C2 Father and son leave the house alone

"Father." Mo Jianchou helped his eldest son change into a set of dry clothes and walked towards the living room.

"Mm, you stand by the side. Tian'er. "

"Grandson is here."

"Kneel before me."

"Grandfather."

"Kneel!"

"Yes." With that, Mo Jingtian kneeled in front of the Old Patriarch.

"Next, you must remember this for the rest of your life. Otherwise, I will never rest in peace." If your father and I die one day, no matter who our enemy is, remember to avenge us. Put his head in front of my grave. Say it again. "

"It's grandpa. No matter who my enemy is, I will definitely put his head in front of grandpa's grave to comfort his soul in heaven."

"Also, your mother took your brothers and left. Remember, you should never look for them in your entire life. Even if they found it, they wouldn't be able to recognize it for the rest of their lives. Do you remember? "

"Grandson, remember this."

Mo Jingtian was still young, so when he heard his grandfather's words, he was very surprised. At the same time that he was shocked, he also felt extremely afraid. Although he didn't understand why his grandfather would say such words, he thought that if there really came a day when he lost his father and grandfather, how could he continue to live in this world? He could not help but shed tears of his own.

"Tian'er, don't cry. A man should be able to stand against the heavens and stand on the ground. In the future, you must learn to be strong, just like iron. In his heart, ten thousand people were invincible. You have to have a heart that is invincible when you become the strongest in the world. Also, if you want to have your own goals, you have to pursue something when you're alive. Do you remember? "

"Grandson has remembered it."

"Stand up. After the meal, you and your father should leave as well."

"Where are you going, grandfather?"

"Go to a place to hone your skills!"

The family gathered around a large table and a sumptuous lunch, but not a single person could eat it. Without mother's food and without children's crying, Grandpa couldn't help but sigh and turn around to sit on his teacher's chair to smoke alone. Mo Jianchou sat on the chair, his head hanging down, it was unknown what he was thinking. Because, the matter had happened too suddenly, Little Jingtian still guessed correctly after hearing his grandfather's words. What was the reason for all this?

The old master took a long drag on his cigarette and said, "If you can't eat, then go!"

After saying that, he walked into the inner room. The old master couldn't help but shed two streams of tears.

"Tian'er, let's go." Mo Jianchou said as he held onto Little Jingtian's hand.

The family brought out two big horses from the shed in the backyard. Although Little Jingtian was young, he had learned how to ride horses. When the spring rain came, it was silent. When it left, it was also gloomy and silent, as if it did not miss the beautiful spring scenery in the world.

Behind Mo Jianchou, there was an iron box that was about four feet long and ten inches wide. It was wrapped in black silk and he did not know what it was. Immediately, he hung a bag with some spare clothes and some silver taels. The father and son duo set off just like this.

Mo Jingtian looked at the long road ahead, and could not help but ask his father: "Father, where are we going?"

"Go to Taibai!" Mo Jianchou seemed to be unwilling to say more, as he said impatiently.

"Oh." Little Jingtian was deflated, and was naturally unwilling to say anything more.

Two horses, two people, two shadows. They walked on the road in silence.

Unknowingly, the sun had already set from high up in the sky onto the mountain's waist. Perhaps the sun was tired, the color of its body turning blood-red. It let go of its noble figure and went to meet its own girl.

The road under the setting sun was covered with a light yellow light, and the two of them grew longer and longer.

Wild flowers bloomed on the roadside, swaying in the wind alone. Perhaps this was the only way to attract butterflies to stop and obtain the favor and appreciation of the bees.

People were like the wildflowers by the roadside, perhaps they would spend their entire lives pursuing their own glory, even if it was only for a short period of time. However, when the flower finally falls, after its glory, perhaps it would be dark without light.

The most untouchable thing in the world was that a woman could not keep herself alive.

At least, Mo Jingtian was still young, and would only sigh about this life after he had achieved glory.

The sky gradually darkened. The setting sun was as bloody as blood, and the moonlight was as white as snow. The setting sun and the moonlight was so silent.

Little Jingtian looked at the moon in the sky. Above the stars, there was only a cold star accompanying it. At least my father is with me, isn't he?

Father felt the Little Jingtian's gaze. Yes, the sky was already dark, so the child should be tired.

"Tian'er, you must be hungry. There's a small town ahead, tonight we'll rest here for the night."

"Father, how much longer do we have before we arrive? I'm so tired."

"It's still early, let's go slowly." As they spoke, the two of them urged their horses forward.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at a small town. It was not very big, and had long since lost its daytime liveliness and bustle. The father and son duo found an inn to stay in after inquiring from the pedestrians.

"Boss, prepare a good room for me and a table of food and wine. Feed our horses some good grass as well. Thank you very much!" Mo Jianchou said.

"Alright, customer, I'll prepare it for you immediately. Please come upstairs." The waiter called out and brought the two into the room. Then, he went downstairs to prepare some things.

When the father and son duo entered the room, Mo Jingtian immediately fell on the bed, unwilling to get up even if he died.

Not long after, the restaurant had prepared all the dishes, and the waiter brought the two into the room. Mo Jianchou poured a full cup of wine, and wanted to use the wine to calm his worries, but considering that they still had to travel the next day, he did not dare be greedy. Little Jingtian was really hungry, and started to wolf it down.

"Sigh," Mo Jianchou sighed. "Eat slower, no one is going to fight with you for it. Don't choke. "

On the other hand, it was hard on him, Mo Jianchou thought as he raised the cup and swallowed the wine.

After a long journey, both of them were tired and went to bed early.

Early morning of the second day, Mo Jianchou woke his son up and continued on his journey.

That day, the old master also woke up early and brought some brocade silk and other stuff with him to find the village chief. He said that he wanted to recruit some laborers from the nearby villages to build a round platform at the foot of Kong Shan. The old village chief was very surprised, what had happened to the old blacksmith recently? His daughter-in-law had taken his second grandson away, and his son had also taken his eldest son away. The old man was left alone in a perfectly fine home, and now he had to fix some big round table. However, the Village Chief accepted the generous gift. Although he did not know what the main tasks of his old home were, he was naturally duty-bound to do so. The Old Master was also extremely grateful and courteous. He returned home after a while and walked around the mountain in the evening as usual to check out his treasure.

The father and son duo continued on their journey for the entire day, finding an inn to rest in as usual.

On the third day after his son and grandson left, the Old Village Head came to the Mo Clan early in the morning, "Old blacksmith, I've found all the people you asked for. They're all strong men from all over the country."

"Good, good, thank you very much Old Liu. I will thank you very much after this is over." The old master said.

"Hehe, you sure know how to think for your grandson. "Let's go, everyone's waiting outside."

"Alright, let's go."

As he said that, the old master walked out of the gate. With a glance, he saw that all of them were strong and well-built, like the men from the crops. They're all here to subsidize the family. The patriarch led a group of men to the foot of the mountain and began to guide the men to work.

Time passed by, day by day. It was just that Little Jingtian was too tired to keep complaining on the road and wanted to rest often. It was just that his father never agreed to it and slowly, he had gotten used to it.

Just like this, the father and son duo continued their journey.