Mo Songyan looked at the person inside the door, and the person inside the door also looked at him.
“You are?”
He took a few steps over and stood between Xiao Changyu and the person, saying, “Excuse me. We thought this temple had no owner, so we decided to come in and rest. Please forgive me if this has caused any trouble. My husband is not talkative usually, so if you have anything to say, just tell me.”
The person looked at Xiao Changyu, then at Mo Songyan, and finally his gaze fell on the hand that Mo Songyan had placed on Xiao Changyu’s shoulder, as if gazing but also thinking.
Mo Songyan felt a sense of discomfort at that gaze, and he pinched Xiao Changyu’s shoulder unconsciously and continued to ask, “May I ask your name?”
That person came back to his senses after hearing this question and suddenly looked away. He coughed and said, “It’s okay, you can do whatever you want. I just came here because I saw the smoke and smelled the medicine.”
Mo Songyan suddenly realized that if smoke rises from a broken-down temple, those who see it must have guessed that someone is here. Coupled with the rumors he heard about this temple while wandering around the streets and alleys, who knows, more people may come here to find out.
Smoke rises from a haunted temple. The eerie feeling and the smell of fireworks combined will attract many people who want to hunt for novelty.
They absolutely cannot live in this broken-down temple any longer…
He wanted to ask the man’s name again, but the other party turned and left after speaking.
Although Mo Songyan still felt unhappy about the man’s look towards Xiao Changyu, but he felt more grateful at this moment—
Although this person gave him a strange feeling, at least he helped them this time. Otherwise, if they encountered someone who was curious and came to the temple at night, who knows what would happen?
The human heart is often the most unpredictable.
It seems that the most urgent thing now is to find a place to live.
He sighed inwardly. He had been talking for an entire afternoon, and although he had learned a lot of information, he had not received a penny. Now he had to look for a house again, so what should he do…
Oh, heaven and earth, did he violate the laws of heaven in his previous life? Why did he have to go through such a hard life again after all the hardships?
Although he was depressed, he felt that he still had to take action. Difficulties were the son of a b*tch and could always be solved.
“It’s better to go out and find a house. Even if the place is small, it’s okay. It’s still a bit dangerous to live here.” He said to Xiao Changyu. “Let’s restore this place to its original state so that people who come later won’t find any traces…”
Xiao Changyu also felt that what he said made sense and nodded in agreement.
After packing up, they left the broken-down temple and wandered the streets again.
Mo Songyan was holding the remaining Chinese medicine bag in his hand, and he did not forget to protect Xiao Changyu on the inside: “Do you know who we should look for if we want to rent a house?”
What he wanted to ask was actually whether there were any real estate agents here, but he didn’t know why real estate agents in this era were called, so he could only ask this question.
Xiao Changyu nodded again, gesturing for Mo Songyan to follow him.
“You also know this? I can’t believe you’re a silent know-it-all.” Mo Songyan turned his head and joked.
In response, Xiao Changyu rolled his eyes.
He pretended not to see it and continued chatting with the person next to him.
It was dusk, and the afterglow slanted on the two of them. The gauze on Mo Songyan’s head seemed to be shining. Xiao Changyu listened to the chatter of the person beside him and thought to himself, This person talks so much, isn’t it tiring?
But at the same time, he also envied Mo Songyan’s eloquence and his ability to say whatever he wanted.
If…only he could speak fluently…it would be good…
He had some melancholic thoughts.
Mo Songyan almost went crazy when he saw his disappointed expression: What’s going on? Just forget it if he doesn’t laugh when he tells jokes. Why does he look like he’s about to cry even though he’s mentioned something funny?
What’s this situation?
Did he go crazy after traveling through time? The joke turned into tear gas?
This is no longer a career Waterloo, this is the Mariana Trench of a career!
He lost his mind in an instant. “No, what’s wrong with you? Is it this unfunny? If it’s not funny, just shake your head. I won’t say it anymore, just don’t cry ah…”
Xiao Changyu did not shake his head but waved his hand, meaning that whether Mo Songyan’s joke was funny or not, he also did not cry.
However, Mo Songyan’s defense immediately broke down when he saw his actions: It’s over, my words have really turned into tear gas…
But on second thought, he realized something was wrong again. Obviously, those people laughed when they heard his jokes, and some of them even laughed so hard that they fell backwards. How could it turn into tearjerking words for Xiao Changyu?
It seems that the problem is not with his ability to tell jokes but with Xiao Changyu himself.
Maybe it’s because Xiao Changyu has such a high sense of humor that ordinary jokes simply can’t touch him?
At this speculation, he suddenly became full of fighting spirit: if he could make Xiao Changyu laugh, then he would be famous throughout this dynasty…
Xiao Changyu saw that he had been silent for a long time and suspected that he had misunderstood him. Turning his head, he indeed saw Mo Songyan frowning for the first time. He wanted to explain, his mouth opened for a long time but couldn’t make a sound, so he instantly felt discouraged.
Forget it, let it be. I can’t even speak, so what can I explain?
The two of them walked with different thoughts, their shadows stretched long and long on the ground, their shoulders tightly pressed against each other…
After a moment, Xiao Changyu pulled Mo Songyan’s sleeve, indicating that they had arrived.
Mo Songyan looked up at the plaque on the door—the Mo family’s teahouse.
He looked at Xiao Changyu and then at the bustling tea house and suddenly couldn’t help but feel overjoyed and said, “That’s right! How could I not have thought that even though we’re splitting up the family, they can’t just kick me out without giving me a penny, right? Where can my old father put his face?”
“You are such a clever little fellow!” He gave Xiao Changyu a thumbs up and walked in with him, thinking to himself, My cheap father, here comes your son!
Xiao Changyu followed behind him and thought to himself: It really is having recovered from a wound, one forgetting the pain…
The waiter saw them and came over to greet them, “Eldest Young Master Mo! Why are you two here?”
As he spoke, he did not forget to look at the gauze on Mo Songyan’s head.
“Where is my father? I have something important to discuss with him.” Mo Songyan looked around but didn’t find the person.
The waiter said, “A difficult person has arrived. Several pots of tea have been spilled, and the Shopkeeper is handling them inside. How about you two wait in the vacant private room first?”
Mo Songyan said, “Lead the way.”
He and Xiao Changyu went to the second floor under the guidance of the waiter.
Mo Songyan observed as he walked along. This Mo family’s teahouse was doing quite well. There were basically no empty tables on the first floor. There was a stage in the hall, and someone was singing on it. People were drinking tea while listening to the music, looking very elegant and relaxed.
The second and third floors are all private rooms, and a few of them are vacant. One can hardly hear the singing from the first floor upstairs, but they can hear the sounds of various musical instruments when passing by each private room. Come to think of it, it should be a customized service, and the charges are probably much higher than those on the first floor.
It seems that this Shopkeeper Mo has some business acumen. He will have to ask for more assets from the divided family later!
The waiter pushed open the door and invited them in, then poured them tea and said, “You two wait a moment. When I see the shopkeeper, I’ll ask him to come here.”
Mo Songyan said to the waiter, “Thank you.”
When only he and Xiao Changyu were left, he said to the person around him, “When I cry, you also wipe your tears along, when I laugh, you also grin along. Ai, forget it, you don’t have to smile. When I make you smile, just smile… Anyway, you’ll follow my actions. We can’t come in vain this time, I have to get a house no matter what…”
Xiao Changyu looked at him rubbing his hands in anticipation, and felt that he was not here to see his father but to be his father.
He nodded helplessly. Now that they are penniless and have no place to settle down, he can only do so. Besides, since it is a division of the family, then it must be clear what is right and what is wrong. Just drive them out means drive them out, how can it be called a division of the family?
Moreover, Mo Songqian did that kind of thing to him and even accused himself of seducing him. What a joke! If he was interested in that kind of thing, why did he wait until he was 25 to get married?
Although the world thinks he is mute, being mute has its benefits. How many men are tired of the chatter of those next to them?
All husbands in this world are the same, dreaming of having a red flag flying at home and colorful flags fluttering outside.
He was handsome and quiet, so many people came forward to propose marriage to him. However, it was not until Mo Songyan’s father came to propose marriage that his parents agreed.
The reason his parents waited until he was 25 to marry him off was because those people took advantage of his muteness and tried to lower the amount of the betrothal gift to the lowest possible level…
People always want to do the biggest thing with the least amount of money, and in the end, they often end up with nothing but a bamboo basket for water.
When his parents saw the dowry list given by Mo Songyan’s father, they wished they could marry him off on the same day.
In this comparison, Shopkeeper Mo seems to be quite nice to Mo Songyan, at least he is willing to spend a lot of money on his marriage.
The two waited for only a moment, and Shopkeeper Mo walked in while wiping the sweat from his forehead. Just as he was about to ask them what they were doing there, Mo Songyan hugged him and cried, “Father—!”
Then, Xiao Changyu’s eyes turned red, and he saluted him with a look of grievance.
“What’s wrong? Say it! How can a man cry so easily?” Shopkeeper Mo pushed Mo Songyan away and continued to wipe his sweat. “Hey? What’s wrong with your head?”
Mo Songyan made an expression as if he were about to say something and stammered, “Father, I just said a few words that upset Little Mother and Brother, and then they sent people to beat me. Look, I have several stitches on my head, and the physician also prescribed so many medicines for me!”
Shopkeeper Mo asked, “What did you say?”
“Just… just… I already said it… Aiya Father, how can I, as a son, say this? Anyway, Little Mother kicked us out now, saying that she wanted to separate the family, but she didn’t give us a penny. For this little bit of medicine, Brother Xiao almost pawned his beloved hairpin. Father, you are a reasonable person. I don’t mind dividing the family, but we have to handle it impartially. Since they don’t allow us to live in the Mo Mansion anymore, they have to give us some property to establish a new home ah. Won’t you say that’s true?”
Seeing that he was stammering in answering questions but was very clear when it came to asking for the family property, Shopkeeper Mo felt increasingly unhappy. The teasing that the guest in the private room had just made towards him came to his mind.
“Shopkeeper Mo, you say, you spent the whole day soaking in the teahouse. You must not know what happened to your wife and son in the backyard, right?”
He has two sons, which one is that person referring to?
