The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Not wanting Yang Bao to be in trouble, and not wanting anyone to bring this matter to the government, Mo Yan solemnly promised to send the golden beast back to the mountains.

After receiving Mo Yan's assurance, Yang Bao felt relieved, declined her offer of leaving food, and hurried home.

Worried about his father's injury, Mo Yan temporarily put aside those troubles and went to Mo Qingze's yard with a pot of freshly taken out spiritual spring water.

Mo Qingze had woken up, but this time he was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood. Even sitting up required a lot of effort, so he lay on the bed for the time being without getting off the ground.

At this time, Mo Qingze's face was pale and his brows were furrowed tightly, not because of the pain of the wound, but because he was worried about another thing.

"Tzuyu, Dr. Du also said that your injury is not serious. As long as you rest well, you will be fine in less than a month and it will not affect your autumn next month." Mr. Liu comforted you.

Han Zhiyun also said sincerely: "Brother Canaan is right! You are usually too tight. You are busy with schoolwork every day. You don't go to bed before the third watch. You get up as soon as the rooster crows for the third time. Study and take advantage of this time to recuperate, just enough to allow you to adjust your state."

The two of them were afraid of Mo Qingze's random thoughts, so they didn't rush back to the city. They didn't expect that they would be surprised. No one wants this kind of accident to happen, but the fifteenth day of next month is Autumn. If they miss it, they have to wait another three years. If they don't trust Dr. Du's medical skills, they don't know how to comfort them.

When Mo Yan came in, she happened to hear Han Zhiyun's words. She ignored her father's embarrassment and asked with a bad face: "Uncle Han, is my dad like this every day?"

When Han Zhiyun saw her, he seemed to see a savior and said quickly: "Your father does this every day. Today he suffered this, which is not entirely a bad thing. You should also advise your father not to think about Qiu Wei." It’s not good for your recovery.”

After hearing this, Mo Yan's face became more and more ugly. However, she still wanted to save face for her father in front of outsiders, so she nodded and said, "Thank you, Uncle Han, for your concern. My niece will advise her father."

Han Zhiyun and Mr. Liu knew the influence of the little girl on their friends. When they heard what she said, they both breathed a sigh of relief and persuaded Mo Qingze a few words before going out. They had to save some face for their friends!

Mo Yan closed the door and poured a full glass of spiritual spring water for her father. Watching him drink it all without missing a drop, the anger in her heart dissipated a lot, but her face became more serious: "Dad, you can accept my daughter's advice. You don’t take it seriously, but you can’t help taking your body seriously, or do you mean that you don’t take our three siblings seriously either?”

When Mo Qingze first entered Changshan Academy, Mo Yan was worried that he was pushing her too hard. So every time Mo Qingze returned to the academy, she would give him a few words to tell him to go to bed early and get up early every day, and eat on time. Unexpectedly, her father didn't listen at all.

Later, she saw that Mo Qingze had eaten so much food rich in spiritual energy. Not only did he not gain weight, but his figure became thinner and thinner. At that time, she was still wondering if her father had eaten so much that he would not gain weight. She did not expect that he would become fatter. She stayed up all night, so I don't blame her for being so angry.

Although he knew that his daughter was too angry to say such harsh words, Mo Qingze sat up anxiously and explained anxiously: "You three siblings are my father's treasures, and they are more important than my life. How could dad not take you seriously?"

Such a movement pulled the wound on his back, causing Mo Qingze to gasp in pain.

Mo Yan rushed up to help her father lie down, feeling distressed and anxious: "You are still injured, so don't move around. In this month, you are not allowed to think about anything, don't do anything, just take good care of your injuries, otherwise Please don’t attend next month’s Qiu Wei, otherwise you’ll faint in the examination room and I’ll have to pick you up!”