little son-in-law

I don't know if it's because the rain hasn't soaked through yet. It's really hot tonight. Mo Nanjin has already covered the two little guys with the quilt kicked away by them for the third time tonight. He was a little worried, groggy, it seemed that someone came in, Mo Nanjin was startled, and was about to wake up, but he was already at the bedside, the familiar smell made him relax again, Nangong Jingshen came back, He subconsciously leaned back on the bed, leaving a place for Nangong Jing, tilted his head, this time he was really fast asleep.

Nangong Jingshen's expression could not be seen clearly in the dark, only his body was tense to almost stiff, but after seeing Mo Nanjin's movements, he relaxed his shoulders, sighed softly, untied his shirt, put it down The bed nets, one big and two small, slept just right.

In the early morning of the next day, because of the busy autumn harvest, Mo's family had dinner very early, the little ones were still asleep, and there were only adults at the dinner table. Mo Nanjin and Rong Xi sat together, and from time to time brought food to him On the small plate in front of you.

"Okay, Xiao Jin, you eat your own, don't worry about me, it's not that I can't reach it." Rong Xi smiled and raised his hand to stop, there were already three or four pieces of small dishes on the plate in front of him up.

"These are all made at home, Dad, eat more." Six years ago, the two often had breakfast together like this. Because the mother's health has not been very good, most of the time she gets up late, so breakfast is almost only them. The father and son chatted casually while eating.

Rong Xi nodded, as if he also thought of Linyang's years, the hundred-year-old Prince Rong's mansion had been completely burned down by him, and everything that had happened before would never come back.While they were talking, Nangong Jingshen naturally put the peeled egg into Mo Nanjin's porridge bowl. Rong Xi also saw it, and ran his fingertips across the corner of the table, but finally said nothing.

Before the meal was finished, the short-term workers Ming Ting hired yesterday had already come to the door, a total of five people came, three of them had been here in summer, and they were a little familiar this time.Although the Mo family doesn't have the grandeur of the Yun family, they treat people very well, and they understand what they have done in the Mo family.

Most of the part-time workers in this season are waiting under the old locust tree at the crossroads in the center of Zao Town, waiting for the master to come to find someone. Mingting passed away yesterday, and a few people who had already recognized the Mo family surrounded them. Saying "It's better to be familiar with the new", Ming Ting picked three people he knew, and the other two are said to be from the same village as them, and they looked honest, thinking about the young master's body, it's better to finish this job sooner rather than later. , It's worth spending an extra two dollars.

These few people came from the nearby countryside, and when they came to Nanshan, they relied on their relatives' homes, thinking that they would not delay the errands of the host's family, so they came here early in the morning.

Mo Nanjin asked a few people if they had eaten, and they all replied that they had already eaten, but Mo Nanjin didn't look like they had eaten. Although she was very restrained, she couldn't help but keep her eyes on the dinner table Take a look.

Mo Nanjin knew that when they came so early, the relatives who stayed overnight might not necessarily get up specially to serve them. Before going out, Xiao Mo asked Xiao Mo to pack two steamed buns for each of the five people.

"Little Jin, don't go. There are too many people today, so it will be over soon." Mo Nanjin had just picked up the straw hat hanging on the wall, when Nangong Jingshen came from the side and grabbed him.

"It's not a lot of work, besides, I'm going to have a look." Mo Nanjin smiled and took one and buckled it for him.Said: "Let's go together."

"I'll just go. Let's talk about King Rong. Well, I mean your father. He just came here yesterday. You should accompany him today."

Rong Xi sat in the main room drinking tea, glanced at it calmly, pretending not to see their chatter, if possible, he really wanted to cut off the hand on his son's shoulder.

But what Xiaojin said yesterday made him re-examine the weight of this person in Xiaojin's heart.

But the sound of the carriage outside the door interrupted the three of them.

Ming Ting, who had just walked to the door, came back again, looked at Rong Xi, and then at his young master, with a rare expression of difficulty on his face, both father and son were a little confused, but Nangong Jingshen looked at this with a serious expression on his face. After a slight change, he knew who was coming. It was definitely not possible to go to the field today. He took off the straw hats on himself and Xiaojin, and hung them up again. After doing this, Nangong Jingshen attached himself to Mo Nanjin In his ear, he whispered: "It should be... Uncle Huang is here."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Nanjin's reaction, he walked towards the door first.

Mo Nanjin was also shocked, and then suddenly, her first reaction was to look at her father.The eyes of the two intersected, and Rong Xi turned away first.

What a smart person Rong Xi was, he understood what was about to happen almost immediately.His eyes trembled violently twice for a moment, but the moment the door was pushed open, he returned to calmness.For a brief moment, Mo Nanjin even suspected that it was just an illusion, if he ignored the almost pale fingers that his father clasped on the armrest of the chair.

Nangong Jingshen entered the door together with the visitor, and the wind outside the door blew his navy blue robe, his face was as gentle and cool as before, his cold gaze passed Rong Xi's face, and he walked straight to Mo Nanjin, He pulled it into his arms, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "It seems to be thinner, why don't you have flesh in your arms six years ago?"

Nangong Jingshen's face paled when she heard the words, and she unconsciously stepped back two steps.

Wu Guo came in behind with a bundle.Ming Ting closed the door from the outside, blocking passers-by from looking at him curiously.

"Brother Ming? This is..." Xiao Mo was also curious, who is this?As soon as he came, he hugged the young master. It was rare that Mr. Jing didn't care at all.

"You will know later, don't inquire. You take the carriage to our back door first, and I will take a few of them to the field first."

Xiao Mo agreed, and went to lead the horse and bypass the back door.

Ming Ting stood by the door for a while, then called a few people to carry the farm tools, pulled the cart and walked away.

"What's the matter, little Jin?" Nangong Qiuhu asked softly along the tip of his hair, seeing Mo Nanjin lying in his arms, silent for a long time, feeling sore in his heart.

"It's okay." Mo Nanjin shook his head, folded his hands naturally behind Nangong Qiuhu's waist, and said, "I didn't expect you to come suddenly."

Nangong quietly looked away, but happened to see Rong Xi's complex and unspeakable expression in his eyes, and his heart moved slightly.

"Today is your birthday, isn't it?" Nangong Qiuhu took his hand.

"En." Mo Nanjin raised his head, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.Said: "Let's go in and sit down."

Rongxi stood at the door of the main room.

"Autumn Lake..."

Hearing this, Nangong Qiuhu's warm smile receded, his eyes were cold and mocking, and he asked, "Why aren't you dead yet?"