Master Mo's involvement in the Imperial Mausoleum Project was a fact known to very few people, and yet these two had actually heard of it? Was this true?
Su Luo spread her hands: "Is this matter very secret?"
Chief Mo asked directly, "Do many people know about this?"
Su Luo said, "At least my elders knew about it and told me a story. I was young at the time and my memory was fuzzy. Now that you reminded me, I suddenly remembered it."
Village Chief Mo and Mo Jiaqiang looked at each other, and a complicated light appeared in each other's eyes.
Su Luo said: "That world-famous geomancer is not from your Mojia Village, right?
I remember they were from the Jinghu Mo family."
Mo Jiaqiang said, "Our ancestors migrated from the Jinghu Mo Clan! Our lineage is the true direct descendant of the Jinghu Mo Clan in Jiangyin."
Village Chief Mo wanted to stop it but it was too late.
Su Luo shook her head, a look of disbelief on her face: "That's not right. Didn't you say before that your ancestors migrated from the imperial capital? How come now you're migrating from Jinghu Lake in Jiangyin? Which of your statements is true and which is false? You've completely confused me!"
Mo Jiaqiang saw Su Luo's face full of doubt and immediately became angry: "We have always told the outside world that we moved from the imperial capital, but in fact-"
"Shut up!"
A cold voice sounded!
Mo Jiaqiang realized what he had said and suddenly fell silent, not saying a word.
Just then, there was a slight sound of footsteps and a soft voice outside.
The village head's wife smiled and said, "Alright, alright. Why can't we talk things over nicely? Why are you being mean to the kids? Dinner is ready. Everyone, wash your hands and come eat."
Village Chief Mo took the lead and stood up, walking forward with his hands behind his back.
Mo Jiaqiang followed behind Village Chief Mo, walking forward silently, as if he had done something wrong.
Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun looked at each other, and saw a hint of deep meaning in each other's eyes...
After sitting down, the village chief's wife was very enthusiastic and attentive. She kept picking up food for Su Luo with her serving chopsticks and liked Su Luo from the bottom of her heart.
Su Luo smiled and asked, "Village Chief's wife, are you the only two in your family? Don't you have any children?"
The village head's wife smiled bitterly, "How could we not have children? We have seven sons in total. However, they all grew up, got married, and were given new houses to live in at the east end of the village."
Su Luo said "oh" and smiled faintly, then asked the village chief's wife about their son.
The village head's wife answered all of them, and at the end she asked Su Luo with a smile, "Are you curious about them? If you want to meet them, it's not difficult. You can ask them to come and see you later."
Su Luo smiled faintly: "That's not necessary."
The farmhouse dishes were simple and plain, with no toasting or clinking of glasses. After finishing three vegetarian dishes, three meat dishes and a soup, Su Luo suggested continuing to look at the old objects, but Village Chief Mo said that it was dark and it would be difficult to see clearly, so they should wait until tomorrow morning.
Su Luo looked at the sky outside. It was not long since night fell, and it was just beginning to darken.
The village head's wife smiled and said to Su Luo, "Miss Luo, you've never lived in a village, right? It's the same in the village. There's nothing else to do to pass the time. Everyone goes to bed early so they can get up and work at dawn the next day."
Seeing Su Luo still standing, the village head's wife smiled and pushed Su Luo into the house: "You must have walked a lot today, aren't you tired at all? Go in and rest quickly, and we can talk about the rest tomorrow."
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