There are very few people who know about Master Mo's participation in the imperial mausoleum plan, but the two in front of you have actually heard of it? real or fake
Su Luo spread his hands: "Is this matter very secret?"
Patriarch Mo asked directly, "Do many people know about this?"
Su Luo said, "At least my parents knew about it, and they told it to me as a story. It's just that my memory was blurry when I was young. After you reminded me just now, I suddenly remembered it."
Village Chief Mo and Mo Jiaqiang looked at each other, and a complex light appeared in each other's eyes.
Su Luo said, "The famous master Kanyu is not from your Mojia Village, right? I
Remember the Jinghumo family. "
Mo Jiaqiang said, "Our ancestors migrated from the Jinghu Mo clan back then! Our lineage is the real Jiangyin Jinghu Mo clan."
Village Chief Mo wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
However, Su Luo shook his head with a look of disbelief: "No, didn't you say before that your ancestors migrated from the imperial capital? How come they migrated from Jiangyin Jinghu now? What are you saying? Which sentence is true or false? I'm all confused by you!"
Seeing Su Luo's questioning face, Mo Jiaqiang suddenly became angry: "We always said to the outside world that the imperial capital moved here, but in fact—"
"Shut up!"
A cold voice sounded!
Mo Jiaqiang realized what he had said, and was silent for a while, not saying a word.
At this moment, there was a slight footstep sound outside, and a soft voice.
The village chief's wife smiled and said, "Okay, okay, when can't you talk about it properly? What is the murderous child doing? Dinner is ready, everyone wash your hands and come over for dinner."
Village Chief Mo took the lead and stood up and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Mo Jiaqiang followed Village Chief Mo as if he had done something wrong, and walked forward silently.
Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun looked at each other, and both saw a deep meaning in each other's eyes...
After sitting down, the village chief's wife was enthusiastic and attentive, and kept serving Su Luo with public chopsticks, and she really liked Su Luo.
Su Luo smiled and asked, "The village chief's wife, are you the only two in your family? No children?"
The village chief's wife smiled bitterly: "How come there are no children? We have a total of seven sons, but the children are all grown up. After getting married, they were given new houses and moved to the east of the village."
Su Luo snorted, smiled faintly, and then asked the village chief's wife about their son.
The village chief's wife also answered them one by one, and at the end she asked Su Luo with a smile, "Are you curious about them? If you want to see them, it's not difficult. Let them come to see you later."
Su Luo smiled lightly: "That's not necessary."
Farmhouse dishes are simple and unpretentious. There is no need to change the cups, and there is no staggering. After simply using up three vegetables, three meats and one soup, Su Luo proposed to continue to look at the old objects, but the village chief Mo said that it was dark and could not see clearly until it was dawn tomorrow. Say it again.
Su Luo looked at the sky outside. It didn't take long for night to fall, it was just night.
The village chief's wife smiled and said to Su Luo, "Miss Luo has never lived in the village, right? It's the same in the village. There is no other way to pass the time. They all fall asleep early, and they can get up and work at dawn tomorrow."
Seeing that Su Luo was still standing, the village chief's wife smiled and pushed Su Luo into the house: "I have walked a lot this day, aren't you tired at all? Hurry in and rest, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow."