On the third day of middle school, Mo's house.
Mo Qingwu's life has been easier since important childe brothers from various aristocratic families came to visit Mo Qingwu one after another.
But Mo Qingwu's father, Mo Xingchen, found that his little daughter was becoming more and more silent. Every day I stay in my small yard. In addition to practicing martial arts, I just hold the scabbard and stay in a daze.
Her character has changed from lively and lovely to quiet and introverted. At a young age, she seems to be worried. She will never hold her neck and call her father sweetly, nor will she show her sweet smiling face when she sees someone.
Occasionally, when she met someone in the family, she just gave a blank look, and then walked over blandly.
A little girl who has only reached the age of 11 a few months, this sad silence is like an autistic girl who has been hit hard in her twenties. When people see it, they have some bad feelings in their hearts.
During the period when she just took her knife away, her daughter would cry when she saw herself: father, please give me back my knife
But now, she doesn't ask for it anymore. It seemed that the knife had never appeared in her life.
But Mo Xingchen knows that the knife has left indelible scars in his daughter's heart!
There was no hope in her eyes; No more prayers. Even the toys and jewelry that Mo Xingchen's father occasionally bought for her could not arouse a trace of emotion in her eyes. Just say it as a routine: Thank you, father. There is no more following.
And she never wore those jewelry. She is just a red dress. On her head, she is always just a monotonous Tongyun steel butterfly, spreading her wings to fly. The hand is always just a broken scabbard.
Only when you see these two things can you show your sincere desire in Mo Qingwu's eyes. She seems to be looking forward to something, looking forward to something, but she never says
Mo Tianji has been working hard in the canglan war zone, constantly bringing back some strange good things to his little sister, but Mo Qingwu is not hypocritical at all. Just cleaned up an empty room and sealed all these things in.
Once, when the person who came back spoke to Mo Qingwu and said that the second childe wanted the young lady to reply to a letter, Mo Qingwu said indifferently: the second brother has great ambition and won't need my letter.
It is said that Mo Tianji almost collapsed after hearing this sentence! Since then, he has been working harder... He is desperately accumulating his team and preparing... To regain the position of the first successor from Mo Tianyun in one fell swoop! Then, properly place your sister!
Now he is only the second childe. He has no right to arrange such important things! He knew that his sister was sad, but what he wanted was a long time. A moment of happiness can't cover up the gloom of life!
Only when he is around his mother, Mo Qingwu will show his true feelings from his eyes: unwilling, nostalgia, resentment and helplessness to this family
In her little heart, she knew clearly that the family had abandoned herself! He is already the abandoned son of the family; During this period, the family from indifference to occasional greetings was entirely for the sake of Ji Mo Dong's no injury and other promising brothers to visit themselves, so that the family found that there was still something worth investing in themselves.
That's why I changed my attitude a little.
But such a change of attitude is to strive for greater interests! Mo Qingwu is young, but growing up in a big family, how can he know?
If these CHILDES show interest in themselves, I'm afraid the family will immediately make a marriage for themselves and contact an important ally!
Especially the elder Mo Wuxin. It is said that he has this idea now, and he is vaguely conveying such a message to Ji Mo Dong Wushang, Gu Duxing, Rui impassioned and others. If several people hadn't refused because they were young, I'm afraid they would have been someone's fiancee by now.
"Miss, madam, please go over." The maid reported.
"OK." Mo Qingwu gently stood up. His figure was half a head higher than that in the next three days, but he was thin and weak. She walked out slowly.
During this period of time, she always made greater efforts to practice Kung Fu, but it was of no help. Moreover, once the spiritual force urged her to go to her chest, it would be painful and could not be unobstructed. This made her even more desperate.
"Little dance, you're here." Mrs. Mo looked at her little daughter with some heartache. She always looked at the changes of her daughter during this period of time and felt pain in her heart; But there's nothing I can do.
Although she is mo Qingwu's biological mother, she is only a woman; In this big world where men's rights are paramount and men have three wives and four concubines, women's status is very low. There is no voice in family affairs!
She had no choice but to accept the family decision.
"Mother, what can I do for you?" Mo danced lightly and his eyes flashed.
"Well, Xiaowu, there's still a month left. Will you be eleven?" A trace of love flashed in Mrs. Mo's eyes.
"Yes. By the seventh day of July next month, I will be eleven. " Mo Qingwu's heart suddenly pounded, and an inexplicable fear shrouded his heart: Why did my mother ask my age? Isn't it
"Well, in the twinkling of an eye, my little dance will become a big girl." Mrs. Mo smiled wistfully and said, "I'm eleven years old... When I was eleven years old... I was engaged to your father..."
"Ah?" Mo Qingwu stepped back and looked at Mrs. Mo in panic: "mother... You?"
"During this time, the Mo family has been in turmoil..." Mrs. Mo sighed: "your eldest brother and your second brother have become more and more noisy, and the strength of the family has also been weakened. This is not a good thing for the whole family..."
"Therefore, the elder has been discussing with your father to see if he can... Find another strong and reliable ally for my mo family..." Mrs. Mo said with some difficulty.
Mo Qingwu turned pale and looked at his mother with some trembling.
"So... I want to make a marriage for you as soon as possible..." Mrs. Mo looked at her daughter reluctantly: "just at this time, the dream family came to ask for a marriage..."
"Dream home?" Mo Qingwu's face was pale and stammered. But a strong hatred flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, dreamer. And Mengjia, this time also produced an amazing young master, who is now the eldest childe of Mengjia, Mengluo. Mengluo is 23 years old this year, but among the younger generation of Mengjia, he is already the undisputed first master; Even, it has broken through the throne. " Mrs. Mo's lips are a little bitter.
Mengluo, yes, this Mengluo childe is indeed the king's accomplishments. When it comes to strength, he can be regarded as outstanding among the young generation of the middle three days. In addition to a limited number of people, he has been the peak of the younger generation!
Such a young talent is indeed the best son-in-law candidate for all families!
But... This dream child has already got married. And a wife and a concubine! And basically the dream family came forward to ask for a marriage, and finally it was all cheaper for him.
This is also a means for Mengluo to enhance the strength of Mengjia. He doesn't care about the status of this woman in their family, nor does he care about her appearance and qualification. He just wants to use this means to increase the influence of dreamers.
Therefore, the dream fell when I heard that Mo Qingwu, the daughter of the Mo family, wanted to ask for a marriage at the first time after losing the qualification of the three yin vessels. But at that time, Mo Qingwu was only nine and a half years old. It was too much to talk about.
Now I'm eleven years old, naturally I don't have such concerns. Generally speaking, the less successful daughters of major families basically make a marriage at this age.
So Mengluo came to ask for a marriage at the first time.
This is a desirable thing for the Mo family. The Mo family is now in serious internal strife, so they need such an ally too much.
"Whoever he is, I don't agree!" Mo Qingwu bit his lips: "mother, my father once promised me, he will never force me! I don't want to be a marriage tool for the family! "
"But when your father promised you..." Mrs. Mo sighed helplessly, thinking that when your father promised you, you had three yin divine veins. The future of a woman with three yin divine veins is unlimited. Naturally, she can't marry out in such a hurry, but now you don't have any
"The family has always been very good to me. It has been very good since I was young. It turned out that it was only for the three yin veins!" Mo lightly danced and trembled his lips: "so the three yin veins were destroyed and the family gave up! If you don't care, you should have a puppy... But mother, even if you have a puppy... Sometimes you need to touch and get close; But your daughter, after the three yin veins were gone, no one paid attention? "
"Now, I want to exchange the body and happiness of this useless daughter and the abandoned daughter for an ally..." Mo danced and hissed: "mother, am I your daughter? Am I the flesh and blood of the Mo family? Why is our Mo family so cold and heartless? "
"It's too early for my daughter to choose her own family, but it's not too early for my daughter to ask for her own advice. Why did you come to me and tell me directly? "
When Mrs. Mo comes forward, it is a foregone conclusion. Mrs. Mo will do the final persuasion. Although Mo Qingwu is young, he knows it clearly.
"But... This matter has been decided by the elder..." Mrs. Mo looked at her daughter powerlessly: "your father has no choice."
"I'm afraid my father is eager to promise it?" Don't dance a sad, even sarcastic way.
Mrs. Mo was speechless for a while, suddenly her voice trembled and said, "little dance... I can't help it... We are a family, a family..."
"This... I can't promise. If you want me to promise, unless I ask someone. " Mo Qingwu wanted to say: unless I die! But when it comes to this, when I suddenly think of a person, a light suddenly flashes out of her eyes, which is full of hope: "as long as he agrees, or he doesn't care about me, I promise!"
Mrs. Mo sensitively felt the light and happiness in her daughter's eyes at this moment, as if it was her last dependence and hope, full of persistence; Involuntarily, my heart tightened and asked, "who?!" Monthly ticket... (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.