Li's embrace was very warm, although her body was painful from being strangled by her arms and it was difficult to breathe, Mo Qing still enjoyed it very much.

It feels good to be cared for.

After a while, Aunt Li seemed to remember something, hurriedly let go of Mo Qing, squatted there, grabbed Mo Qing's shoulders with both hands, looked up and down, looked back and forth carefully, touched the green pimples on Mo Qing's head with her hands, and held Mo Qing tightly in her arms.

Holding Mo Qing tightly, he didn't move, and after a while, Mo Qing felt Aunt Li's body tremble slightly.

The neck was cold, and it was Aunt Li's tears dripping in.

The slight trembling soon turned into a sob, then into a suppressed cry, and finally into a howl.

"You kid!"

"Where did you go?"

Hearing Aunt Li crying, Mo Qing's heart relaxed a lot.

Mo Qing stretched out her little hand to wipe the tears that gushed out for Aunt Li, but she couldn't wipe them dry.

"Get up, sister-in-law, don't sit on the ground. The children are back, let's go back to the house first. ”

Aunt Wu's iron-headed mother rubbed her red eyes and couldn't stop persuading Aunt Li, who was crying.

Aunt Li sat on the ground with her legs crossed without any image, buried her head in Mo Qing's neck and cried, tears flowed like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Until someone said: "Hurry up and go back to the house, her sister-in-law, the child hasn't been in the house for so long, he must be tired, and he has to go back to rest and see if he is hurt there, you just don't think about yourself, you have to think about the child!"

Aunt Li woke up from a dream, with a pair of teary eyes, and was about to stand up in a hurry, probably sitting on the ground for too long, her legs were numb, and she tried twice without success.

A few people next to her hurriedly reached out and pulled her up, and Aunt Wu reached out to take Mo Qing in her arms, but she shook her head and refused.

Holding Mo Qing in her arms, Aunt Li, who had messy hair, limped slowly back to the house with the support of several people, and sat on the bed, but she still held Mo Qing and refused to let go, for fear that Mo Qing would disappear as soon as she let go.

Mo Qing had tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and she kept whispering in Aunt Li's ear with a smile on her face, "Auntie, I'm back, Auntie, I'm back." ”

After a long time, Aunt Li finally put Mo Qing on the bed, and then reached out and ripped off his pants, "I'll beat you to death and let you run around!"

He kept saying this, and the slap fell on Mo Qing's ass like raindrops, but the force became lighter and lighter, and the speed became slower and slower, and the hit was as gentle as a breeze in the end.

The beaters did not cry, but the beaters burst into tears, and the people watching the battle in the house also had red circles in their eyes, as if they had also been beaten.

When her mood stabilized, Aunt Li regained her previous shrewdness and ability, first inviting a few people to go up the mountain to inform the men who were still looking for Moqing on the mountain, and then asked the women in the village to prepare meals.

Those who can go up the mountain in the village go to the mountain, and most of the people who can't go are at her house, so it is very convenient to arrange some things on the mountain.

The village chief of Mozhan and the others, who went up the mountain to look for Mo Qing, came back when the sun was about to set, and under the strong retention of Uncle Mo Lun and Aunt Li, no one was allowed to go back.

Cooking is the strength of women, after Aunt Li arranged it, the yard became busy, washing rice and vegetables, cutting meat and burning pots, all the same was done in an orderly manner, Aunt Li's kitchenware was not enough, and a few nearby families went back to give their own.

Tables, chairs and benches are not enough, and after an order from an adult, these lively children in Mocun jumped up and down, moving the things at home one by one, and trotting all the way.

Of course, there was Mo Qing among these children, and after being beaten and making sure that they were fine, Aunt Li, who had returned to normal, didn't care about him.

At night, the small ink village turns into a sea of joy, the smell of meat fills the distance, and the sound of laughter can be heard far and wide under the silent night sky.

"You kid, if you don't come back today, your Uncle Merron's soul will be lost, I've never seen him so anxious in my life. ”

Uncle Zhuzi said with a smile to Mo Qing who was serving him vegetables.

Uncle Merun smiled when he heard this, and his face was light, as if it was not him who ran around the mountain on crutches last night and today.

"You kid, you're going to have to be beaten.

Yesterday I was thinking of making you a special bow, and you should have taken the axe yourself and went into the mountains. I don't know how to come back at night, if you dare to do this in the future, your Uncle Merlun is reluctant to beat you, I can beat you!"

The village chief of Mozhan gave a stern warning. ”

Huang Yaoshi, who was sitting next to Mo Qing, didn't speak, but had already put Uncle Mo Zhan's words into action, and raised his hand to press on the pimple on Mo Qing's head.

Uncle Mo Lun looked at Mo Qing, who was inhaling cold air in pain, and said, "Thank you Uncle Huang, he has to press your pimple two days in advance."

When Mo Qing heard this, he had to bare his teeth and express his heartfelt thanks to this unscrupulous Huang Laoxi.

The moon hung in the sky, and the stars in the sky flashed and shone blue, and the people of the village went back to sleep, so that the courtyard was very quiet.

Uncle Mo Lun and Aunt Li basically didn't sleep much in the past two days, and after the villagers went back, they hurriedly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and they also fell asleep under Mo Qing's persuasion.

Of course, they went to sleep after watching Mo Qing fall asleep.

There was a faint creaking sound in the quiet room, and then a small figure stood on the ground, it was Mo Qing who should have been asleep for a long time.

Mo Qing stood on the ground, glanced around quickly, and then got under the bed with a short body, and after a while, took out two yellowed books and a jade pendant from below.

In the afternoon, Aunt Li insisted on bathing Mo Qing, in order to prevent these things from appearing in front of the public, Mo Qing found a time to throw them under the bed.

Gently lit the lamp, dimmed the wick, and Mo Qing flipped through the two books under the light like a bean.

Of course, I don't know any of the characters in the book, but if you look closely, you can see some extraordinary things from the few pictures drawn on it.

At the back of the thinner book was a figure seated cross-legged, hands flat on knees, palms facing up, fingers curled in a strange pose.

The human body is drawn with a red pen, and the red line runs through the whole body of the person in the painting, and finally converges on the lower abdomen, and there are many small characters next to it, which looks like a note.

This book should be a book for people to refine something, but Mo Qing didn't see anything in the other book.

There were a lot of things like small flags painted on it, and some round plates, plus some strange, criss-crossing line patterns, which made him dizzy to see.

Mo Qing really couldn't think of any use for these things.

If you can't figure it out, you won't have to worry about it, anyway, you plan to learn words from Huang Laoxi, and you can come back to watch it when the time comes, and you won't be in a hurry.

Putting down the book, Mo Qing picked up the jade pendant.

The jade pendant looks very ordinary, except for a little vicissitudes of life, there is nothing extraordinary, but Mo Qing knows that this jade pendant is by no means as ordinary as it seems.

If nothing else, the mere fact that it can generate heat flow and heal a swollen brain in a short time is enough to show its extraordinary.

After a few glances at the yellow paper, Mo Qing sandwiched it into the book, and the crooked Dao looked dizzy.

Mo Qing hesitated for a moment and put the jade pendant in the quilt, and he pried out a piece of the stone on the wall inside the bed, hollowing out the dirt inside, and then put the two books inside.

Gently re-stuffing the stone, and sprinkling the soil evenly under the bed, he let out a breath, blew out the lamp, and then lay down on the bed and prepared to sleep.

He was very sleepy, lying on the bed but couldn't fall asleep over and over, Mo Qing didn't have a little excitement in his heart, on the contrary, he was now suffering from a strong mental torment.

He didn't know if it was right to hide these things, and he didn't know how to tell Uncle Mo Lun and Aunt Li about these things.

The two of them are wholeheartedly devoted to themselves, and they are the people who love themselves the most in the world, Mo Qing doesn't want to hide anything from them, but his intuition tells him that he shouldn't tell anyone about these things.

These things are very important, and before you figure it out, you may bring disaster to Uncle Merlun and them.

In the torment, Mo Qing fell asleep, and in his dream he saw Uncle Mo Lun and Aunt Li's disappointed and sad tearful eyes......