Qin asked

"Don't dare? You really don't dare. After all, Zheng is from Qin, while Mo Dou is from Zhao."

Mo Dou swallowed dryly: "Young Master, I never cared what you said..."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng leaned down, moved his face closer, and looked directly into Mo Dou's eyes, "Then why have you never heard of Dou Ti's father?"

Mo Dou probably understood something, and avoided Ying Zheng to look at Mu Mu. Mu Mu seemed to understand that he had said something wrong, and looked at Mo Dou pitifully.

Mu Mu is only five years old, not to mention that he has no idea what Ying Zheng's identity is, so he cannot be blamed for this matter.

Mo Dou pursed his lips and looked back at Ying Zheng: "My father's death was indeed caused by the war in Qin, but the son was only two years old at the time, so Dou would not blame innocent people."

Ying Zheng squinted, smiled suddenly, and straightened up: "Dou's lecture on the history of Qin has benefited Zheng a lot, and Zheng will naturally not be suspicious of Dou."

Mo Dou breathed a sigh of relief, that's good, but Ying Zheng changed the subject again: "I think at the beginning, Zheng was exiled from Taoism, and he was in a mess. Fortunately, Dou helped him and escaped the catastrophe. History of Qin..."

Mo Dou quickly explained: "I want to read."

"Literacy... for Yu Dou, literacy is indeed of great significance," Ying Zheng looked at the wooden basins placed beside the case and nodded, "But why should Dou be obsessed with politics?"

Mo Dou opened his mouth and closed it again, what could he say?Because you are the future Qin Shihuang?

Ying Zheng glanced at Mo Dou, who had nothing to say, and sneered, "If Dou doesn't say anything, then Zheng will say it for you. Dou is willing to save Zheng to save his mother. Is Zheng wrong?"

Mo Dou had nothing to say, he could only deeply admire Ying Zheng's routine and reasoning ability.

"Dou knows everything about the world, and he knows everything about Zheng and my father." Ying Zheng looked up and no longer looked at the silent Mo Dou, but looked out the window. Words, Yu Buwei, my father is a 'strange product', presumably for Yu Dou, Zheng is that 'strange product'?"

all hit!

Mo Dou couldn't refute anything at all, he could only admit: "It's true..."

Ying Zheng turned his head abruptly: "Really?! You really believe that!"

Ying Zheng gave Mo Dou a big jump, what's wrong?Didn't he already guess it by himself? Why did he get even more excited after admitting it?

But Yingzheng really looked completely pissed off, walking around in the small room, scared the wood to hide in the corner: "I thought it was bad, it was, it was..."

What is it?

Mo Dou tried hard to keep up with Ying Zheng's thinking, but failed, and could only wait for Ying Zheng to speak in full.

However, Yingzheng still didn't finish his sentence in the end, and he returned to a calm state with a flick of his sleeves: "Forget it, since this is the case, the Mo family's affairs will naturally be taken to heart, and if there is a chance in the future, I will save your mother. Is there anything else you can ask for in politics?"

Hearing Ying Zheng's assurance, Mo Dou's heart relaxed, and he didn't think about what Ying Zheng was going to say just now: "No, thank you first, sir."

"Zheng Shang can't protect himself, and it's too early to thank him at this moment," Ying Zheng replied flatly, "It's getting late, so Zheng will go back first."

Mo Dou hurriedly got up and saw him off: "My lord, go slowly."

When Ying Zheng's back completely disappeared in the street, Mo Dou remembered that Mu Mu was still at his home, and hurriedly cheered up and went back to appease Mu Mu.

Fortunately, Mu Mu's condition is not bad, and he doesn't seem to have any psychological shadow from being frightened by Ying Zheng.

"Good boy, don't tell anyone about today's affairs. If others ask, just say how about practicing carpentry with Ah Dou?"

Seeing that I have already abandoned my integrity and admitted that I am a Dou because of this matter, little ancestor, you should stop saying things that should not be said...

Mu Mu nodded obediently, and then asked hesitantly: "Is the young master angry?"

Mo Dou nodded feebly.

Mu Mu tilted his head and said, "Master looks very disappointed."

What are you disappointed about?Disappointed that he kept it a secret about his mother?Is the response necessary to be so large?

Mo Dou's brain hurts from thinking about it, and he really wants to be quiet: "Okay, I see, can Mu Mu go home first?"

So Mu Mu finally left too, leaving Mo Dou alone with Jing Jing...

Mo Dou stared blankly at the empty room for a while before realizing that no matter what, he had to pack everything first.

Cleaning sawdust, tidying utensils, cooking and washing dishes... etc. After everything was done, the sky was already dark, and Mo Dou didn't even have a little time for review.

Of course, in today's situation, Mo Dou couldn't get into the review at all.

Because of the night ban, there was no one on the road, even if Mo Dou lived in a house on the first floor by the roadside, it was eerily quiet.There are no candles and no electric lights. When the world returns to night, there is only moonlight that can illuminate a little bit of vision for Mo Dou, allowing him to look at the blurred outline of the desk in a daze.

It seems that the quarrel started in this case, and I seemed to ask Ying Zheng "Why are you still there", and then Ying Zheng exploded?

Pushing forward, I was addicted to carpentry and couldn't extricate myself, and I didn't speak a word to Ying Zheng for nearly an afternoon.

So, because Ying Zheng was left out, he made a big noise to attract his attention?

What the hell? !What are you thinking about!

Mo Dou sighed, rubbed his head, trying to make himself smarter.

Ying Zheng is not a brat, even though he is only seven years old, Ying Zheng's previous performances have shown his maturity beyond ordinary people, if he is still as naive as an ordinary child, it is simply an act die.

So why?

To understand a um, the best way is to put yourself in another place. Mo Dou closed his eyes and put himself in a position similar to Ying Zheng.

If I were a seven-year-old child, when I was five years old, I found that Zhao Guo had become an enemy country, and everyone was an enemy to me... But the embarrassing thing is that everyone knows that I am from Qin and cannot escape... ...The high-level nobles can kill me at any time, and the low-level people bully me...

Sure enough, I can't understand it, so I have to change the way, from a modern point of view?

Well, country Z has no wars in modern times, so what about the Republic of China, which is closer?

The Republic of China, the pain of the Chinese people, even now Mo Dou can't help frowning and sighing when he thinks of the era when the mountains and rivers were misty.

So if he was told by his mother at that time, 'You are from country R...'

Mo Dou bit his mouth and took a deep breath, resisting his instinctive denial of this possibility, forcing himself to continue thinking.

At the age of five, his mother told him: "We are from country R, ​​your father will pick us up sooner or later, back to country R, ​​then we will be safe."

Thinking of this, Mo Dou couldn't help cursing a dirty word.

If the mother has such an attitude, what about others?

The former compatriots have become enemies, and every part of my body, every word I say, and every action I do will be labeled as an enemy country...

I shudder, if this is really the case, what will happen to me?

……

Properly crash!

Mo Dou in the dark opened his eyes, let out a faint breath, what should I do if I feel a little distressed?

However, Mo Dou didn't stay up at night thinking about life because of his distress. His ultimate goal was to understand the reason why Ying Zheng's attitude towards him changed.

Therefore, if there is a person who is willing to communicate with him on an equal footing when he is isolated and helpless, throw away all prejudice and discrimination, and make a reciprocal transaction with himself... especially this transaction will help him understand the person in name positively and impressively. motherland...

Probably I will regard him as my best friend for life.

However, this 'best friend' just took a fancy to his own identity...

Mo Dou felt a little guilty, why did he feel like he was cheating on other people's feelings?