Facing such a questioning, Zhai Baoshu maintained a strong calm and walked downstairs slowly.
Song Qingyu followed behind her and was very curious about what the old lady planned to do in the face of such a situation.
In fact, when the Mohists faced foreign enemies, they were very united.
But where there is power, there is struggle, and within any family, it is impossible that no one wants to seize power.
Naturally, there is also inside the Mo family. This person is called Mo Nanyang, who is Mo Beiyan's cousin. Not the same grandfather, but the grandson of Grandpa Mo Beiyan's brother.
Mo Nanyang was also very smart since he was a child, very capable and talented.
Because of his origin, and because it was indeed Mo Beiyan who was better than him, he kept suppressing him from getting ahead.
In Mo Nanyang's heart, Mo Beiyan is the kind of person who compares everywhere with his peers and then crushes others!
Commonly known as the child of someone else's family!
Therefore, under the leadership of Mo Beiyan, it is normal for Mo Nanyang to stand up and express his dissatisfaction for a woman who has brought such a great ordeal to the family.
Zhai Baoshu unhurriedly walked to the middle of the sofa and sat down, as if he did not put Mo Nanyang in his eyes at all, until he sat down firmly, turned his head and said to Mo Nanyang, "What did you just say? ?"
In a word, Mo Nanyang immediately looked up.
The so-called murder is intangible, and this is it.
She doesn't need to be angry at all, she doesn't need to lose her temper, and easily makes Mo Nanyang feel that she has done something wrong!
Song Qingyu looked in silently, admiring it deeply.
Zhai Baoshu didn't pay attention to Mo Nanyang's intentions at all, and turned to other people and said, "Okay, Yan'er's condition is just a little skin trauma. It can be cured for a period of time. There is no major problem. Don't worry, just go back. "
Now that the old lady has said so, most of them are planning to leave.
The disregarded Mo Nanyang was a little unconvinced: "Old lady, can this be the case?"
This question was within the range that Zhai Baoshu thought could be answered, so she looked at Mo Nanyang and said, “Of course it’s not going to be the case. However, Yan'er knows how to solve this matter. You can do your job well, and be ready to accept assignment at any time!"
Song Qingyu was even more admired. This kind of high-ranking attitude is really something that he can't possibly have for another ten years of practice.
You don't have to do anything to the other party at all, and you can feel ashamed of yourself by both the inside and the outside.
Song Qingyu couldn't help thinking that when he first saw Zhai Baoshu, it seemed that this was the situation. In front of the other party, he didn't even dare to show up!
What else did Mo Nanyang want to say, Xu Fengjiao gave him a wink and said, "Okay, everyone is gone."
Everyone dispersed.
Before leaving, Mo Nanyangchao Song Qingyu came over, which was very meaningful.
Before Lightning Flint, Song Qingyu suddenly thought of something!
After everyone had dispersed, she quietly returned to Mo Beiyan's room on the second floor.
"Are you all gone?" Mo Beiyan was very used to the internal affairs of the Mo family.
"Well, they're all gone." Song Qingyu walked towards him, poured him a glass of water by the way, and handed it over: "I understand why Lu Nianzhen always told me that the Mo family is strict. I think if I stay for a long time. To survive in such a place, 80% have to live depressed to death!"
Mo Beiyan didn't like to listen to these words, narrowed his eyes and stared at her without speaking.
To say that when Mo Beiyan didn't speak, when he deliberately released pressure, he was actually almost the same as Zhai Baoshu, with the coercion of the superior.
Fortunately, Song Qingyu is very used to it, knowing that he will not do anything to himself, so he is not afraid to challenge his majesty at all.
"I'm telling the truth, what is your look?"
Mo Beiyan's eyes were a little bleak: "You are telling the truth, that is, you subconsciously don't want to stay here and live with me, and you don't want to be with me."
He told his complaints in a declarative tone.
Song Qingyu couldn't help feeling funny, but obviously felt that the meaning in his words had not been finished.
Sure enough, Mo Beiyan went on to say: "But you have to know that if you get it, you have to pay a price."
He said earnestly and earnestly: "You are in the Mohist school, you will be bound by all kinds of rules. But in the same way, you can get a lot of convenience because of the Mohist's strength."
"For example, no matter which line or industry you are in, under special circumstances, as long as you are a member of the Mo family, others will give you three points of face, and you won't be too embarrassed."
"For another example, at the core of the Mohist school, you will have endless wealth and connections, and the level of dignity you can enjoy is directly proportional to it."
"Also, if you are the hostess of the Mo family, that in itself represents a lofty status, allowing you to do many things with less effort."
Seeing that he was still thinking, it seemed that he was still racking his brains while telling her the benefits of being the Mo family, Song Qingyu couldn't help but laugh, and sat down by the bed.
She lay down and said exhaustedly: "Okay, I just complained, you said so much!"
You know, Mo Beiyan is really not a talkative person in normal times, and that's what happened to her.
"It's just complaining?" Mo Beiyan obviously didn't believe it: "The reason why you complained is that you have such complaints in your heart. A single spark can start a prairie fire. Who knows when this complaint will dominate your consciousness and make you Suddenly decided to leave me?"
"By the way, can I run away?" Song Qingyu looked at him amused.
Both of them were lying down, but Mo Beiyan could only lie on his back because of the injury. After she lay down, he couldn't see her expression at all. He could only hold her hand and said, "Even if you If you can't run away, you are not allowed to have such thoughts!"
Song Qingyu sighed and said, "Forget it, I didn't want to run."
"Really didn't think about it?" Mo Beiyan obviously didn't believe it very much.
"I'm not a chaotic person. As long as you are not sorry for me, I won't run." Song Qingyu knew that he was always worried about her. Seeing that he was so injured that she didn't even have the strength to oppress her. Just say a few words he loves to hear.
Mo Beiyan was satisfied with this: "Don't vomit."
"Cut!" Song Qing said that he was not happy about this: "A system that does not allow picking up children will only be complacent and will never make progress!"
Mo Beiyan snorted coldly, without speaking.
Because of this sentence, he couldn't refute it.
But when I saw Song Qingyu turned around to face him, holding his arm that didn't affect his injury, he asked seriously: "Mo Beiyan, let me ask you something. You tell me the truth, okay? "
"Well, you said." Realizing that her tone was a little stiff, she obviously took the next question very seriously, so Mo Beiyan couldn't help being serious.
Song Qingyu organized the language and said, "The last time I went to Haicheng with Lu Nianzhen, I fell into the sea. You actually found the result, right?"
Unexpectedly, she would mention this at this moment, Mo Beiyan was a little stunned, his thin lips pursed.
At first glance, he knew that he was a little bit embarrassed to answer this question. Song Qingyu sighed helplessly, and said: "You can see it, you know who did it."
"There is no evidence of real hammer in the investigation of Zhenger's Eight Classics." Mo Beiyan couldn't hide her from her, so she broke the silence and said: "Because the evidence was destroyed by grandma, grandma is not allowed to destroy Mo family because of an outsider. Harmony within. So... ”
The ending sound of Song Qingyu is very long: "Um..."
Mo Beiyan felt nervous, and quickly squeezed her hand, and said, "Qing Yu, I didn't mean you were an outsider, but... For the Mo Family, you were still an outsider at that time, didn't you?"
Song Qingyu was not angry, but looked at him and asked, "Is that man Mo Nanyang?"