Chapter 162: Worship
It's bad to cause trouble at every turn.
"There won't be a next time."
"hey-hey."
Mo Wen responded awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. Even though he knew that Ling Ran was just looking for trouble and wanted to talk to him a few more times, Mo Wen was still a little scared.
"Clean up, clean up."
"Then let's go up the mountain to see grandma before it gets dark."
Ling Ran glared at Mo Wen for the last time, then hurried to the front, at least to open the door before Mo Wen came, to prevent that guy Mo Wen from coming over and causing trouble again.
I haven't been back for a long time. The snow in the yard has melted and piled up again, and no one has cleaned it. Every time I step on it, it's up to my knees.
Various dead leaves are scattered on it, layer upon layer, like sandwiches, which particularly affects the beauty.
The living room was also full of dust.
Seeing Ling Ran leaving him silently, Mo Wen had no choice but to go into his own small firewood room.
The two of them tacitly agreed not to use any Taoist magic or techniques, and just did the work themselves.
Mo Wen only needed to build a small firewood shed, so he quickly picked up a shovel and started shoveling snow in the yard.
When the two finished their work, it was almost evening.
The courtyard looks brand new. Although it is not as good as it was when grandma was here, it has undergone tremendous changes from when I came in just now.
"Don't you want to prepare some offerings?"
Mo Wen looked at Ling Ran in confusion.
It's not good to do this with bare hands.
"As long as I go, grandma will definitely be very happy."
Ling Ran raised his head and said proudly.
She is not a formalist. Even if there are things displayed all over the mountains and fields, what does it matter if there is no respect in the heart?
And she just needs to go there with a sincere heart.
"Xiaoran, you guys are back."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"Xiao Ran, have you eaten?"
It was time to get off work, and many people working in the fields and outside saw Ling Ran and greeted him enthusiastically.
Ling Ran also let bygones be bygones and responded with a nod and a smile.
He couldn't help but look back at Mo Wen.
Ling Ran felt very happy.
After picking this guy up, this guy never missed anything that happened in his life and was always by his side.
No matter if it was the last time when Mo Wen was seriously injured for the first time because of his grandmother, or this time when she hoped Mo Wen would come back and Mo Wen came back immediately, this guy always makes her feel at ease.
"Grandma, I brought Mo Wen to see you."
Ling Ran, who had been talking and laughing along the way, burst into tears the moment he saw his grandmother's grave and knelt there in a daze.
"Um."
Mo Wen didn't know how to show his goodwill. He had lived for thousands of years, but apart from his parents, he had never kneeled to anyone. Immortal practitioners were supposed to go against the will of heaven. Mo Wen, who didn't even care about heaven, still felt too embarrassed to kneel down to this man who was actually much younger than him.
"Grandma, Mo Wen and I are already together."
"Don't worry, she will take good care of me."
Ling Ran was still talking to himself.
Mo Wen finally made up his mind and knelt gracefully beside Ling Ran.
He did not forget that his grandmother asked him to take good care of Ling Ran before she died, and entrusted Ling Ran to him.
And he is indeed together with Ling Ran now. Both publicly and privately, grandma is someone Mo Wen deserves respect from.
"You bastard."
Ling Ran looked at Mo Wen with a tender cry, and was very happy.
She had never thought that Mo Wen would kneel down. This old monster had such a strong self-esteem. But now, he was still her Mo Wen. This was great.
After clearing the weeds on grandma's grave, Ling Ran went home hand in hand, feeling even happier.
"What happened again?"
Ling Ran saw that the door of his house was open from a distance, and his eyes were full of confusion.
"Blame me, blame me."
Mo Wen smiled. It was really his fault. If it weren’t for him, the door wouldn’t have been broken.
But what is certain is that the house would not be robbed. Not to mention that there is nothing valuable in the house, this small mountain village is very far away. Instead of committing crimes here, it would be better for outsiders to go to another place.
As for the people in this village, who would have nothing better to do than to come to Ling Ran's house and cause trouble?
He was the kind of person who would kill people if he had a disagreement with someone, but now he's doing very well.
"What are you doing?"
Standing at the door, looking at the many people in the yard, Ling Ran was stunned.
"Xiaoran, you're back."
"Come in, come in."
The people inside immediately waved towards Ling Ran enthusiastically, as if they had completely forgotten whose home this was, making Ling Ran feel very embarrassed.
"What do you want?"
Ling Ran saw many familiar faces.
They were familiar with her during the demolition, but usually looked down on her as a jinx. However, now everyone was very enthusiastic towards her, which made Ling Ran feel very strange.
"Come in and tell me."
"Yes, Xiaoran, come in and talk."
The smiles on those people's faces actually gave people a greasy feeling.
"If you don't tell me, I won't go in."
Ling Ran pursed his lips and smiled.
"Do you still know Xiaojuan?"
A middle-aged woman couldn't hold it in any longer and stepped forward to ask.
“Yes.”
Ling Ran nodded and smiled.
There was a girl in the village who was about her age. When she was a child, she was often bullied because she had no father or mother.
"Could you please find a better job for Xiaojuan?"
"After all, you grew up together."
As the middle-aged woman spoke, she became more and more guilty and frightened.
She also remembered how she defended Ling Ran when he and Xiao Juan had a fight.
"Yes, Xiaoran, and our Xiaojun."
"Now that you are successful, don't forget us."
"Mo Wen, we all watched Xiaoran grow up!"
With someone taking the lead, the yard suddenly became much more lively.
In full swing.
They even tried to use Ling Ran to persuade Mo Wen. They all worried about their own children.
"That's all?"
Ling Ran said jokingly, his face full of sarcasm.
"Xiao Ran doesn't think it's a big deal, but we think it is a big deal."
"Yes, thank you for your help."
Everyone also noticed Ling Ran's displeasure, but they pretended not to understand and continued talking.
"I understand. You guys go back."
"I'll think about it."
Ling Ran nodded calmly and ordered them to leave.
"How can we go back with peace of mind if you don't give us an answer?"
It was Xiaojuan’s mother again, who said this with a sad face.
"Then you just wait here."
"Don't disturb our sleep."
"Remember to close the door when you leave."
Ling Ran didn't care. They could go or not. The climate in the mountains was cold anyway. If they could survive here for one night, it would be as if Ling Ran hadn't said anything.
After saying that, Ling Ran took Mo Wen's hand, and without looking around, he made his way through the crowd, opened the door to the living room, and slammed it shut, isolating them outside.
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