Early summer showed shocked eyes and looked at Mo Ling with a puzzled face.

"How do you know? Have you been to this village, too?"

Mo Ling pursed a bitter smile.

He has not only been to this place, but even lived in the small mud house in the painting for several days.

At that time, he was only a five-year-old child. He followed his father to find his mother who had been missing for three years. At that time, his mother lived in the small mud house in the picture with a dumb Uncle Chen.

It was 20 years ago, but this memory has been kept in his mind.

After so many years, he did not know how Uncle Chen, who had been with his mother, was doing now, and he had never been to the remote and backward village in his impression.

However, he doesn't know whether his mother has been to this village these years.

Early summer saw that Mo Ling should have been to that village, so he couldn't help saying, "what a coincidence, Mo Ling, we all went to that village for vacation. Do you think it's also a kind of fate?"

In the early summer, Mo Ling may also go to experience rural life and go on vacation like herself.

She pointed to the house in the picture, say: "You know what? When I was painting, I saw an aunt who told me that the house had a story. Twenty three years ago, a stupid uncle who couldn't speak lived in the house. Because he was stupid and couldn't speak, no one in the village wanted to marry his daughter to that uncle, so the uncle couldn't marry a wife. Later, the stupid uncle spent tens of thousands of yuan from human traffickers He bought a daughter-in-law. Who knows that daughter-in-law is very capable. He took the fool uncle to do business in the city. Later, he built an agricultural and sideline products processing and planting base in Mangshan village. Since then, Mangshan village has developed into a rich small village and is no longer the backward and poor village. But later the story was a little sad. The aunt said that uncle silly and his daughter-in-law were separated later, and the daughter-in-law never returned to Mangshan village. "

Early summer told the story she remembered in one breath, but she didn't find the sadness in Mo Ling's eyes when she told the story.

Because the hostess in the story is her mother.

At this time, he thought that if his mother saw the painting, she would have a lot of feelings.

And he thought that if he and his father hadn't found their mother all their lives, maybe their mother would always live in that small village.

"Maureen, what's the matter with you? Is this story very sad?" Early summer saw the faint sadness and sadness in Mo Ling's eyes at this time.

In her opinion, the story is also a little bleak. If the hero and heroine in the story could live happily together after getting rich through hard work.

Mo Ling smiled bitterly.

"No, it's just a sad feeling to look at this painting. You see, the house is dilapidated and overgrown with weeds, as if it had been abandoned by the whole world, but it was once inhabited, and some people laughed and cried in the house. Now only the broken house stands there."

"If you say so, it seems to be..." Chu Xia sighed softly.

In fact, when she painted this painting, she felt that the scenery was a little lonely and desolate, which gave her a very lonely feeling. I didn't expect Mo Ling to think the same.

"Well, stop talking." Mo Ling stopped the topic because he didn't want to talk to the girl in front of him about the past 20 years ago, nor did he want to talk about his mother's sad past. He was just a little curious. Did his mother have any contact with that uncle this year?