"Why don't you go in and see for yourself?" She replied casually, but found that Huo Xiao's expression was a little awkward.
"What's wrong now? Didn't you reconcile with Fang Yu? "She was a little confused.
Huo Xiao heaved a long sigh, and he sounded a little self-blaming.
"I think the reason why she risked her life to do this was because of me."
Although he was carrying the hatred of the Huo family, he didn't want to drag his parents down with him.
To him, they had wasted half of their lives. They shouldn't be obsessed with hatred like him. They should live a good life.
That was his responsibility, and he was willing to bear it. He didn't want his mother to almost die because of it.
"So you know everything." Lin Mengya breathed a sigh of relief for Aunt Fang.
Aunt Fang must have done this because she didn't want her son to work too hard.
But more importantly, Aunt Fang wanted to seek justice for herself and the people she loved and cared about.
She tiptoed and patted Huo Xiao's shoulder, pretending to be mature.
"I think you are both thinking for each other. Since that is the case, you should understand and cooperate with each other."
"If I were you, I would go in now and tell her all my plans. Then, she would tell you what is on her mind. Then, you two can work together."
Lin Mengya felt that she had the right to speak in this regard.
The most frightening thing was that both of them were thinking for each other's good, but in the end, because one of them didn't say anything, and the other didn't ask, it would lead to serious misunderstandings. In the end, they might even miss the best opportunity.
In the past, when she and Long Tianhao hadn't developed a tacit understanding, she had done such a stupid thing.
Now, although both of them had their own duties, they knew each other well. At least, they wouldn't do anything that would cause misunderstandings between each other.
Of course, Long Tianhao was sometimes out of his mind.
Huo Xiao listened to her words and thought about it carefully. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense.
"It seems that you are right." He had to admit that it felt good to have someone bear the burden with him.
He looked a little relieved. When he was about to walk into the house, someone beat him to it.
"Father?" He looked at Uncle Huo in confusion.
The latter frowned, and his expression was very stern.
Huo Xiao didn't understand what she meant, but Lin Mengya's heart had already skipped a beat. She quickly smiled and slipped away.
It was obvious that Uncle Huo was coming to settle the score!
If he didn't run now, then when?
She slips away quickly. A moment later, Uncle Huo's angry voice suddenly comes from the yard, "You and your mother are really good. You didn't even tell me in advance about such a big thing!"
Huo Xiao said, "Dad, I swear I didn't know. I discussed it with Mom. It wasn't this …"
"Sure! How dare you discuss important matters behind your father's back? Fine! Stinking brat, just you wait! "The more Uncle Huo spoke, the angrier he got.
"Father! Father! Mother, mother, please say something fair. I'm really innocent! "Huo Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He finally knew why Gong Ya had slipped away so quickly. After all this time, she had already predicted that his father would be so angry that he would beat him up!
.....
"Master Gong, my master would like to invite you over for a chat."
Lin Mengya, who had just escaped from Uncle Huo's house, accidentally ran into Zhao Gulian's servant, Zhao Qing.
Compared to before, Zhao Qing's attitude towards her was much more polite. However, the hidden glint in his eyes made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Lin Mengya didn't like Zhao Gulian.
Bai Jing was detestable, but Zhao Gulian was definitely not innocent.
"I don't know your master. I have nothing to say. Please leave."
Her blunt rejection surprised Zhao Qing.
To him and Zhao Gulian, although the Gong family had accumulated a lot of wealth, their foundation in the aboriginals was still shallow. Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to stay with Zhao Yixuan's family.
Perhaps they had taken a fancy to Zhao Yixuan's position in the aboriginals, which was why they were currying favor with Zhao Yixuan and his wife.
That's right, in Zhao Gulian's eyes, Lin Mengya was currying favor with the Zhao family.
Compared to Bai Jing, Zhao Gulian might have thought more. But at the same time, living in an extremely xenophobic place like the aboriginals had made him unable to understand the outside world.
Their overly isolated lives had given them blind confidence. They were still immersed in their pride of being superior to the people outside.
Lin Mengya wasn't going to accompany them in their dreams.
She could see that these people weren't worthy of her courtesy.
On the contrary, the more courteous she was, the better they felt.
In this case, she might as well just give up on their thoughts of her.
She turned to leave, but Zhao Qing was a little anxious. He reached out to grab her arm. "You can't go!"
In the next second, a long sword pierced through the air.
It brushed past Zhao Qing's fingertips and landed right by his feet, giving him a fright.
"It seems like you don't want your hand anymore."
The cold warning made Zhao Qing's heart palpitate.
He couldn't help but look at Long Tianhao, who was walking slowly towards him, with shock and awe.
"Why are you here?" Lin Mengya looked at him in surprise.
Ever since he returned from the small courtyard, he had been asked to leave by his subordinates.
He probably had something important to attend to. Lin Mengya had thought that he wouldn't be back tonight. She didn't expect him to come back so early.
Long Tianhao walked to her side and took the small medicine box from her shoulder with familiarity.
"If I didn't come back, I wouldn't have known that someone dared to make things difficult for my wife."
He looked at Zhao Qing.
Zhao Qing was intimidated by the coldness in his eyes. He didn't even dare to lift his head, let alone look at him. He could only pray that Long Tianhao would spare his life.
"Go back and tell your master that not just anyone can invite my wife. If he wants to see my wife, let him come over himself. "
He then pulled Lin Mengya away in a domineering manner, not leaving her any face.
A long time after the two of them had left, Zhao Qing clutched his chest and heaved a long sigh of relief.
However, there was a deep sense of fear in his eyes.
The reason why he was able to dodge the attack just now was not because of how agile he was.
Before that, he had felt a murderous intent.
It was like a bone-shaving knife, making him feel uncomfortable from top to bottom and from inside to outside.
Fortunately, he was timid. Otherwise, the sword would not have been stuck in the ground, but would have taken his life!
For a moment, Zhao Qing's face became gloomy.
It seemed that he had to go back and have a good discussion with his master.
.....
When the couple returned to the small courtyard, they saw Little Moyan sitting in the yard with Little Fubao's cradle in front of him.
The weather was getting warmer, especially when the sun shone on them.
Both babies were growing up, so it was good for them to get more exposure to the sun.
However, Little Fubao was still young. At most, she would sit in the shade in the yard to see the wind.
On the other hand, Little Moyan cared about his sister very much. Every day, he would ask someone to carry his sister out, and then he would stay by her side to protect her.
The people around them couldn't help laughing.
They had never seen such a responsible little brother.
But Lin Mengya was already used to it.
When they were at home, Little Moyan also took care of Ning 'er's daily life.
Although he was young, he was very meticulous and considerate to his younger siblings.
In this regard, Moyan was very similar to Long Tianyu.
"Mom, Dad!" Seeing the two of them, Little Moyan's eyes immediately lit up. He quickly threw himself into her arms and rubbed his chubby little face hard against her clothes.
Lin Mengya's heart softened. She quickly picked up her eldest son and kissed him on the cheek.
Little Moyan's little face was red with shame, but he really liked his mother's kisses. He had to twist his little body and bury his little face in his mother's shoulder.
"Mom, how is Grandma Fang?" His childish voice was full of worry for Aunt Fang.
Lin Mengya knew that Moyan was a sentimental child, so she immediately said softly, "Grandma Fang is fine. Your Uncle Huo is over there with her."
"Oh! I prepared a bowl of sweet soup for Grandma Fang. When I had a stomachache before, Grandma Fang made a bowl of sweet soup for me. I don't feel any pain after eating it! "
His eyes were shining, and his face was full of a look of asking for praise.
Lin Mengya's heart was about to melt. She praised her eldest son.
The latter's little face was getting redder and redder, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising. His big eyes were also squinting, and he was smiling very happily.
"By the way, mom, my sister really likes to sleep! I can't play with her for a while, but I'm very obedient and didn't wake her up! "
Little Moyan was very sorry.
He had longed for a lovely and obedient sister before.
After all, he already had a lovely and obedient younger brother. If he had a younger sister, he would be a winner in life!
However, this younger sister was too lazy.
Although he liked his sleeping sister very much, he really hoped that his sister could laugh and play with him.
Lin Mengya's eyes flashed when she heard that, but in front of Little Moyan, she didn't show any worried expression.
"Because my sister is busy growing up!" She smiled and said to her eldest son, "Well, now your father and I will take care of your sister. You go and do your homework first!"
Little Moyan nodded.
He had always been a very regular and good child, and he did his homework very well every time. Even his famous teachers often praised him for his cleverness and intelligence.
Lin Mengya personally sent her eldest son to the small study, and she also took her youngest daughter back to the house.
Long Tianhao was silently watching over Little Fubao, but his slightly frowning eyebrows showed that he was not calm at the moment.
Lin Mengya walked to the cradle and gently tapped Little Fubao's little palm with her index finger.
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