"Mo'er, today I want to formalize your marriage to Ronger. There is one thing that I need you to go to in person."
Huang Yaoshi took a sip of tea and looked out at the pleasant autumn scenery. He seemed a little embarrassed, but he finally said it.
"Father-in-law, why are you so polite to me? If you need me to do anything, just ask me."
It was rare for Huang Yaoshi to speak so solemnly, and Guo Mo also wanted to know what was going on.
"Your mother-in-law's injury has been completely stabilized. According to my estimate, the second stage of treatment can be carried out in another three months."
"If everything goes well, your mother-in-law will be able to fully recover and walk as usual. Moreover, with the miraculous effects of your 'Nine Yang Magic', there may be unexpected surprises."
"That's great. Three months is not a long time. It will happen to be when spring comes next year. When the time comes, my son-in-law will definitely help me."
Guo Mo was also very happy to hear that Feng Heng could completely return to normal.
Several times, he noticed Huang Rong, secretly looking at his mother's current appearance, with tears in her eyes.
"But, there is one thing that neither you nor I can do. To fully activate the meridians throughout her body and allow the bones and muscles of the limbs to achieve the effect of movement, you need your 'Nine Yang Magic' combined with the exquisite technique of 'One Yang Finger'
That’s all.”
Speaking of this, Huang Yaoshi also felt a little embarrassed.
"Mo'er, you also know that this 'One Yang Finger' is a secret skill inherited from the Duan family in Dali and has never been passed down to the outside world. In the world today, only 'Southern Emperor' Duan Zhixing has the highest level of practice in this field."
"Although I have some friendship with 'Nan Di', and 'Nan Di' is a humble and kind man, this is a family inheritance after all, so I want you to make a trip to Dali."
"Bring me a letter of recommendation from me. If the 'Southern Emperor' still refuses to agree, you can use the 'Finger Flicking Magical Power' technique to exchange for it."
It turns out this is what happened.
Originally, when he was in Shaolin, the "Drinking Monk" presented the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" to each other, and Guo Mo knew that the other party intended to lend his hand to return this sword skill to the Duan family.
If Guo Mo wants to practice the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", he must also go to Dali to learn the "One Yang Finger" cultivation method. It seems that this trip to Dali is inevitable.
"Although my father-in-law and the son-in-law of the 'Southern Emperor' have not met him in person, by chance, he received favors from senior masters and intended to let his son-in-law go to Dali."
"The other party should be an elder of the 'Southern Emperor'. With this person's entrustment, Dali and his party will definitely succeed immediately. They may not be able to use his father-in-law's 'finger-flicking magical power' in exchange."
"Oh, there is such a connection? It seems that Mo'er is really the chosen one for the trip to Dali."
When Huang Yaoshi heard what Guo Mo said, he was very happy and felt that it was more likely to obtain the "One Yang Finger" technique.
At this time, I heard a sound outside the pavilion, and two maids opened the door curtains on the left and right. Huang Rong pushed a new "four wheelchair" over. Feng Heng was sitting peacefully in the car, letting his daughter push it.
Seeing this, Guo Mo quickly got up and stepped forward to salute.
Feng Heng looked at it with a smile, as if there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Mo'er, I heard from your father-in-law that today you and Ronger's marriage will be officially confirmed, and I'm here to share in your happiness."
This Feng Heng is actually not very old. He is more than ten years younger than Huang Yaoshi, and is less than forty years old at this time.
He is also a smart, eccentric and tricky person by nature. His injuries are getting better and his personality has become more cheerful.
"Haha, okay. Ronger, you should cook it yourself. The dishes cooked by others are incomparable to yours. Let your mother have a taste of your cooking."
"But, I don't know, what does mother like to eat?" Huang Rong was a little embarrassed.
As soon as he was born, Feng Heng lay in the crystal coffin. In the days after he woke up, he basically took medicinal food. Huang Rong really didn't know what to feed his mother.
"Silly boy, no matter what you do, my mother will love to eat it. I heard your father said that your cooking skills are better than my mother's, so I will try to eat more today."
Feng Heng looked at Huang Rong lovingly.
"Mo'er's relatives are not here for the time being. How can the man be short of a 'guest of honor' person? Ah Heng, you stay here and talk to Mo'er first. I'll come back as soon as I go."
Huang Yaoshi and Huang Rong left "Tingyuxuan" together.
At this time, only Feng Heng and Guo Mo were left in "Tingyuxuan".
"Mo'er, don't be restrained and sit closer to me."
According to the etiquette at this time, Feng Heng's request was already a bit excessive. It was easy to say, but it seemed so natural.
Guo Mo didn't think much about it, he just felt that such a scene might have been deliberately arranged by the "Dongxie" couple.
Since meeting Feng Heng for the first time that day, Guo Mo has been thinking about his life experience in the past few days, but unfortunately he has no clue.
Today I saw that Feng Heng had something to say, which suited Guo Mo's wishes, so of course he acted very calmly.
Guo Mo pulled up a chair and sat opposite Feng Heng.
This distance and angle allowed Feng Heng, who was half leaning on the "four wheelchair", to comfortably maintain his current posture without exerting any force.
"Mo'er, what does your family do? Who else is there?"
Feng Heng asked a very common question, and Guo Mo concluded that Huang Rong or Huang Yaoshi must have told her before.
But now that she asked again, Guo Mo still said honestly.
"Reporting to my mother-in-law, my son-in-law is originally from Niujia Village outside Lin'an City. Twenty years ago, something happened to the family and his father died tragically, so his mother fled north and has been living in the desert these years."
"In addition to my mother, there is also an eldest brother in the family, Guo Jing. The eldest brother is married and now has a little nephew who is over one year old, named Guo Ping."
Guo Mo introduced his family according to "normal" thinking.
Feng Heng listened quietly to Guo Mo's introduction without any reaction. He was just thinking about how to ask further.
"Rong'er was born on the eighth day of May in the second year of Jiatai. When is Mo'er's birthday? Come back and ask your father-in-law to help you figure out a good day to get married."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Feng Heng spoke very naturally, but her eyes were fixed on Guo Mo, not wanting to let go of any "clues". She wanted to see if Guo Mo knew about her life experience.
"My mother told me that my son-in-law was born on October 16, the sixth year of Qingyuan. He is one and a half years older than Ronger."
"October 16th, the sixth year of Qingyuan? That's right, my sister gave birth to the child that day, and that was also the beginning of the nightmare."
Feng Heng was completely certain that the person in front of him was his sister and that person's son.
Not only does he look exactly the same as that person, his name has not been changed, it still has the character "mo", and his birth date is also exactly the same.
Feng Heng tried his best to suppress his emotions and waited for a long time before continuing.
"One and a half years old is nothing, your father-in-law is more than ten years older than me, haha..."
"Mo'er, I heard Ronger say that your eldest brother is only 'three months' older than you, so the two of you..."
Okay, here comes the meat show.
"To be honest with my mother-in-law, my mother has cared deeply about our two brothers since childhood, and she has cared for my son-in-law even more."
"When I grow up, my son-in-law can also feel that he should not be the son of his mother. Not only are my eldest brother and I born at the wrong time, but I also have no resemblance to my mother."
"Later, I met Uncle Yang, who was my father's friend for eight years, and he also admitted that his eldest brother looked exactly like his dead father."
"Therefore, my son-in-law confirmed that he should have been adopted by his mother."
"But so what? My mother has always treated me as her own child and raised me as a child. This kindness and kindness will never be repaid by my son-in-law in his life."
"Since my mother is unwilling to tell my son-in-law, he should just pretend that he doesn't know anything and just be the second son of the Guo family."
Guo Mo has never said these words to anyone and has always kept them in his heart.
This is also Guo Mo's innermost thoughts. After all, his mother, Li Ping, raised him up in such a harsh environment. Her own mother can only do the same, right?
Feng Heng was silent. Yes, this child has a kind and great mother. Do he really want to tell him the truth?
Forget it, let's wait until my injury is completely healed and then go see my "brother-in-law" and let the child's biological father make this decision on his own.
At this moment, Huang Rong was already ordering people to serve the dishes. The dishes were full and even more abundant than last time when there were many people.
"Little girl, why are you cooking so much? There are only a few of us, can we finish the meal? You are so tired, sit down and have a sip of tea."
Feng Heng looked at the table of dishes and was very happy and touched, but he felt even more sorry for his daughter.
"Mom, my daughter doesn't know what you like to eat, so I made a few more things and there will always be something you like to eat."
"In a moment, you can eat first. Just pick what you like. It doesn't matter if you have more. We have plenty to eat here, so he won't dare to leave anything behind."
As he said that, he glanced at Guo Mo intentionally or unintentionally.
"Yes, yes, the food made by Ronger is the most delicious. I can eat any amount."
Hearing that Guo Mo was so "aware of current affairs", Feng Heng, Huang Rong and his daughter were also amused by him.
At this moment, I heard a series of sounds coming from outside "Tingyuxuan".
"Huang Laoxie, Huang Laoxie, are you really inviting me to dinner?"
"Are you holding back something bad? Or do you want to poison the food and kill me?"
"Where is that beautiful little girl? She hasn't come to bring me delicious food for many days."
"It's not fun, it's not fun, it's not fun at all."