Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 547 The pit is 108 meters deep, two people and one horse (2)
"Who's here?" Mo Jiu asked the girl Qiaoyue.

"Back to Miss Nine, Miss Fang is here." Qiaoyue replied.

Mo Jiu approached and listened, and the laughter really belonged to Weaver.

Fang Jiran, the eldest daughter who had been lost for many years, Zhiniang felt guilty in her heart, and Mo Jiu could probably feel this from her usual words and deeds.But since Fang Jiran left last time, he never came back to Yiran Residence to see Zhiniang.Although Zhiniang only said that she was doing well every time she mentioned her, Mo Jiu knew that she was thinking of Fang Jiran in her heart, and would be like all mothers in the world, looking forward to the girl coming back to see her.

But Fang Jiran obviously didn't like to come back.

If not, it wouldn't have been so long before I came here for the second time.

Mo Jiu knew what her mother was thinking, and when she opened the curtain to enter, she was already full of smiles, before she stepped forward, she said, "What kind of wind is blowing today, it brought my sister back, it seems to make our mother happy, I can't even close my mouth."

For so long, this is the first time Mo Jiu uttered the word "sister".

Fang Jiran was slightly taken aback, and glanced back at her. She seemed to know her intentions, and got up very friendly to get out of the way, took the initiative to take a chair and placed it in front of Zhiniang's bed, and asked Mo Jiu to sit down first. Just then continued: "I was talking about the stupid things I did when I was young, but Mother said that you were stupider than me when I was young..."

"Who's stupid?" Mo Jiu pretended to be annoyed and glared at Zhiniang, "How can a mother say that her daughter is stupid? Your mother is really stupid if you do it."

The two girls were in front of the bed, Zhi Niang was full of joy.

"Mom, with you two, I'm a fool in this life."

Niang San was chatting and laughing, the atmosphere was very relaxed, even the red fire in the house seemed to be laughing too.But Fang Jiran seemed to have other things to do, and after talking for a while, he became a little distracted and lost his mind.Zhiniang noticed, stroked her half-white hair that was messed up by the pillow, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Miss?"

Fang Jiran froze, as if she couldn't find anything to say, she pursed her lips, "I'll tell you the truth, I have something to ask."

Zhi Niang smiled and said calmly: "They are all from my own family, so just ask if you have any questions?"

Fang Jiran thought for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, "I want to ask, who is my real father...?"

Back then, Fang Jiran was the daughter of Zhiniang who was born before she got married, so she gave it to the Fang family, while Mo Jiu was born to the son-in-law Zhiniang recruited later, and the man Zhiniang married later died within a year of marriage. Passed away.Since then, Zhiniang has never married anyone again——Mo Jiu had heard about this matter, and since it had nothing to do with her, she didn't pay much attention to it.However, Fang Jiran found his mother, so it's normal to be interested in his father.

Of course, Mo Jiu was also curious.

She was more curious about Fang Jiran's own father than her own.

You know, nowadays women take chastity very seriously.What kind of man made Zhi Niang, who looked like a fairy, disregard her reputation, not only promised her with her body, but also insisted on giving birth to his child?
Fang Jiran stared at Zhiniang, and Zhiniang also looked at Fang Jiran.

The two girls looked at each other and said nothing for a long time.

After such a silence, only the north wind blowing outside the house could be heard, and the mood fell instantly.

After a long time, Fang heard Zhiniang sigh, "He...is gone."

She didn't know whether she was avoiding the important thing or not wanting to mention the sad past, but Zhi Niang didn't say who the man was, and only said "no more" as an explanation.

Mo Jiu pursed her lips and looked at her, but Fang Jiran was taken aback, "It's gone, he... passed away?"

Zhi Niang nodded, and said with a wry smile: "You must have heard of the reputation of Mohist widows, right? But any man who has an affair with our Mohist women will not end well, and all of them will die."

(End of this chapter)