Su Nanxi helped the man up. He had no choice but to communicate. He had to accept it first and wait until later.
The man hugged the child happily and said, "This is my son Xiao Han, and my name is Xiao Yi. Since we have recognized you as our master, you will be our master for one day, and we will not betray you for one day."
After speaking, he hugged his confused son and saluted Su Nanxi.
Su Nanxi resisted in vain, accepted their courtesy, and then wrote the word "mute mother" on the ground with a wooden stick.
Xiao Yi looked at the words on the ground and was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
Su Nanxi is a little worried. She can't even take care of it. Is it really feasible to take in a younger brother?
She couldn't allow her to think too much, so she had to find a place for the two of them to rest temporarily. Fortunately, she had visited this area and knew where there was a cave to stay.
She took the two of them to the cave, found firewood, picked a bunch of wild fruits, and found dry grass for them to use as mattresses. After they settled down, she left two cups of spiritual spring water for the two of them, and she left.
She didn't worry about the casual things. Since the two of them had settled down, and with their ability, they would definitely recover quickly, so there would be nothing wrong with her.
At the foot of the mountain, the villagers spontaneously followed the Mo family up the mountain to look for someone. They carried sticks, knives and other things early in the morning and shouted as they walked, but the only response from the mountain was their echo.
The hearts of the Mo family gradually sank to the bottom of the lake. Are they still there after so long? There are all kinds of snakes, insects, and beasts in the mountains. After another night, there is no hope for fear.
The people in the village thought the same way. They stood blankly with the Mo family for a long time. Knowing that the Mo family was feeling uncomfortable, no one said anything. Just when everyone was about to give up and prepare to go back, the trees below swayed slightly, accompanied by a rustling sound.
Everyone looked at each other and felt happy, could it be...
Mo Jiaxing was the first to shout, "Third Aunt! Is that you, Third Aunt?"
The trees below suddenly stopped moving, then started moving again after a while.
Mrs. Qin also shouted anxiously, "Mute mother, are you down there?"
No one responded, the grass and trees were still swaying, and the sound was getting closer and closer to them.
Everyone was unaware of the situation and felt a little scared. They heard that there was a long snake in the mountain that was larger than a human and made a rustling sound when crawling!
As they got closer, everyone unconsciously took a few steps back, picked up the wooden sticks in their hands, and entered a defensive state. If it was a monster, just give it a stick.
Mo Jiaxing firmly believed that it was his third aunt, and instead of retreating, he looked forward.
The Mo family didn't stop them and followed suit.
"Third aunt!"
Mo Jiaxing was so excited that he was about to dance, "It's the third aunt! It's really the third aunt!"
The little boy burst into tears instantly and ran to pull the people below him up.
When the Mo family members heard that it was Su Nanxi, they all rushed over and stretched out their hands to pull him away.
Everyone also hurried over to see how they could help.
Su Nanxi was finally pulled up. He was haggard and had many cuts on his body, exposing long wounds.
The Mo family members were extremely distressed and couldn't stop crying.
Huh! Even she was so moved. However, those wounds were fake and she pretended them deliberately. There was nothing I could do about it. If there were no wounds after the fall, it wouldn't make sense.
Su Nanxi finally lay on a simple stretcher and was carried back.
Mo Qinghe held the piece of bamboo strips and didn't move for a long time. He sat in a wheelchair and stared blankly for a long time.
No one brought him water or fruit, no one worried that he was hungry, and no one played with his hands.
He felt that his world had no color and had returned to the cold past.
Mo Dongcheng was still a child and still played with him, but he stayed away from Mo Qinghe. He was afraid that his third uncle would give him a bamboo whip if he was unhappy.
There was a lot of hustle and bustle outside, but when I got closer, I heard the voices seeming to be very happy, and their tones were high-pitched and cheerful.
Mo Qinghe thought of something, raised his head, and looked out nervously, just in time to see a group of people carrying something in. When he got closer, it seemed like they were carrying someone.
Soon someone blocked him again, and he couldn't see clearly. He wanted to go over and take a look but couldn't move, so he was spinning around in a hurry.
"Mute mother, let us help you into the house first, and we will boil water for you to clean up later. You can take a good rest in the past few days."
Mrs. Qin helped Su Nanxi get up. Mrs. Mo next to her also responded. Mrs. Zhao also supported her and said, "Just take a good rest. You don't have to worry about anything else. If there is anything else, Qinghe calls us."
She is really a mute!
Mo Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and then he was so happy that he couldn't express it in words. When he saw Su Nanxi entering the house, he quickly turned his wheelchair and followed him in.
Mrs. Mo sincerely thanked the villagers who helped in the search, "The mute lady has just come back, so it is not convenient for us to keep you here today. Our Mo family will thank you all better some other time!"
The people in the village also understood the situation, waved their hands, said no thank you, and left.
The Mo family was busy, and everything seemed to be back to normal.
Mo Yunmei didn't follow her to the mountains, and no one cared about her. She ran out to find Chen Qiuxia, who asked her to help her with the work. Chen Qiuxia didn't let her eat at noon. No one in the Mo family cooked, so she rummaged around.
Unable to find anything to eat, he was so hungry that he ran out again.
Then he found Chen Qiuxia and said, "Sister Qiuxia, I have nothing to eat at home. I am very hungry. You still have porridge at home. Can you give me some?"
Chen Qiuxia hesitated for a moment and poked her brother next to her. His brother immediately jumped up and said, "What's the porridge? I'm not full yet. My fifth brother only ate a little, and it's not enough."
Chen Qiuxia pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Mei Yun, look, I, I can't give it to you. My parents will scold me if they know that my brother is hungry."
Mo Yunmei didn't want to embarrass her best friend, so she didn't ask for porridge anymore and walked away in despair.
When she walked away, Chen Qiuxia's face immediately dropped, hum! This porridge is so thick, not just anyone can eat it! It's really shameless to dare to ask!
Mo Yunmei had nowhere to go and had no choice but to go home. Once she got home, she found that her family members were all back, busy with their own business, and ignored her when they saw her.
She was even more angry, she was so hungry that she was weak, her temper was rising, and she ran to Mrs. Mo, "Mom! I'm hungry! Why did you come back now? I'm about to starve to death. Is it worth it for you to do it for an outsider?"
Forget it if it’s gone, you can still marry another one! Why bother? It only cost a few pennies anyway, if it’s gone, you can just buy another one!”
Mrs. Mo was busy drying chili peppers. When Leng Buding heard her daughter say this, she was extremely shocked. Is this the daughter she brought up? Why is she so strange?
Seeing the disappointment in my mother's eyes, Mo Yunmei asked unconvincingly, "Am I wrong? She is just an outsider! How can she be worthy of our efforts?"
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap in the face.
Before Mrs. Mo took action, Mr. Mo looked at Mo Yunmei coldly, as if looking at something, his eyes were burning with anger, but he bit his cheek to endure it.
Mrs. Qin next to her held his arm tightly, and for those who didn't know, she thought it was a show of affection.