Chapter 113
Chapter 113
Chapter 113
"Who is it?" Song Ci asked after closing the suitcase.
"It's me, guest, is it convenient for you, I have something to tell you."
The voice of the owner of Yinlu sounded outside the door. Song Ci was a little surprised, but he walked over and opened the door.
I saw not only the boss of Yinlu standing outside the door, but also an old man standing behind him.
Seeing him looking over, the old man said: "Ji Wang low."
This is a greeting of the Buyi people, which roughly means good afternoon.
"Hello." Song Ci also greeted him.
At this time, the boss of Yinlu said: "This is Mo Gong from our town, and I want to invite you to be our guest."
"Ask me to be a guest? Why?" Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this.
"Yes, because you are a distinguished guest who came from afar." Mogong explained.
The boss of Yinlu also helped to explain: "Mogong is equivalent to our priest. Mogong said that he was inspired by the gods, and you are a distinguished guest from afar, so he wants to entertain you in person."
Song Ci was even more surprised when he heard the words. Does Mogong really have any special abilities?
But at this moment, he noticed Mo Gong's eyes, looking at Nuan Nuan sitting on the bed, he felt a little dazed, and probably understood the reason.
So he nodded in agreement.
"Then excuse me." Song Ci said with a smile.
But it was still early, and after making an appointment, Mogong went back, leaving only the boss of Yinlu who was confused.
Could it be that Grandpa San was really inspired by the gods?
After all, Nuan Nuan didn't hold on. After shaking for a while, she finally fell asleep on the bed, but the most interesting thing was that her two short legs were still sitting cross-legged.
And Mogong, who left Yinlu, happened to meet Fan Yaohua who was out shopping on the way.
When Fan Yaohua saw Mogong, she immediately greeted him with a happy face.
"Don't worry, they live at Bo Tao's house. I've already made an agreement with him to treat them well tonight."
"Thank you, Third Grandpa, thank you, Third Grandpa..." Fan Yaohua hurriedly expressed her thanks after hearing the words.
"Okay, buy more millet that you love to eat. Let me tell you, don't be too sad. On the contrary, I don't think this is a bad thing. I saw her current father. The young man is tall and tall, with a resolute face. , the eyes are sharp, it is not a bad person at first glance, and the conditions should not be bad, this is a great thing for Xiaomi Li, as long as she lives happily, right?"
"Yes, Grandpa San, you are right."
Fan Yaohua very much agrees with the third grandpa's statement, as long as Xiaomi Li lives well and lives happily, everything else is not important.
"It's right for you to think so. When you have dinner at night, you have to be happy. When you go back, tell your sister-in-law not to be sad. It's not good to treat guests like this."
The third grandpa said so much, and this is the purpose.
Seeing Fan Yaohua nodding her head in agreement, the third grandpa said goodbye and went back. He wanted to go back and read the scriptures, and then write down what happened today.
After Nuan Nuan had a good night's sleep, it was already evening, and Mo Gong had already returned to Yinlu, but he was not in a hurry to go upstairs to find Song Ci, but was drinking tea and chatting with Fan Botao's father.
Nuan Nuan was full of sleep, full of energy, and ran to the balcony, facing the yard, yelling, yelling, not knowing how mischievous it was.
The third grandpa who was sitting in the yard saw it, smiled and said to Fan Botao's father beside him: "This kid is so lively."
"Be lively because you love a lot."
Fan Botao's father suddenly said a very philosophical remark.
"What do you mean?" Mo Gong asked in surprise, he didn't understand.
"Because the lively children must be very favored at home, a lot of favors, and naturally lively. For example, the two in my family would have been able to go to heaven if her mother hadn't taken care of them." Speaking of the two granddaughters, Fan Botao's father revealed smiled.
When Mo Gong heard the words, he suddenly realized, nodded again and again: "It makes sense, makes sense, it seems that this child must be very loved and happy at home."
When Fan Botao's father heard the words, he always felt that what Mo Gong said was a bit inexplicable.
At this moment, Mo Gong stood up and walked upstairs.
Seeing Mr. Mo go up, Fan Botao quietly approached his father, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mo was really inspired by the gods?"
Fan Botao's father took a look at him and reprimanded him, "Don't ask children about adults' affairs. Children will be out of school soon, right? Why don't you pick them up?"
Fan Botao: ...
Mr. Mo went upstairs and knocked on the door, and then he heard the voice of one of your children asking, "Who is it?"
Hearing this, she must be the little girl named Nuan Nuan, so she smiled and said, "Grandpa is looking for your father, is your father there?"
But before the little girl could answer, the door was opened, and the little girl was hiding behind her father, looking at him curiously.
He first smiled at the little girl, and then said to Song Ci: "Mr. Song, are you ready?"
"There's nothing to prepare, but do I need to bring something?" Song Ci asked.
"No... no, you are a guest, how can I let you bring things." Mo Gong said hastily.
"I still don't know how to call you?" Song Ci asked.
In fact, in the afternoon, Song Ci asked Fan Botao, and also learned about San Grandpa and Mo Gong.
"Everyone calls me San Grandpa, you should also call me San Grandpa." Mo Gong said with a smile.
"Okay, Nuan Nuan, call me Grandpa." Song Ci pulled Nuan Nuan behind him and said.
"Hello grandpa."
Nuannuan looked at the old grandpa in front of her curiously. This old grandpa was very strange. He was wearing black clothes and a red belt, and he looked very funny.
"You can also call me the third grandpa. In the past..., since we are ready, let's go down." The third grandpa almost slipped his mouth.
Song Ci nodded, picked up Nuan Nuan, and went downstairs with the third grandpa.
"gone."
After going downstairs, the third grandfather greeted Fan Botao's father, and then led Song Ci out of the courtyard.
Watching them leave, Fan Botao's father said to Fan Botao: "Tomorrow, you buy some more food, let your wife set a table, and treat Mr. Song to a meal."
"Dad, do you believe what the third grandpa said?" Fan Botao asked in surprise.
"It's not a question of whether you believe it or not. How much is a meal? What if what Mo Gong said is true?" Fan Botao's father asked back.
Fan Botao was stunned when he heard this, "Dad, you are still smarter."
"That is, otherwise I am Lao Tzu and you are my son."
Is this logical?Fan Botao really wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, let it go, don't make the old man so angry, he will suffer in the end.
"You go and bring the child back, and ask your wife to close the shop too."
Fan Botao's family also has a shop on the street, which mainly sells some small batik items. The couple take turns visiting the shop one by one and the other by the other.
"Okay." Fan Botao agreed, turned around and went out.
At this time, Song Ci hugged Nuannuan, chatted with the third grandpa all the way, wandered around, and finally came to a "dilapidated" residence.
It can't be said to be dilapidated. Compared with Yinlu, it is older and more historical.
And there were two people standing in front of the door looking forward to them, seeing them coming, they immediately greeted them.
Seeing the two, Song Ci was not surprised, because he had already guessed it.
Otherwise, when he was traveling and had a child with him, he would never just go to a stranger's house as a guest.
Even Mogong, who is highly respected by the Bouyei people, can't do it.
PS: There are still four chapters, which will be updated during the day tomorrow. It’s the first time I’ve written so much, and I feel like my head is going to explode. It’s the first day it’s on the shelves. Please ask for a monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)
"Who is it?" Song Ci asked after closing the suitcase.
"It's me, guest, is it convenient for you, I have something to tell you."
The voice of the owner of Yinlu sounded outside the door. Song Ci was a little surprised, but he walked over and opened the door.
I saw not only the boss of Yinlu standing outside the door, but also an old man standing behind him.
Seeing him looking over, the old man said: "Ji Wang low."
This is a greeting of the Buyi people, which roughly means good afternoon.
"Hello." Song Ci also greeted him.
At this time, the boss of Yinlu said: "This is Mo Gong from our town, and I want to invite you to be our guest."
"Ask me to be a guest? Why?" Song Ci was a little surprised when he heard this.
"Yes, because you are a distinguished guest who came from afar." Mogong explained.
The boss of Yinlu also helped to explain: "Mogong is equivalent to our priest. Mogong said that he was inspired by the gods, and you are a distinguished guest from afar, so he wants to entertain you in person."
Song Ci was even more surprised when he heard the words. Does Mogong really have any special abilities?
But at this moment, he noticed Mo Gong's eyes, looking at Nuan Nuan sitting on the bed, he felt a little dazed, and probably understood the reason.
So he nodded in agreement.
"Then excuse me." Song Ci said with a smile.
But it was still early, and after making an appointment, Mogong went back, leaving only the boss of Yinlu who was confused.
Could it be that Grandpa San was really inspired by the gods?
After all, Nuan Nuan didn't hold on. After shaking for a while, she finally fell asleep on the bed, but the most interesting thing was that her two short legs were still sitting cross-legged.
And Mogong, who left Yinlu, happened to meet Fan Yaohua who was out shopping on the way.
When Fan Yaohua saw Mogong, she immediately greeted him with a happy face.
"Don't worry, they live at Bo Tao's house. I've already made an agreement with him to treat them well tonight."
"Thank you, Third Grandpa, thank you, Third Grandpa..." Fan Yaohua hurriedly expressed her thanks after hearing the words.
"Okay, buy more millet that you love to eat. Let me tell you, don't be too sad. On the contrary, I don't think this is a bad thing. I saw her current father. The young man is tall and tall, with a resolute face. , the eyes are sharp, it is not a bad person at first glance, and the conditions should not be bad, this is a great thing for Xiaomi Li, as long as she lives happily, right?"
"Yes, Grandpa San, you are right."
Fan Yaohua very much agrees with the third grandpa's statement, as long as Xiaomi Li lives well and lives happily, everything else is not important.
"It's right for you to think so. When you have dinner at night, you have to be happy. When you go back, tell your sister-in-law not to be sad. It's not good to treat guests like this."
The third grandpa said so much, and this is the purpose.
Seeing Fan Yaohua nodding her head in agreement, the third grandpa said goodbye and went back. He wanted to go back and read the scriptures, and then write down what happened today.
After Nuan Nuan had a good night's sleep, it was already evening, and Mo Gong had already returned to Yinlu, but he was not in a hurry to go upstairs to find Song Ci, but was drinking tea and chatting with Fan Botao's father.
Nuan Nuan was full of sleep, full of energy, and ran to the balcony, facing the yard, yelling, yelling, not knowing how mischievous it was.
The third grandpa who was sitting in the yard saw it, smiled and said to Fan Botao's father beside him: "This kid is so lively."
"Be lively because you love a lot."
Fan Botao's father suddenly said a very philosophical remark.
"What do you mean?" Mo Gong asked in surprise, he didn't understand.
"Because the lively children must be very favored at home, a lot of favors, and naturally lively. For example, the two in my family would have been able to go to heaven if her mother hadn't taken care of them." Speaking of the two granddaughters, Fan Botao's father revealed smiled.
When Mo Gong heard the words, he suddenly realized, nodded again and again: "It makes sense, makes sense, it seems that this child must be very loved and happy at home."
When Fan Botao's father heard the words, he always felt that what Mo Gong said was a bit inexplicable.
At this moment, Mo Gong stood up and walked upstairs.
Seeing Mr. Mo go up, Fan Botao quietly approached his father, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mo was really inspired by the gods?"
Fan Botao's father took a look at him and reprimanded him, "Don't ask children about adults' affairs. Children will be out of school soon, right? Why don't you pick them up?"
Fan Botao: ...
Mr. Mo went upstairs and knocked on the door, and then he heard the voice of one of your children asking, "Who is it?"
Hearing this, she must be the little girl named Nuan Nuan, so she smiled and said, "Grandpa is looking for your father, is your father there?"
But before the little girl could answer, the door was opened, and the little girl was hiding behind her father, looking at him curiously.
He first smiled at the little girl, and then said to Song Ci: "Mr. Song, are you ready?"
"There's nothing to prepare, but do I need to bring something?" Song Ci asked.
"No... no, you are a guest, how can I let you bring things." Mo Gong said hastily.
"I still don't know how to call you?" Song Ci asked.
In fact, in the afternoon, Song Ci asked Fan Botao, and also learned about San Grandpa and Mo Gong.
"Everyone calls me San Grandpa, you should also call me San Grandpa." Mo Gong said with a smile.
"Okay, Nuan Nuan, call me Grandpa." Song Ci pulled Nuan Nuan behind him and said.
"Hello grandpa."
Nuannuan looked at the old grandpa in front of her curiously. This old grandpa was very strange. He was wearing black clothes and a red belt, and he looked very funny.
"You can also call me the third grandpa. In the past..., since we are ready, let's go down." The third grandpa almost slipped his mouth.
Song Ci nodded, picked up Nuan Nuan, and went downstairs with the third grandpa.
"gone."
After going downstairs, the third grandfather greeted Fan Botao's father, and then led Song Ci out of the courtyard.
Watching them leave, Fan Botao's father said to Fan Botao: "Tomorrow, you buy some more food, let your wife set a table, and treat Mr. Song to a meal."
"Dad, do you believe what the third grandpa said?" Fan Botao asked in surprise.
"It's not a question of whether you believe it or not. How much is a meal? What if what Mo Gong said is true?" Fan Botao's father asked back.
Fan Botao was stunned when he heard this, "Dad, you are still smarter."
"That is, otherwise I am Lao Tzu and you are my son."
Is this logical?Fan Botao really wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, let it go, don't make the old man so angry, he will suffer in the end.
"You go and bring the child back, and ask your wife to close the shop too."
Fan Botao's family also has a shop on the street, which mainly sells some small batik items. The couple take turns visiting the shop one by one and the other by the other.
"Okay." Fan Botao agreed, turned around and went out.
At this time, Song Ci hugged Nuannuan, chatted with the third grandpa all the way, wandered around, and finally came to a "dilapidated" residence.
It can't be said to be dilapidated. Compared with Yinlu, it is older and more historical.
And there were two people standing in front of the door looking forward to them, seeing them coming, they immediately greeted them.
Seeing the two, Song Ci was not surprised, because he had already guessed it.
Otherwise, when he was traveling and had a child with him, he would never just go to a stranger's house as a guest.
Even Mogong, who is highly respected by the Bouyei people, can't do it.
PS: There are still four chapters, which will be updated during the day tomorrow. It’s the first time I’ve written so much, and I feel like my head is going to explode. It’s the first day it’s on the shelves. Please ask for a monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)