Long meaning

Since Zhu Lianfang left, Mo Lingsu has been sitting quietly in the study, his eyes gloomy, his thoughts wandering back and forth, and finally he must stand up, go out of the study door, go directly to the back garden of Mojiazhuang, and then After turning around a few times, he went directly to Father Yin's small courtyard.

When Mo Lingsu walked to Father Yin's small courtyard, Father Yin was still in the same state, alone in the yard, rocking a rocking chair, humming and smoking a big pipe to bask in the sun, Mo Lingsu walked up to him, and disappeared If he had any reaction, Mo Lingsu had no choice but to speak first: "Father Yin is very happy today."

"My old man won't be happy someday." Father Yin opened his eyes and took a look at Mo Lingsu, then closed them again.

"That's right, Father Yin is the person who enjoys life the most." Mo Lingsu said with a smile.

"Just fart, and talk nonsense with my old man." Father Yin opened his eyes a little wider this time, and looked at Mo Lingsu, and didn't like his nonsense.

"Okay, Lingsu knows his mistake," Mo Lingsu cupped his fists and bowed slightly, then a bigger smile appeared on his face. "Ling Su came here because he wanted to ask Father Yin about something, but Ling Su is a junior, but he doesn't know whether to ask or not."

"My old man is still so twitchy, what's wrong with asking, just let go of your fart, don't smudge." Old Man Yin said.

"In this case, then Ling Su wanted to ask Father Yin, how did my father and Lord Xie of Xiejiabao form such an indissoluble grudge?" Mo Lingsu said.

"Why don't you ask your father?" Father Yin raised his eyebrows and asked.

"If father is willing to tell, Lingsu wouldn't have to ask Father Yin today. Since Lingsu was sensible, he knew that Mojiazhuang and Xiejiabao were old enemies, but he never knew why." Mo Lingsu said.

"It's not convenient for my old man to talk about things that your father doesn't even want to talk about." After finishing speaking, Father Yin sat up straight, knocked down the back of his feet with a big pipe, and continued: "I can only tell you, love One word hurts people!"

"Love? My father and Lord Xie..." Mo Lingsu said with a look of surprise.

"Where did you go, little brat? When your father comes back, ask him if he has let go of Liu Yuan. If he is willing to tell you, he will naturally tell you." Father Yin lay back on the chair after speaking.

"Liu Yuan? It's a girl's name." Mo Lingsu said.

"It's not just a girl, but she's also a great beauty. It's a pity, how unlucky a beauty is." Father Yin tilted his eyes as he spoke, as if thinking of something interesting, and said treacherously: "Speaking of which, my first two Heaven seems to have discovered something interesting."

"I don't know what can make old father Yin find it interesting." Mo Lingsu asked curiously.

"Just the kid who stood with Miss Yue two days ago." Father Yin said.

"Dad Yin said he had no intention?" Mo Ling asked sullenly.

"Miss Yue seems to be calling him that." Father Yin said.

"I don't know if there is anything interesting to Father Yin?" This time Mo Lingsu's curiosity is even greater.

"His appearance is seven or eight points similar to Liu Yuan's. The rest of the two points are probably because he is a man." Father Yin said.

"No intention to look like Liu Yuan?" Mo Lingsu looked surprised this time.

"Is he from Xie's family?" Father Yin asked mysteriously.

"Yes!" Mo Ling said solemnly.

"It's not interesting enough, if your father saw him, he might not know what expression he would have!" After finishing speaking, Father Yin lay back on the chair, smiling like a child with a wrinkled face.

After hearing what Old Man Yin said, Mo Lingsu thought about it in his mind, and then said with a smile: "Thank you, Old Man Yin, for your guidance."

"Thank you, no need. If there is nothing wrong with the Mo family boy, just go back and don't block my old man from basking in the sun." Father Yin said lazily.

"Then Lingsu won't bother Old Father Yin, so I'll take my leave now." Mo Lingsu bowed after speaking, turned around and left Old Father Yin's small courtyard after getting sick.

Mo Lingsu had just walked in front, and the lazy old father Yin suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the small courtyard door and sighed softly: "Young man, the word for love is bitter, so don't fall into it lightly." 1"

And here, Mo Lingsu came out of Father Yin's small courtyard. He originally wanted to go back to his study. Mo Jinru was not there, so he had to deal with the affairs of Mo's Village. Then he turned around and headed directly towards Xie Wuwu's room.

When Mo Lingsu thanked Wuwu for the room, the door was still closed. Mo Lingsu shook his head helplessly, then reached out and knocked on the door. Sure enough, the door was opened from the inside without knocking twice. Xie Wuwu was standing inside the door.

"Unintentionally, what are you doing alone in the room?" Mo Lingsu asked with a calm smile.

"There is nothing to do, so I meditate." Xie Wuwu said.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Mo Lingsu asked.

"This is your house in Mojiazhuang. If you want to come in, why should I invite you?" Xie Wuwu said and let go of the latch, then turned and went inside the house first.

"Speaking unintentionally is still so unreasonable!" Mo Lingsu said as he approached the room, with a somewhat helpless tone.

"I'm used to this. I'm sorry if I embarrass you." Xie Wuwu said.

"I'm joking with you, Wuwu is always so serious." Mo Ling said sullenly.

"There is no hot water in the room, only some herbal tea, do you want to use it?" Xie Wuwu said and glanced at the teapot on the table.

"If you don't intend to invite me, I will naturally use it." Mo Lingsu was not polite, and went directly to the low stool next to the table and sat down.

Xie Wuwu didn't say much, Mo Lingsu said yes, he held the pot, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Lingsu.

"Thank you." Mo Lingsu thanked him, then took the teacup, held it to his lips for a sip, then put the teacup down on the table.

"You came to me at this time just to ask for a cup of herbal tea?" Xie Wuwu asked.

"Isn't it possible?" Mo Lingsu laughed.

"Yes." Xie Wuwu said yes, but the expression on his face clearly said that you are sick?

"Well, actually I just came to see you." After Mo Lingsu finished speaking, he looked at Xie Wuwu's cheek with a smile in his eyes.

"What's so good about me?" Xie Wuwu didn't like people talking about his appearance. Although Mo Lingsu didn't say this clearly, his eyes really made him somewhat conflicted.

"Winxin, don't be angry. I don't mean anything else. I know you are a man of seven feet, and your appearance should not be judged." Mo Lingsu knew that he had said the wrong thing again when he saw Xie Wuwu's expression, and he was busy with Xie Wuwu Said sorry.

Xie Wuwu said nothing, just lowered his eyes slightly, picked up the long sword on the table, sat on the stool and began to wipe it, and after a while he said: "If you have nothing else to do, go back, I think you are busy with things."

"Wuwu doesn't want to get along with me like that?" Mo Lingsu's expression was indifferent, but there was some injury between his brows.

"You and I have been together for more than half a month, why don't you want to talk about getting along with you?" Xie Wuwu glanced at Mo Lingsu, wondering which song he was singing.

"I..." Mo Lingsu just lost his voice and didn't continue. He just sighed and stood up. "Forget it, Wuwu likes to be quiet, so I won't bother you, and I'll come to you later."

"Go slowly." Xie Wuwu put down his long sword and stood up, sending Mo Lingsu off.

"En!" Mo Lingsu responded lightly, then took a deep look at Xie Wuxin, and then turned around and walked out of Xie Wuxin's room door.