From a child's point of view, Moyan's IQ was almost the same as that of his peers. He was almost invincible.
However, he was still too young to know that the world of adults was sinister. His father was even more outstanding. It was not difficult for him to deceive a smart child.
"Ha."
Long Tianhao let out a contemptuous laugh. "Your mother and I have been husband and wife for many years. Can your good words offset our years of marriage?"
Moyan lowered his head.
In fact, he didn't quite believe what his father said.
It was very simple. If his mother really liked him as much as his father said, then his father would not have been driven out.
Although this child was young, he had already learned to observe people's words and expressions.
He thought that the adults did not notice, so he secretly glanced at Long Tianhao again and again, but he did not see any flaws on his face.
He couldn't help muttering in his heart. Could it be that what his father said was true?
Today, he had seen all his little tricks, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"This little fellow is still too young to fight with me."
In the end, Moyan protected his Winnie the Pooh and said with a little frustration, "Then what do you say so that you won't fight with me?"
Long Tianhao pursed his lips and smiled.
"Hahaha, I knew that this kid would definitely not be able to fight with his father!"
Immediately, he crooked his hand and then whispered a few words in Moyan's ear.
Moyan's little face gradually changed from reluctance to frustration, and then he made up his mind.
"Well, I agree to your conditions now. Then you promise me that you won't fight with me for the things my mother makes."
The little fellow looked a little pitiful.
Long Tianhao was not such an unsympathetic person. Besides, this was also his son, so he would more or less show mercy.
"Deal."
The father and son reached a "deal" with satisfaction.
Lin Mengya, who was busy making animal steamed fruits for little Moyan, did not notice their movements at all.
After making five more silly little gestures for Moyan, she picked up another piece of wheat flour.
But this time, the steamed fruits she made were not for eating.
New Year's Eve was a good day for family reunions, but some people would never be able to reunite with their families.
This was the custom of Qian Jinzi's clan. On New Year's Eve, they would mold dough into human shapes to worship those who had passed away.
Lin Mengya kneaded the dough in her hands with a complicated look on her face.
After a while, she used a more careful attitude than before to mold the dough into a human shape.
Although she wasn't like the noodle artists who could make the noodle figures look so lifelike.
But Long Tianhao could still tell who she was missing at a glance.
After casually coaxing Moyan to go to the side to play, he walked behind Lin Mengya and gently wrapped her body in his arms with his big hands.
Lin Mengya stiffened for a moment. After feeling the familiar breath, she relaxed her body and leaned her back against his chest.
"I'm just …"
"I understand."
She didn't need to finish, but he already understood.
He placed his hand on Lin Mengya's small hand as well. Little by little, he integrated the dough into the shape of a woman.
"Although she doesn't exist in my memory, I know that she actually loves me very much, and she also loves my brother and father very much."
Lin Mengya's hand gently stroked the face of the dough figure.
She used to think that she was an abandoned person by her parents.
Although she had never complained about her parents' indifference, she still had a small knot in her heart after all.
Why, why did they give birth to her but abandon her?
Fortunately, she came back.
And step by step, she got to know her parents in another way.
It wasn't that they didn't love her, nor did they abandon her.
Her mother just couldn't be by her side and couldn't watch her grow up, get married, and have children.
But her mother's love for her didn't diminish at all because of the short period of company.
Her mother used everything she had to pave a road made of blood and tears for her.
Even though this road was full of thorns, her mother still used her greatest strength to protect her and make her.
Perhaps she had some regrets in her childhood because she didn't have her mother's company, but she could feel that her mother's love would always stay by her side and accompany her on the voyage.
She put the dough figure representing her mother on the table, fetched incense and candles with Long Tianhao, and solemnly bowed three times.
She would carry her mother's expectations all the way until the day she reached the other side.
"Look, someone is setting off fireworks!"
Qian Jinzi shouted and pointed to the gorgeous fireworks in the sky for them to see.
The fireworks here were not as colorful as those in modern times, but they also represented people's joy and joy.
Lin Mengya also seemed to be infected by this atmosphere. She leaned her head on Long Tianhao's shoulder and snuggled up in his arms to welcome the arrival of the New Year.
At this moment, everyone was immersed in the festive atmosphere of the New Year.
But they didn't know that in the depths of the fireworks, the crisis never disappeared.
"Your Honor, all of the medicinal pellets have been sent out."
As the fireworks rose into the sky, their place also became bright and dark.
A figure stood there for a long time.
He had been watching the fireworks explode in the sky, and there was no extra expression on his cold face.
He was like a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg, and all the warmth in the world couldn't blow to the corner where he was.
"I got it."
He said lightly, and there was no pride or frustration in his tone.
He was like a puppet without any emotions. In his eyes, there were only two choices: useful or useless.
He would not pay any attention to useless things.
He was born for a goal, and apart from this goal, even if the world was turned upside down, it had nothing to do with him.
"Let's go."
He turned and left, and countless figures followed him and hid in the darkness again.
The bloody smell of conspiracy, accompanied by the smell of burning fireworks, spread silently in the New Year's Eve …
Lin Mengya's small courtyard was lively for the whole night.
Although Aunt Fang joined halfway, it still didn't affect everyone's mood.
After eating dumplings, under Qian Jinzi's strong request, they played a few rounds of games.
Fortunately, Long Tianhao and Lin Mengya didn't play these times, and Qian Jinzi relied on her cleverness and cooperation with Zheng Yuan to get back some money.
Holding his money bag, he went to sleep contentedly, only to find a big red packet on his bedside table.
He opened it and found that there was a full 100 taels!
He suddenly didn't know whether to be happy or angry.
The master of the Gong family was too stingy! But no matter what, he still got his money back. Anyway, it was a good start!
But after seeing Zheng Yuan's red packet, he couldn't help but feel jealous!
They were both losers last night, but why could that stupid mute give him an extra 100 taels?
On the morning of the first day of the New Year, because of Lin Mengya's carelessness, this pair of close partners almost broke up.
Of course, it was also Qian Jinzi who was being unreasonable.
"I'll give you half of the money."
Last night, before Zheng Yuan went to bed, he practiced according to the cultivation method written in the book.
The effect was very obvious.
And Lin Mengya also gave him some medicinal fragrance that could soothe the mood.
Using both methods, Zheng Yuan's mood reached a period of calmness that he had never experienced before.
He was no longer like a taut bowstring, feeling that he could collapse at any time.
The relaxation in his mood brought about gratifying changes in his body.
At least in the past twenty years, he had never felt so relaxed and full of energy.
He knew that his clansmen could be saved.
When people were in a good mood, they would naturally become generous.
When Qian Jinzi heard this, although he was still a little dissatisfied, he knew when to stop. After all, it was not easy to get the money from this stupid mute.
You put the money into your pouch as fast as you could and kept it close to your body. Obviously, you had been training for a long time.
But Zheng Yuan's attention was not on the money.
The martial arts he practiced were indeed very good.
If he could control his emotions and not break down, he could even make tremendous progress in a single day.
Although he couldn't become a peerless master in a short time, he would become more sensitive as his martial arts improved.
Although he didn't know much about medicine, he felt that there seemed to be something in the air that made him uncomfortable.
Maybe there was something in the air before, but he felt that there was more of it now.
After a discussion, the two of them decided to meet up with Lin Mengya first.
Sure enough, Lin Mengya, who was in the courtyard, also noticed the strange situation in the air.
"You're here. Have you had breakfast?"
Lin Mengya's expression softened when she saw them.
Zheng Yuan saw the cautiousness in her eyes and took the initiative to ask, "Master Gong, did you notice it too?"
Lin Mengya was a little surprised. She didn't expect Zheng Yuan to be so sensitive.
But it was good. This matter was related to them, so there was nothing to hide.
"Yes, I've already sent someone to take a look. It should be from the fireworks last night."
That thing wasn't poison. On the contrary, it could be seen everywhere in the aboriginals.
But after the snow, the number of fireworks decreased significantly. Until this time, the fireworks brought a new one.
"Fireworks?" Zheng Yuan's brows furrowed.
Even though they weren't considered proper aboriginals, they didn't have gunpowder in their tribe because this kind of fireworks required gunpowder.
He remembered that the aboriginals would send people to deliver fireworks every year during Chinese New Year or other important festivals.
Not only were fireworks expensive, but they were also very dazzling. Therefore, everyone cherished this opportunity and almost everyone would gather together to watch.
But if there was something wrong with the fireworks …
He clenched his fists.
Those damned bastards! What did they do to his clansmen?
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