At this moment, Xin Siniang had already untied the very luxurious cloak just now, and there was no precious hair accessories on her head. She just put her hair on a simple jade hairpin and dressed up as an ordinary farmer's wife.

Perhaps it was a bit difficult to bring that bucket of water, and Xin Siniang didn't notice Lin Mo coming in.

After resting for a while, Xin Siniang tied her apron and wiped her sweat. Then she wanted to lift the bucket full of water and walk into the wooden house with smoke. Suddenly, a big hand suddenly fell on Xin Siniang's hand holding the bucket.

Feeling that his hand was suddenly held by a big hand, Xin Siniang was startled and with a "ah——" sound, she avoided a distance like a frightened rabbit.

He turned around in fear and wanted to look towards the bucket. When he saw who the person was, Xin Siniang's face changed slightly and she said in surprise: "Young Master Lin, why is it you? Shouldn't you be in the room for dinner with your wife?"

"Madam can accompany you at any time. I'm here now. I want to ask Si Niang if you are ready? I'm still waiting to kiss Si Niang, your beauty, and be a mandarin duck with Si Niang."

"Si Niang, I love you at first sight. My soul is almost hooked by those seductive eyes and your seductive voice. The sky is getting darker slowly. I have to reply."

"The flowers and snow turn around, the red bed hugs the bushes. The mandarin ducks dance with their necks, and the jadeite cage is full of money. As the saying goes, spring night is not worth a thousand gold. I am here. Si Niang, you have to think about it quickly. Time is not waiting for anyone."

When he said this, Lin Mo's face did not have a joking and joking voice, nor did he touch Xin Siniang. Then he helped Xin Siniang carry the bucket into the wooden house on the left where the smoke was emitting.

Listening to Lin Mo's teasing words, Xin Siniang turned red. She was thinking about how to answer Lin Mo's words, but she saw Linong carrying a bucket into the kitchen and immediately followed her.

He carried a bucket full of water into the kitchen, poured the water into the pottery water tank in the kitchen, and hung all the snow quilts on his body at the door of the house. Lin Mo sat on the bench in front of the stove and added firewood to set off the fire.

Entering the house and watching Lin Mo's skillful movements of adding water to the water tank and adding firewood to the stove, Xin Siniang's expression changed slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

"Mr. Lin, Si Niang, seeing that you are dressed in extraordinary clothes, you must be from an extremely wealthy family. There should be a group of servants and maids in the mansion. How could you understand this?" Xin Si Niang said as she added a little lard to the hot iron pot.

Without a direct question and answer to Xin Siniang's words, Lin Mo first reached out and picked up the hatchet and chopped the thicker firewood into two halves, and then put one of them into the stove. After seeing the fire stabilized, he put the hatchet aside, and then answered Xin Siniang's question.

With a slight smile on his face, Lin Mo said lightly: "No one was born rich and noble," he was not a family. When he was wandering around alone, he learned these tasks in order not to starve to death."

Lin Mo was talking about this. The daily trivial matters such as burning fire and adding water were learned by Lin Mo in the past from his grandparents who lived in the countryside. But when his grandparents died, they just went to the city.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Xin Siniang was slightly stunned, and then said in surprise: "I can't tell, Mr. Lin, you still have a period of unknown hard years. Siniang thought you were born rich and noble."

While talking, Xin Siniang turned around and poured a scoop of water from the pottery water tank into a basin, and began to clean the vegetables on the chopping board. She was also very skillful in her movements. It was obvious that it was not the first time she cooked herself.

After stabilizing the fire in the stove, Lin Mo, who was idle, smiled and said: "Actually, Si Niang, you are right to say that. I do live in a wealthy family. My father is a third-rank general who is loyal to the royal family of Emperor Dagan. "

Put the washed vegetables in a pan and stir-fry them. Xin Siniang said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin was the son of the third-rank general of the Empire. That Siniang was really disrespectful."

Another firewood was put into the stove where the fire became smaller. Lin Mo suddenly sighed: "But later, when I was eight years old, my family suffered a huge change. The whole family, along with the servants and maids, all 238 people died."

As he said that, there was a trace of sadness in Lin Mo's eyes.

"Where is my mother, I survived, but all my relatives died, just before my eyes, and I also watched my mother and father die."

When he said this, Lin Mo's tone was very plain and his face was very calm. There was no sad look on his body. Lin Mo seemed to be telling someone else's story.

And who knows that under this calm appearance, Lin Mo's heart seemed to be stabbed with a knife, his heart was pierced bloodily, and his heart was very painful, but it was not shown.

In that era, Lin Mo had never seen his parents since he was born, and his grandparents also died when Lin Mo just turned five, and they also died in front of Lin Mo's eyes.

Grandpa died of a heart attack, and grandma passed away not long after seeing his grandpa’s death. Lin Mo, who had no relatives, was sent to an orphanage in the city by the village chief.

After the soul passed through Daolin Luan, Lin Mo felt the warmth from his parents from Lin Boyang and his wife, but the good times did not last long. Three years later, such a huge change occurred in General Yunhui's mansion.

To this day, Lin Mo still clearly remembers the bloody night, the group of executioners holding butchers' knives, and the screams of General Yunhui's mansion, all echoing in Lin Mo's ears.

Revenge, as a driving force, drives Lin Mo to make himself stronger and expand his power step by step. The purpose is not to be anything else, but to one day, he can kill his enemies with his own hands to comfort the undead of the 238 people.

Now, Lin Mo has already known who the enemy is and all the layout has been completed. After returning to the imperial capital, Lin Mo launched his own revenge after the war and killed the master envoy behind the bloody case of General Yunhui's mansion with his own hands.

To this day, Lin Mo has killed all the accomplices of the bloody case of General Yunhui's Mansion in various ways. The last few accomplices of the bloody case were dead in Jiangzhou City where Lin Mo passed more than half a month ago.

Found that Lin Mo's eyes were filled with a faint sadness, Xin Siniang didn't say anything because she didn't know how to comfort her, but a trace of sadness also rose on her pretty face, as if she was feeling sad for Lin Mo.

The atmosphere was a little silent for a moment.

Although I felt sad for Lin Mo in my heart, Xin Siniang's movements in her hands did not stop. It didn't take long. The dishes that were steaming with three vegetarian food and one meat were out of the pot, and the last dish was fried.

After a while, Lin Mo came to his senses from the cold bloody night. When he looked up, he found that Xin Siniang's cheeks were a little sad for him, and a curve could not be helped to rise to the corner of her mouth.

After putting two pieces of firewood into the stove again, stabilized the fire, Lin Mo stood up, patted the ash on his hands, walked to the back of the stove, and suddenly hugged Xin Siniang's waist from behind again.

After being suddenly hugged by Lin Mo without any warning, Xin Siniang's face suddenly turned red and her body trembled in fright, but she had no intention of breaking away from the hug, but was still hugging her like that by Lin Mo.

From behind, Lin Mo said in his ear: "Si Niang, don't be sad for me, all of them have passed. Look at me, don't live a good life now!"

Let Lin Mo hug herself from behind, Xin Siniang made a little cold lard into the oil pan again, and while waiting for the cold pork to melt, she also started talking and laughing.

"I am not sad for you, Mr. Lin. The fourth lady just remembered some of her own things, and she is inevitably a little sad. You are just the first meeting between me and Mr. Lin. The relationship has not improved to that extent."

"Besides, Mr. Lin, you have three beautiful ladies by your side. You don't need to ask. Your current identity and status must be beyond the reach of several people, and there is no need to feel sad for you."

But when she said this, Xin Siniang's eyes dodged and her tone was a little strange. Her eyes and tone were as if she saw her husband taking a concubine, and she was angry with her husband.

"Oh, Si Niang, you are jealous." Lin Mo accurately smelled the jealousy smell in Xin Si Niang's words. The slightest rise of the corner of his mouth was indeed even larger, and the evil smile became even stronger.

At that moment, Xin Siniang's waist was tightened, Lin Mo lowered his head and kissed Xin Siniang's ears and whispered: "Si Niang, don't be jealous. Even if I already have a beautiful lady, I will love you very much."

The sudden kiss at the ear was attacked, and the blush on Xin Siniang's jade face suddenly became even stronger. She hurriedly stabilized her restless mind, snorted, and said angrily: "Who wants you, the disciple?"

But before the word "love" was spoken, Lin Mo suddenly interrupted Xin Siniang's words and said, "Si Niang, the cold lard has melted, the heat is almost red. It's time to pour the dishes and stir-fry!"

Hearing this, Xin Siniang gathered her attention and poured the cut shredded pork into the pot and stir-fryed. After the meat smell was fragrant, she poured the side dishes with shredded pork into the pot.

Just as Xin Siniang, who was still holding Lin Mo's waist from behind, was stir-frying the last dish intently, Xin Siniang reminiscent of what Lin Mo said last and couldn't help frowning.

No matter how I think about it, Xin Siniang always feels that Lin Mo's last words meant to tease her, "The fire is almost red and the oil pan is burning red." Is this allusion to her face being almost red and hot?

Seeing Xin Siniang reacting to the teasing intention in her last sentence, Lin Mo smiled slightly and did not give Xin Siniang the chance to question him. He immediately changed the topic and diverted Xin Siniang's attention.

"By the way, Si Niang, I heard from the servant in your inn, are you from Chu or a wealthy businessman?"

Knowing that Lin Mo was deliberately changing the topic to divert his attention, Xin Siniang cooperated very much, because Xin Siniang didn't want to ask Lin Mo if she was teasing her.

Is it necessary to ask this redundant topic? There is no need at all. Lin Mo not only teased himself with words, but also started to do it. This clearly means taking advantage of himself.

He calmed down his mind and still let Lin Mo hug Xin Siniang from behind, but the stir-frying movement in his hands did not stop at all, and he also started to speak at the same time.
Chapter completed!