Su Nanxi felt a little cold when he heard this. Is this an accusation?
The good feelings I had just now disappeared in an instant. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I was an outsider, what were I thinking?
She tried her best to open her swollen eyes, her gaze was light but firm, and she looked at Mo Qinghe and shook her head.
Mo Yunmei jumped up from behind the wheelchair, pointed at Su Nanxi and shouted loudly, "Don't think it's okay if you don't admit it, we have all seen it, you can't deny it. A black-hearted person like you will have to kneel in the ancestral hall, and no one can help
You, don’t even think about it!"
Perhaps she felt that with Mo Qinghe's support, Mo Yunmei's back was straight and she spoke with great momentum.
After he finished speaking, he turned back and asked Mo Qinghe, "Third brother, do you think so?"
Mo Qinghe gave Mo Yunmei a cold look, and Mo Yunmei immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything more.
When it comes to fear, Mo Yunmei is more afraid of her third brother. Ever since he couldn't walk with his legs, her third brother has been exuding a cold aura and is uncertain.
Mo Qinghe asked again in a cold tone, "Did you beat Brother Cheng?"
Su Nanxi shook his head.
Mo Yunmei wanted to say that after receiving her third brother's cold eyes, she couldn't help but move back a few steps, swallowed a few times, and acted like a partridge.
Su Nanxi thought Mo Qinghe was going to make trouble, but he turned around and asked Zhao. Zhao trembled, hesitated, and shook his head.
Mo Dongcheng was also asked, but he was quite smart. Seeing that his mother had changed her words, he shook his head with aggrieved face.
At this point, things became clear, and Mo Qinghe stopped talking and walked away in his wheelchair.
Mrs. Mo is old-hearted and she is not confused. When Mo Qinghe walked away, she pointed at the three people next to her with a cold face, "You are all so full that you don't even know how to work? You three don't have to eat lunch.
Yeah, I’ve eaten too much and stuffed my brain.”
After saying that, he turned around and left without giving them a chance to defend themselves.
The three of them looked at each other, glared at Su Nanxi fiercely, and finally could only stomp away.
Su Nanxi didn't want to stay any longer, thinking that there was nothing he could do, so he simply went back to the house.
There was no one in the room, so she closed the door bolt, closed her eyes and meditated silently and entered the space.
I found some ointment on the second floor and applied it on, then went downstairs to find something to eat.
The kitchen hall on the first floor is equipped with everything, and there is also a supermarket-like house with everything you need.
Su Nanxi was not in the mood to go shopping. She had not eaten breakfast and was very hungry. She had to eat quickly. It would be troublesome if someone outside wanted to enter the house soon.
I opened the refrigerator, took steamed buns and steamed them in a steamer. I saw cans of rice-treasure porridge, so I took two bottles, opened them and poured them into a pot to heat them up.
While waiting to eat, she discovered that the leftover cookies and fruits from last time showed no signs of deterioration at all, just like she had just eaten them!
She has discovered another function of space. Will it be more convenient for her in the future? Oh, that’s great! Whatever you want to eat, you can prepare it in advance and eat it when you want!
After eating and drinking, I wiped my mouth clean and stuffed a piece of chewing gum before going out.
When she came out, Su Nanxi listened for a moment and thought no one was looking for her. When she opened the door, she saw Mo Qinghe sitting in a wheelchair at the door.
Oh my god! It’s so scary!
When did this person come? Why didn't she hear anything?
Mo Qinghe looked at her with deep eyes, "What are you doing in there? You knocked on the door for so long and didn't open the door."
Su Nanxi calmed down, lowered his eyelids, and touched his arm.
Mo Qinghe paused for a moment, then realized what was happening. His face was still cold. After a while, he said, "You should rest well for a few days, go out to eat at noon, and rest in the house at other times. There is no medicine at home. If you are sick or injured,
We can only carry it through."
Su Nanxi nodded to express his understanding.
At noon, the Mo family came back and were ready to have lunch.
Su Nanxi also went, and by then everyone had already sat down.
There is a table for adults and children, a large plate of mixed vegetables, half a bowl of multi-grain rice and a whole-grain steamed bun per person. Of course, the portion for children is smaller.
Except for Mo Yunmei and Mo Dongcheng, Su Nanxi didn't recognize the other four children at the small table. When Su Nanxi came in, they all looked at her curiously.
Su Nanxi nodded towards them, the four children covered their mouths and turned back with smiles. Mo Yunmei rolled her eyes at Su Nanxi, while Mo Dongcheng lowered his head and played with his fingers.
Su Nanxi looked at the worn-out stool, fearing that it would be dismembered as soon as he sat on it.
No one else in the Mo family paid attention to her. They all worked hard and picked up the dishes very quickly.
Su Nanxi didn't mind that her rice only amounted to the bottom of a bowl. She had to follow the local customs when she came to the countryside, and she had to eat some whether the food was good or not. But when she tasted those weird-colored dishes, she almost vomited them out.
Who cooked this? It tastes terrible! They are feeding the pigs!
The Mo family seemed to have gotten used to it, and everyone ate with gusto. When Su Nanxi saw this, he had to force himself to swallow it, and no longer dared to pick up the food.
When the meal was almost finished, Old Man Mo spoke. He sighed first, and then said a little seriously, "We don't have much rice at home. I'm afraid I won't last long. It's not harvest time yet. If any of you are free, please
Go around the mountains to see what can be dug and harvested, and bring them back to make do with what you eat."
Boss Mo nodded in agreement, "I was busy in the fields so I went to the mountainside to take a look. Recently, many people have gone to the mountains. You may have to go farther to find something."
Mrs. Mo was worried that there was danger in the mountains, "You can't go too far, just go a little further in. You can't go without digging. There are big insects and beasts deep in the mountains."
Old Man Mo nodded, his forehead full of wrinkles, "Tomorrow the children will go to the mountainside, carrying baskets on their backs. There is not much work in the fields. After Tiesheng Tiansheng is busy, he will go to the mountains to see if there is any harvest before noon.
Bring the kids back."
The eldest and second child nodded, "Yes, Dad."
The children were very excited when they heard that they could go to the mountain. They had not been allowed to go to the mountain for a long time, and they immediately started chattering around the small table.
Su Nanxi finally finished her meal. She also wanted to wander around and look at this otherworldly landscape, mainly to see if she could find an opportunity to help the family improve their life. She probably wouldn't be able to leave here for a while.
Glancing to the side, she remembered that Mo Qinghe said he wanted her to recuperate for a few days and not go out. She felt anxious. She was much better now and could go out!
It's a pity that she can't speak or express, and others probably don't know what she wants to say. And considering that her pig-headed face hasn't healed yet, she is afraid that she will scare others and lose the face of the Mo family, so she can only give up.
The sun was shining at noon, so the Mo family took a lunch break in their house.
Su Nanxi returned to the room and was about to lie down on the bed when he saw Mo Qinghe leaning on a wheelchair next to him, his eyes closed, his mandible tense, and his hands tightly grasping the armrests, as if he was in pain.
She took a closer look and saw that Mo Qinghe was sweating slightly on his forehead and veins were popping up in his hands. He was trying his best to hold it back!
Various possibilities flashed through Su Nanxi's mind, and finally he felt that poisoning was more likely. Could it have something to do with his legs?
Could it be that he couldn't walk because of poisoning? Mo Jiaqiong didn't have any medicine to detoxify, so he suffered like this from time to time?
Mo Qinghe groaned and shouted with all his strength, "Get out!"