"In a few days, I'll go back. All your things are ready." The maid asked the girl to pack up everything and stayed in Nanshan for these days. She should have gone back long ago. If it weren't for the sneak escape, I'd be in the capital now.

"Mom, have we returned to our uncle's house?" Mo Qingyue pretended to be stupid, and naturally knew that they were going back to the Mo family. Even if Xiao Nanyi was really with Mo Cheng, he would still have to go back now.

"Is it okay to go home? You may not have seen your father for a long time, right?" Xiao Nanyi looked at Mo Qingyue, whose face was still a little weak, and thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't say much, "Your father misses you too, and even wrote a letter urging us to go back soon."

Mo Cheng would still urge her? I'm afraid I want to know if Xiao Nanyi has the idea of ​​relocation? Many things in her previous life cannot be used as a reference now. I think that for her now, relocation and relocation are not much different. However, the Chang family still needs to be cleaned up.

He took Xiao Nanyi's clothes with one hand, "Mom, will your aunt hit me when I go back? Will you still eat me bad food? I don't want to go back. There are many mice on the bed, gnawing on my feet, and she hit me, I don't want to go back." Xiao Nanyi touched her head as if she didn't want to go back.

"Don't worry, my mother will definitely not let you suffer grievances. It was my mother's fault before, I left you alone in the Mo family. Now I won't, my mother will protect you." I bent down and hugged her in my arms, "Mom has only you, I won't let you suffer grievances again."

Feeling her sob, Mo Qingyue gently patted her back with her little hand, "Mom doesn't cry, mom doesn't cry, I'm here, I'll be fine."

Even though I always feel that Xiao Nanyi seems to be different from her previous life, when she hugged herself, the warmth was still the same, just like the sunshine, but it was not dazzling. She only thinks of you, not anything else.

"Why did you comfort me? My Qingyue really grew up." There were still tears in my eyes, and I wiped my tears, "This time it was your third uncle who came to pick us up. Haven't you seen us for a long time?"

His third uncle Xiao Nanxi really has few memories, because he has been in the military camp for many years, and even though the Duke Zhenguo Mansion was defeated in the last lifetime, he did not come back.

"Mom, I want to go out to play."

She gently flicked her forehead, "I just want to go out just because I'm better? Forget it, the doctor said, it's better to bask in more sunshine, let Shaoyao and the others follow you?" A maid, who is much older than Mo Qingyue, is busy saluting: "I will take good care of the lady."

With permission, Mo Qing ran out like a wind, and only heard Shaoyao shouting: "Miss, run slowly, don't fall."

In Nanshan Villa, Mo Qingyue rarely came. Even in the previous life, he rarely came here, so he never looked at it carefully. Perhaps because he was afraid that Mo Qingyue would fall into the lake again, the pond would have been drained long ago, leaving only the water to his knees and raising fish.

"Sister Shaoyao, where are you from?" Mo Qingyue braked suddenly, and Shaoyao squatted down and hurriedly protected him, and said panting: "I am from Yuquan Village and have been working in the Duke's Mansion since I was a child."

Yuquan Village? Isn’t it the place I passed by before... the body was thrown away by someone? Could it be that there are strange customs there?

"Sister Shaoyao, is Yuquan Village the village when I came? I feel so strange, I always feel gloomy." As she said this on purpose, Shaoyao looked around and smiled bitterly: "Miss is still young, and every place has different customs."

"I don't understand, is it like the Zhongyuan Festival? When I was in Yuquan Village, I saw many sisters standing on the shore and waving."

As soon as these words came out, Shaoyao's face turned black and his hands were trembling. After confirming that there was no one around, he asked carefully: "Miss, did you see it during the day or at night? Did you dream?"

"I didn't dream. I woke up and saw it in the car. The ladies lined up one by one, standing there with wet bodies waving. Have the ladies taken a shower? Why are they wet?" He continued to pretend that he didn't know anything. When he saw Shaoyao's face turned dark, he knew there was a chance.

Shaoyao suddenly pulled Mo Qingyue's hand and said, "Why didn't the lady see something unclean? It's time to tell her wife to find a witch to collect semen." She turned around and pulled her away, and she could feel the coldness of her hands.

"Oh, it turns out those young ladies are calling something that cannot be clean." He looked like he suddenly realized, "But they are wearing very clean clothes, why should they wave to him?"

"Miss, don't say it." Shaoyao suddenly covered his ears and looked elsewhere in panic, "Sister Shaoyao, is this the custom of Yuquan Village? Tell me about it."

Shaoyao's eyes were dazed and obviously in horror. She swallowed her saliva and said, "I said it, Miss, please don't say it, otherwise I will definitely not be able to survive."

Mo Qingyue raised his fingers and placed them on his lips, "Yeah, I promised Sister Shaoyao."

"Yuquan Village has always been very strange. Every summer, girls die inexplicably or thrown into the lake. They are all caught after three or four days. They have appeared for many years. The village chief also found someone to do it, but it is still like this. People say that it is a water ghost who is trying to take his life." Shaoyao swallowed after saying that, "What's even more strange is that all the dead girls are fifteen or sixteen years old, which is really pitiful."

Fifteen or sixteen years old? Are you so concentrated? I didn't care whether the clothes of the corpse were open before. Even if they were open, it might be the function of water flow? But the headquarters will die inexplicably.

"Don't the county magistrate care about it?"

"It's okay, but I can't find out anything. I said I was drowned. Young girls have never dared to go back to the village in recent years." As soon as Shaoyao finished speaking, he heard the footsteps behind him. Mo Qingyue shouted: "Sister Shaoyao, let's go to the pavilion to play."

Shaoyao was shocked in an instant, "I ran out as soon as I was well, and I was not afraid of being sunny." Xiao Nanfeng walked up to him, squatted down and picked up Mo Qingyue. Shu Bingwen behind him smiled and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Sister Shaoyao tells me a story, which is about the little pig crossing the river." After making up a reason, Shaoyao nodded quickly: "Yes, the lady said she wants to hear the story."

"Why did you suddenly love to study? Gu Ganming asked someone to send you some textbooks. What do you want to hear then? Then let Shaoyao tell you?" Seeing the opportunity to please Mo Qingyue, she pouted and said, "I want my uncle to tell me a story, okay, tell the story of solving the case."
Chapter completed!