Amid the chatter of the surrounding crowd and the questioning gazes of Jiang Zhige, the old woman finally couldn't bear the pressure and chose to confess.

She did steal the candied haws, but she was taken home long ago and may have been eaten by her grandson.

The girl didn't scold the old woman, she just wanted to get her candied haws back.

So, knowing that it was impossible, the girl still followed the old woman to find her grandson.

Jiang Zhige hesitated for a moment and followed.

He is not curious to watch the fun, but this girl, the most gifted child he has met since he went out.

If there is no problem with the girl's personality and character, Jiang Zhige will bring her back to Tianyun Pavilion for training.

The two walked with the old woman for about half an hour, until they reached a relatively desolate area in the city.

The houses are old and close together, the alleys are tattered and covered with moss, the air is full of musty smells, and you can smell a strange stench every time you walk.

This place is very far from the city, and it takes at least half an hour to walk to the place where the candied haws are sold.

Not long after, the old woman led the two into a small courtyard. There was only a narrow thatched hut.

A six or seven-year-old boy with a runny nose was squatting in the yard, happily holding a stick to play with the ants.

The old woman had a tangled face and stood at the gate of the courtyard without making a sound for a long time.

The girl who was in a hurry to get back to the candied gourd didn't know why she was silent at this time.

After a long silence, no one spoke, but the boy noticed that the old woman had returned home.

"Grandma, you're back! I'm so hungry, can we not have porridge tonight?"

The boy hurried to the old woman, completely ignoring the solemn atmosphere.

The old woman stretched out her hand to wipe the boy's nose, forced a smile and said, "Aliang, that string of candied haws that grandma gave you before..."

Mentioning the candied haws, the boy immediately became excited and shouted, "I still have the candied haws, I want to eat them together when grandma comes back!"

He ran into the thatched hut and took out a bunch of candied haws that had already melted into sugar water.

"Candy, candied haws are gone..."

The boy choked in a low voice, and the snot he had just wiped came out again.

Seeing this, the old woman was quite flustered, and was about to explain to the girl, but she was interrupted: "Grandma Wang, you don't need the candied gourd, you can eat it."

"Nizi, old lady, I stole your candied haws cheaply. I am guilty, but the candied haws are still edible. In the future, I will pay you one more..."

The old woman said so, but when it came to compensation, she had no confidence.

The girl shook her head, pulled out a smile and said, "No need, it's just a candied haws..."

Hearing this, the old woman blamed herself even more, her eyes were filled with turbid tears, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look at the girl and Jiang Zhige.

For those who live at the bottom, Bingtanghulu is more than just a Bingtanghulu?

Before, the girl knelt in front of the yamen, crying heartbroken, but she saw it all.

The girl did not speak any more, silently turned around and left the small yard.

Jiang Zhige didn't make a sound either, and quietly observed the girl's expression.

The girl said it was just a sugar gourd, but at this time her eyes were red, and she looked like she was holding back tears.

Obviously, she didn't dislike candied gourd, only hawthorn was left unpalatable.

Perhaps because she was too sad, the girl didn't notice that Jiang Zhige was still with her, and walked home with her head down and holding back her tears.

Not long after, the girl stopped in front of a dilapidated house, opened the gate and walked in.

Jiang Zhige knew very well that the place where the girl lived was not far from the small yard, and in all likelihood, she and the old woman had known each other for a long time.

After walking into the house, Jiang Zhige found that there were actually more weeds in this house, and the house was even more dilapidated due to lack of bricks and tiles.

If you guessed correctly, the girl is not the original owner of the house, she just saw that the house was abandoned and sneaked in.

When Jiang Zhige retracted his gaze, the girl was already squatting under the eaves, her head buried as if she was crying.

Jiang Zhige quietly walked over and sat next to the girl, looking down at her face, he couldn't help but be stunned by his heart.

At this time, the girl's tears gushed like a dam burst, and it was a little inferior to describe her face with tears. She was clearly crying, but she resisted not letting herself cry.

It seems that even Jiang Zhige underestimated the importance of that string of candied haws to girls.

The girl cried for a long time, until she stopped the tears, she was still choking.

Since then, the girl has been so slow for a long time, and it has been getting late, and she has made herself look normal.

The girl wiped her tears hard, got up and was about to walk into the house, when she suddenly found Jiang Zhige sitting beside her.

"You, you are..."

The girl stayed in place for a while, not responding for a while.

She remembered that Jiang Zhige was the eldest brother who helped her in front of the yamen before, but she didn't realize that Jiang Zhige followed her all the way to the house.

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

Jiang Zhige sighed softly and asked without answering, "Girl, what's your name?"

Maybe it's because of her shyness. Even though she was in her own home, the girl replied timidly, "I, my name is Mo Yaya..."

............

"Mo Yaya? What the hell is this name?"

"Speaking of Mo, why do I feel that this little girl is a bit similar?"

"Damn, her surname is Mo, shouldn't she be..."

When the girl who heard the picture of light and shadow called herself Mo, many people in the hall turned their attention to Mo Ziyan.

At this moment, everyone discovered that Mo Ziyan had more sadness and reminiscence in his eyes than before.

Thinking of the rumors that the Devil Emperor met Mo Ziyan in his early years, it is hard for everyone to suspect that Mo Yaya in the light and shadow picture is Mo Ziyan.

However, in terms of appearance alone, Mo Yaya and Mo Ziyan in light and shadow can be described as a thousand miles apart.

When I first saw the young Nangong Rou before, the cute face of the young Nangong Rou was somewhat similar to her now, but the words "cute and beautiful" in the light and shadow are not at all related to the words "cute and beautiful", much less like being one of the top ten beauties in the world today. One of the purple smoke fairy.

.............

Jiang Zhige didn't bother about the name, and then asked, "Yaya, does that string of candied haws have a special meaning to you?"

Mentioning candied haws, Mo Yaya's expression became aggrieved and sad again, and she looked like she was about to cry again.

Jiang Zhige didn't say anything to comfort him, just stared at Mo Yaya quietly.

Mo Yaya held back her tears for a while, but in the end she didn't cry, and began to explain the candied fruit to Jiang Zhige.

After listening to Mo Yaya's words, Jiang Zhige was speechless for a while, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Mo Yaya didn't buy that string of candied haws for herself, nor did she shed those tears for herself.