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"Father?" Mo Lingsu was taken aback, not understanding why Mo Jinru would appear here suddenly.

Mo Jinru's expression was still gloomy, obviously he hadn't recovered from the sudden bad news just now, he just stared at Mo Lingsu for a while, then turned and said. "You come with me."

After Mo Jinru finished speaking, he walked forward by himself first. Mo Lingsu looked at Mo Jinru's back, then turned his head to look at the door of Xie Wuwu's room, and then walked behind Mo Jinru.

After walking for a long time, Mo Jinru went directly to the study, and once he arrived in the study, he went to the chair behind the desk to do the work, and waited for Mo Lingsu who came later, and Mo Lingsu was just behind Mo Jin Ru was a few steps away, but he entered the study in a blink of an eye. Seeing Mo Jinru sitting there with a gloomy face, he consciously went to the center of the room and knelt down with his knees bent.

"Lingsu tell Weifu, what is your relationship with Xiaoyu?" Mo Jinru asked with a gloomy face.

"My child..." Mo Lingsu pursed his lips, but he didn't know where to start.

Mo Jinru slapped the book table, straightened up and shouted: "Dare to do but dare not speak, are you still my Mo Jinru's son?"

"The child likes him, and wants to be with him." Mo Lingsu was provoked by Mo Jinru, thinking about the situation around him, Mo Jinru should have guessed it, so it is better to speak out.

Mo Jinru's eyes were gloomy, and he stared straight at Mo Lingsu's eyes, and Mo Lingsu also looked back, but his whole body was tense and stiff, and he could only stay there with his concentration so as not to open his eyes and escape. "My son knows that this is against human relations, but my son just can't help himself. I like him the first time I see him."

"You know he's a man." Mo Jinru narrowed his eyes and continued to stare at Mo Lingsu.

"Of course the child knows." Mo Ling said sullenly.

After hearing Mo Lingsu's words, Mo Jinru suddenly closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, the gloomy look on his face disappeared completely. "Well, well, my dear son."

Mo Jinru's sudden change and obvious exhaustion made Mo Lingsu a little guilty, but he also knew that he couldn't retreat at this time, so he knocked his head to the ground immediately. "The child knows that this trip is against the way of heaven. If the father wants to punish the child, the child will not complain. He just wants the child to give up his intentions. The child cannot do it."

"Punish you, why punish you." Mo Jinru closed his eyes and said helplessly.

"Father, you..." Mo Lingsu looked up slightly at Mo Jinru, not understanding what he meant.

"Xiaoyu, he is worthy of being Yuan'er's child." Mo Jinru closed his eyes first, then opened his eyes and put his hand on his forehead after saying a word. "Ling Su, you are worthy of being my son, Mo Jinru."

"Father, father, take care of yourself." Mo Lingsu straightened up, only to see that Mo Jinru was holding his forehead with his hands, looking a little painful.

"I'm fine, you can get up." Mo Jinru rubbed his temples several times with his hands, and then he put down, barely sitting up straight.

"Father doesn't blame the child?" Mo Lingsu couldn't understand Mo Jinru at this time.

"When I was a father, I was crazy about Yuan'er, but I couldn't ask for it. I didn't expect that many years later, even if her child was a boy, she would still be able to attract my son to be crazy about him again. This is fate!" Mo Jinru said. Back to the chair, still looking very weak.

Mo Lingsu stood up, somewhat puzzled by Mo Jinru's words, but he didn't know whether to ask or not, he hesitated several times but opened his mouth without saying a word.

"Does Lingsu have something to say?" Mo Jinru could tell at a glance that Mo Lingsu wanted to ask but hesitated, so he pointed it out directly.

"Baby..." Mo Lingsu still hesitated, and after a while he said: "Then where did Liu Yuan come from? Is the old grudge between Mojiazhuang and Xiejiabao related to her?"

"I'm afraid Lingsu has wanted to ask about this for a long time!" Mo Jinru smiled miserably, looking tired, but he didn't stop, but explained simply: "Yuan'er is my little senior sister, as for Mojiazhuang and Xie The origin of the family castle is indeed related to Yuan'er, or precisely because of Yuan'er."

"Then Xie Yinggong is...?" Mo Lingsu only half-spoken, waiting for Mo Jinru to clarify.

"Xie Yinggong is the second senior brother of me and Yuan'er." Mo Jinru answered Mo Lingsu's question, and his thoughts began to gradually become erratic, as if he was back in the past. age.

In March of that year, the flowers were in full bloom. There was a family in the south of the Yangtze River whose family name was Mo. Although the Mo family was not considered rich or wealthy, they were considered well-known and well-known in the local area.

Master Mo is also well-known in the local area as a loving person. Once he got a good wife, he treated Mrs. Mo wholeheartedly. Ding, two daughters, and the first two sons started their careers early and were very competitive, but when it came to the third son, he was rebellious and refused to learn business. He insisted on going out to visit famous teachers to learn art In the future, I will also venture into the rivers and lakes.

The third son is also the youngest son, he is the son of Mr. Mo, he is very precious, everything goes with him, and there are already two sons in the family, so the third son refuses to listen, so he has no choice but to let him go , and spent some gold and silver to ask people to inquire about where there are rivers and lakes gates accepting apprentices. After inquiring, they found out that Zhangtai Gate, which is also in the south of the Yangtze River, is accepting young apprentices.

The second boss of the Mo family didn't want the third son to learn any tricks, he just sent him to practice and practice, and he had to take care when he couldn't do anything by himself. As for the third son of the family, he is only seven or eight years old, but he is also a brat who doesn't understand anything. After his parents arranged this way, when he heard that Zhangtaimen is a Jianghu sect, he immediately went happily. But he didn't want the trajectory of his life to change quietly at this time.

Jiangnan Zhangtai Gate, the owner of the gate is surnamed Liu, and his real name is Chengzhong. Outsiders say that he is the master of the Liu gate. In the beginning, some families around sent their children to Zhangtai gate to learn some self-defense skills. Gradually, other people followed suit and followed suit. Sending the children there one after another, the Master of the Willow Gate was hospitable, so he simply opened a school in the gate and began to accept disciples. This bundle of cultivation depends on the conditions of the family and the family is willing to give as much as they want, and the poor will help some back. Therefore, although Zhangtaimen is a small family, it is quite famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

When the third son of the Mo family came to Zhangtai Gate, he was sent by Master Mo and the eldest son of Mo. As soon as they arrived at Zhangtai Gate, Master Mo asked the eldest son to watch over the third son, and went to discuss the admission with the head of Liumen. Agreed, and watched Master Mo leave, who would have thought that as soon as Master Mo left, he looked back and found the figure of the third son, so he hurried to look for it.

The elder brother Fang was anxious to find him, but the third son here is very active. Taking advantage of people not paying attention, he sneaked directly into the garden of the Mo family. At this time, he was attracted by the flowers and plants in the yard of Zhangtaimen. After all, it is different from the merchants. The flowers in Mo’s garden are auspicious flowers such as peonies, but the flowers in Zhangtaimen’s garden are green bamboos that are easy to grow and tenacious. It means that people in the rivers and lakes must be resilient to last long.

The third son of the Mo family saw it fresh, he stopped and walked around, and occasionally he would fold a bamboo stick and wave it around for fun. Just in front of him saw a newly sprouted willow tree, and he stretched out his hand, preparing to pluck a branch. At that time, he heard a voice behind him: "Who are you, why are you breaking the branches here?"

The third son of the Mo family turned his head in shock from the coquettish shout, and saw a pretty little girl standing there with her hands on her hips, her little face was still puffy, and people said that a gentle lady was a good gentleman, although Mo at that time The third son of the family still didn't understand these meandering sentences, but such a cute little girl really made him feel a little inexplicably happy. After being stared at by the girl like this, he felt a little embarrassed at the moment, retracted his hand and scratched his head. "My name is Mo Jinru. I came here to learn martial arts. I saw this willow branch is very interesting, so I wanted to break one to play with."

"The willow branch is fine, why do you want to break it, aren't you afraid that the willow will hurt too?" The little girl was still angry, obviously very angry with Mo Jinru's behavior.

"Ah? Will willows hurt too?" Mo Jinru raised his head to look at the tall willow tree, and then held his two little hands together. "Then I won't break it, okay, don't be angry."

"Hmph, that's pretty much the same. You came to Zhangtaimen to learn art, why did you come here?" The little girl's temper came and went quickly, and the anger on her little face disappeared at the moment.

"My father went to discuss things with the master. I'm bored, so I came to play by myself." Mo Jinru said.

"You like to run around so much, so you're not afraid of getting lost." The little girl rolled her eyes when she finished speaking, and saw a young man in black clothes approaching not far away, and hurriedly walked over. "Brother, brother, you are here!"

"Yuan'er, you ran around again, what should you do if you fell down?" The black-clothed boy bumped into the little girl, and then hugged the little girl up.

"Brother, I've grown up, don't hug me." The little girl struggled slightly, not wanting to be held in her arms like a child.

"My Yuan'er is still my brother's little baby when he grows up. My brother likes to be hugged. Don't move. If you fall, you will fall down." The boy in black turned the little girl in his arms upside down while speaking. Two times, the girl who got it was really afraid of falling and circled the boy's neck.

"Okay, my brother likes to hug, Yuan'er will let my brother hug me, and you won't hug me when you can't hold me anymore!" The little girl said, holding the face of the boy in black and giving her a big kiss a mouthful.

"Okay, it's time for us to go back." The black-clothed boy started walking back while holding the little girl in his arms.

"Hey, why did you leave? I already told you my name, so you should tell me too!" Seeing that the black-clothed boy had already walked away with the little girl in his arms, Mo Jinru reacted and jumped there yelled.

"My name is Liu Yuan." The little girl Liu Yuan was so amused by Mo Jinru's bouncing and bouncing, she giggled in her brother's arms while turning her head back to tell Mo Jinru her name.