During the meal, Second Uncle Xiao and Shang Shi Chang were a little drunk.
Grandmother looked at her grandson whom she hadn't seen for two to three months and kept nagging at the Chang family.
However, no matter how reluctant he was, he had to leave. After eating his fill, Mo set off to return.
No matter what, these two horses belonged to the Yin Manor. If they needed horses for an emergency, he would have made a mistake.
Grandmother also knew this, so she didn't try to persuade him to stay. She only reminded Mo to be careful on the road.
By the time he returned to Lingnan Village, it was already noon.
As soon as he entered the village entrance, Mo was surprised to find that Lingnan Village was a little lively today.
He led the horse to a high ground. Mo, who had excellent eyesight, looked from afar and realized that the village name was at the entrance of the Yin Manor. They were talking about something and pointing at each other. At the entrance were some Qin Jia soldiers whom Mo had never seen before.
Suppressing his curiosity, Mo did not choose to join in the fun.
Pulling the horse to the upper reaches of the stream, Mo once again ran into the bamboo forest courtyard to secretly learn.
It was still the same familiar place, still between the fences. His eyes peeked through the cracks.
However, Mo Wan had never expected that while he was secretly learning, a middle-aged man and a peerlessly beautiful little girl, accompanied by servant girls and guards, would come upstream. Finally, he walked to the two horses.
"Hello, sir!"
Daimo came back with sweat all over his body. When he saw some unfamiliar faces, he was on guard.
Especially when he saw the burly middle-aged man in the lead stroking his warhorse.
At that moment, she suddenly saw Yin Ning from the corner of her eye. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
“.....”
He had been caught red-handed. He looked at the burly middle-aged man, and his gaze landed on the handsome man's face that looked somewhat similar to Yin Ning's.
Could this be Yin Ning's father, the Master of the Yin Residence?
The patriarch of the Yin Manor had always been a mystery in Mo's eyes. Even the commoners of Lingnan Village did not know what the patriarch's identity was or what he looked like. Usually, Yin Ning's mother was the one who made the decisions in the Yin Manor. It was said that Yin Ning's mother came from a merchant family and was very rich.
"Where did you go just now? Is this how you look at my horse?"
At this moment, Yin Ning was wearing a white dress, and there was a string of transparent colored stones hanging around her neck, which matched her extremely beautiful little face. It was a little hard to look away.
However, at this moment, Yin Ning was like a little fox. The way he looked at Mo was filled with danger.
The middle-aged man could not help but smile when he saw Yin Ning's expression.
"It's fine. I can see that these two horses are tall and strong. He wasn't careless."
"Father! You're magnanimous."
....
When Yin Ning heard the middle-aged man's words, she glared at Mo. You're lucky this time.
Then, Yin Ning looked to the side with her pretty face. She seemed to be very angry.
At this moment, Mo was certain of the identity of the middle-aged man.
"Mo greets the family head!"
....
Mo Qian raised his hand in gratitude and bowed. Then, he nodded and bowed.
If this matter were to happen anywhere else, the lightest punishment would be to deduct more than a month's worth of salary, and the heaviest punishment would be to ask the person to get lost.
What he didn't expect was that the Yin Family Head in front of him seemed to be a very magnanimous person.
"Yes."
Father Yin nodded and looked at Mo Wen.""How old are you?"
"Thirteen years old.”
Mo replied.
Papa Yin nodded again.
"Yes, more than a year older than Ning.”
...
Papa Yin stroked the beard on his chin and said something that made people understand. However, in the next moment, Yi Ning was like a kitten who had been caught by its tail, her expression excited.
"Father, why is this little pauper mentioning me?”
Yin Ning did not know if it was because she was still angry or because she was too excited, but her pretty face blushed. He glared at Mo again.
"It's father's fault, father's fault. Father has forgotten that Ning 'er has said since young that he would marry the Great General in the future.”
Yin Ning's father laughed as he looked at Yin Ning dotingly.
It was hard to imagine that a burly man could have such a doting gaze. Even Mo Ting seemed to understand the reason why Yin Ning had been so unreasonable since she was young.
It seemed that he was doted on by this master.
No wonder.
"Humph!"
Yin Ning snorted lightly, and her beautiful face was filled with pride. She added,""At the very least, you have to be a great general like father.”
"That's a little difficult. Right now, our Qin country only has a dozen or so, and almost all of them are over thirty-five years old. Father can't bear to let my good Ning 'er marry these people.”
Papa Yin shook his head. He smiled.
buzz ~~~
Mo Du didn't hear what he said next. At this moment, his mind was buzzing. His eyes were filled with shock.
The burly middle-aged man.
There were only a dozen of them in the Qin Country!
......
"How is it? Are you scared now?"
"You will never be able to become a great hero like my father.”
...
In a trance, he seemed to see Yin Ning looking at him arrogantly. Then, with Father Yin's help, they each rode a horse and slowly walked back.
By the time Mo regained his senses, he was already alone by the stream.
After standing there blankly for a while, Mo came to the stone of the stream and took off the straw sandals that his mother had woven. He placed his feet, which were covered with thick calluses, into the cold stream.
"Just how high is Lord Yin's official rank?”
As he muttered, the transparent stream water flowed over his feet. No one knew what he was thinking.
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