Ye Fan waved his hand and said modestly: "Master Chen, you don't have to be like this.
Speaking of which, there is still some connection between us!
"Oh?" Chen Mo was delighted, "The origin that Ye Shengzi mentioned is..." "I have a sister in Huamiao, and her mother is from the Digui Miao tribe."
Ye Fan said and waved to the table next to him.
"Ling'er, come here."
"Um!
"Ling'er immediately stood up and came to Mark's side.
"She is my sister, Zhuo Ling'er from Huamiao Village."
Ye Fan said.
"It turns out to be Miss Zhuo Ling'er, hello."
Chen Mo smiled.
He had never heard of this name.
As the leader of the upper four Miao village, how could he pay attention to a little girl from the lower Miao family? However, this relationship is worth developing!
Chen Mo behaved very politely, which made Ling'er feel flattered.
"By the way, because of some things, Ling'er has been separated from her mother since she was a child, and she has never met her until now."
Ye Fan said lightly: "I wonder if it is convenient for Master Chen to help my sister find out the whereabouts of her mother."
"Little things!
"Chen Mo said nothing, patted his chest and said, "I wonder if Miss Ling'er can give me some clues?" Ling'er thought for a while and whispered: "I only know that my mother's surname is Yi Ning."
"The Yi Ning tribe of our Guimiao tribe?" Chen Mo was stunned, and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Sixteen years ago, nearly a hundred members of the Yi Ning tribe were burned to death due to a fire."
"Ah?" Ling'er was startled, tears welling up in her eyes, "Zhai Leader Chen, where is my mother?" "No one from the Yi Ning clan survived."
Chen Mo looked complicated and sighed.
"What happened and no one survived?" Ye Fan asked with a frown.
Chen Mo shook his head and said: "The previous village leader was still the one who handled this matter at that time. I don't know exactly what happened.
However, Ye Shengzi, I heard that the fire seemed to have something to do with the White Ghost Miao."
"White ghost seedlings?" "Yeah."
Chen Mo nodded and said: "The Yi Ning tribe was not originally from our Gui Miao tribe, but migrated from the Bai Gui Miao tribe fifty years ago."
"White ghost seedlings?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows suddenly.
"Ye Shengzi, after the melee that year, the White Ghost Miao fell apart. More than a dozen ethnic groups in the village broke away from the White Ghost Miao and joined other Shang Miao."
Chen Mo said nonchalantly: "At that time, our ghost seedlings suffered heavy losses and were in urgent need of population replenishment, so naturally we welcomed them.
However, after our Gui Miao took over the Yi Ning tribe, they did not live in our village. Instead, they established their own family in the valley five miles outside the village.
If they didn't have a fixed monthly payment, we would have driven them away long ago.
Later, a fire burned down their clan land, and the valley was completely abandoned and turned into a dead land.
It is said that ghosts cry and wolves howl every night, which is so terrifying that even the hunters of our tribe don’t go there to hunt.”
Chen Mo spoke a lot in one breath, his expression a little solemn.
Ling'er on the side looked ashen, and her tears slowly fell.
"Miss Ling'er, I'm sorry.
If you really want to see your mother, you can go and worship on your own, and I will arrange for someone to lead you there."
Chen Mo said: "All the Yi Ning people are buried in that valley, and the old village leader spent a lot of money to repair their cemeteries, which are easy to identify!
"Thank you Master Chen."
Ling'er nodded in despair.
Ye Fan said a few words to Chen Mo again.
Chen Mo was very discerning and quickly said goodbye and left.
Ye Fan sat next to Ling'er, and the black ghosts and Miao people around him consciously vacated their seats.
"Ling'er, stop crying."
Ye Fan took out a tissue and handed it to Ling'er to wipe his tears.
Ling'er covered her face and choked with sobs, and said: "Brother Ye Fan, I have only had one dream since I was a child, which is... to meet my mother.
I have no feelings for her, and I hate her for leaving me and my dad, but...but...now, my heart hurts..." "Silly girl!
"Ye Fan gently stroked Ling'er's back, trying to comfort her.
"Ye Fan, what's going on?" At this time, Hei Yue came to the dinner table with a strong smell of wine.
When she saw Ye Fan and Ling'er behaving intimately, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Ye Fan looked at Hei Yue, "How much wine have you drunk, and why do you smell so heavy?" "There is no way, there are many people to deal with."
Hei Yue shook her head and pointed at Linger: "What's wrong with her?" Ye Fan stood up, pulled Hei Yue aside, and whispered to her about Ling'er's mother.
"I see."
Heiyue's expression softened slightly and she shrugged her shoulders.
"However, I have never seen my mother, and I don't know whether she is dead or alive.
Don't I still live well? Only the weak will cry all day long because of these things!
"Ye Fan was a little displeased, "Heiyue, what are you talking about?" "Ye Fan, you are now the holy son of my Black Ghost Miao. Your words and deeds not only represent yourself, but also represent me!
Heiyue snorted softly: "She is just a young girl. You'd better not get so close to her. It would be a loss of status!"
"Have you drunk too much?" Ye Fan started to feel unhappy.
"I am telling the truth!
"Heiyue was drunk and confused, and glanced at Ling'er sideways: "If you want a woman, just come to me, why are you looking for me? What's so good about a little girl with little hair? She doesn't even have hair!
"Heiyue, be careful what you say!"
"Ye Fan's face darkened, "I think you made a drunken gaffe and I won't argue with you."
With that said, Ye Fan turned his head and shouted.
“Black silkworm!
""exist!
"A fat man immediately jumped in at the door.
"Young Master, what are your orders?" "Heiyue is drunk, take her down to rest."
"……yes."
Seeing Ye Fan's unhappy expression, Hei Can was secretly frightened and nodded in agreement.
Hei Yue gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Hei Can, I'm not drunk!
You go out, I have something to tell Ye Fan!
"Ye Fan waved his hand and said coldly: "When she wakes up, let her come to me!
""yes."
Hei Canshen forcefully took Hei Yue out.
Heiyue indeed drank too much, and fell asleep not long after being sent back to his residence.
Early the next morning, she got up holding her numb scalp.
As soon as he went out, he saw Hei Can come out of the master's stilted building with a stack of documents in his hand and hurried outside.
"Hei Can, what are you going to do?" "Little Saint, the leader of the village went to the Damiao Village for a meeting, and these materials were left at home."
Black Silkworm replied.
"I see."
Black Moon nodded: "Go ahead!
"Her master is good at everything, but he likes to be careless. He won't be able to get rid of this problem for decades.
"etc!
"Hei Yue stopped Hei Can: "Where is Ye Fan?" Hei Can asked in a low voice: "Little Saint, did you quarrel with the young master yesterday?" "Huh?" Hei Yue was stunned.
"You drank too much yesterday and I don't know what you said to the young master. The young master's face looked ugly."
Black Silkworm said.
"I..." Hei Yue had no impression of this matter at all.
"Young Master is angry and left the Miao Village early this morning."
Hei Can said with a smile: "It's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. You'd better take the initiative to explain it!"