When elders speak, everyone naturally wants to listen.
Everyone surrounded Mo Yunfeng as he entered the main room and sat at the dining table.
The brothers gathered together and felt that they had something to ask.
But seeing that the food on the table was almost cold, and looking at Mo Yunfeng's dusty appearance, the brothers tacitly agreed not to ask immediately.
The same goes for Mrs. Mo. Her son finally came back with great difficulty. Even if something big happened, he could not delay the family from having a good reunion dinner together.
After glancing around, Mrs. Mo spoke.
"Everyone, let's eat first. If you have anything you want to ask, we have a long stay at the New Year's Eve. You can ask whatever you want. It just happens to pass the time."
Mo Yunfeng also thought that those things were not difficult, and it would be okay to talk about them later.
"Listen to mother and eat first."
At this time, in the Mo family, apart from Mrs. Mo, the elder, Mo Yunfeng is the eldest among the brothers, and he also has more say at the dinner table.
Seeing that the tense mood of his family had eased, Mo Jiuye got up and went to the yard to light firecrackers.
Accompanied by the crackling of firecrackers, the Mo family's first New Year's Eve dinner in the northwest finally began.
The meals on the table are carefully prepared by the women.
Especially in terms of ingredients and dishes, because He Zhiran's operation is absolutely crushing the palace banquet level.
It's good to stay by the seaside. The Mo family's New Year's Eve dinner consists of eight dishes made from seafood.
In addition, there are eight dishes made of various meats, plus cold dishes and a few vegetarian dishes. The number of dishes for the Mohist New Year's Eve dinner has reached more than twenty.
Fortunately, the dining table bought by Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran was large, so it wouldn't be too big to place.
Even so, it's just plates upon plates, very compact.
Moreover, most of these dishes are made by He Zhiran himself, so the taste must be extraordinary.
In order for his family to eat well, He Zhiran also processed orange juice in the space. Men who like to drink go to Wuliangye, while women like them drink orange juice.
Since the family was exiled, they have seen a lot of rare things. They didn't even bother to ask about the origin of this sweet and refreshing orange juice.
With Ninth Brother and Ninth Brother and Sister here, they can get any good things...
At this moment, everyone temporarily ignored their concern for Mo Yunfeng and was completely immersed in the delicious food.
It has been almost four years since the news of Mo Yunfeng's death came out. He reunited with his family again. Unexpectedly, the food at home turned out to be so delicious.
During this time, he was out searching for the whereabouts of his eldest brother and second brother. He slept in the open all day long and never had a decent meal.
Especially today, in order to reunite with his family as early as possible, he started to use Qinggong all the way since before dawn.
A whole ball of water and rice has not been eaten, and the physical exertion is too great. At this moment, I am very hungry.
He no longer cared about chatting with his brothers, Liang Hao and others, he lowered his head and kept stuffing things into his mouth.
Ordinarily, as a young master from a wealthy family, he must have a lot of rules, and they are deep-rooted.
But in the face of so many delicacies, Mo Yunfeng simply threw all the restraint he should have into his head.
He thought he would be embarrassed like this, but when he raised his head when he was half full, he saw several younger brothers in the same state as him, even Liang Hao and others who were always reserved in front of them.
Seeing such a scene, Mo Yunfeng understood.
It's not that he is unreserved, it's that everyone is like him.
Therefore, Mo Yunfeng no longer had any worries and continued to feast like his brothers.
Not only Mo Yunfeng, but also Mo Zhongyuan, Mo Chuhan and Mo Jiuye had questioned themselves this way.
Later, the brothers completely discovered the reason why they were not reserved when eating now, that is, the food at home was so delicious, which completely destroyed the so-called reserve in their hearts.
The female family members were much more elegant, and their meal movements were not as fast as the men. Even so, by the time the New Year's Eve dinner was over, there were very few dishes left on the table.
The female relatives took the initiative to clear away the dishes and chopsticks, and then Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Yunfeng.
Mo Yunfeng's dark hair was already extremely dirty. Although his hair was not as messy as when he first saw it in Salt Lake, it was still covered with a layer of dust.
The beard on his face is particularly conspicuous, which shows that he has not taken care of himself for a long time.
Mrs. Mo couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she thought that her son used to be a clean-minded person, but now he was so slovenly.
"Yunfeng must have suffered a lot along the way, right?"
Facing his mother, Mo Yunfeng looked very respectful.
"Mom, you are too worried. Everything about your son is fine."
The mother and son had just said a few words when the third sister-in-law came over.
"Husband, look at how dirty you are. I just heated up the hot water. You go and wash it first."
It’s not that the third sister-in-law wants to compete with her mother-in-law, it’s because she understands her husband’s clean nature better.
If I hadn't been in a hurry for the New Year's Eve dinner just now, my husband would probably have gone to wash up immediately.
Mrs. Mo also had this intention, and said calmly: "Yunfeng goes to wash up first, and we will talk later."
Mo Yunfeng felt uncomfortable all over his body, so he got up and left with his wife.
The third sister-in-law helped him make a lot of changes of clothes in her spare time, whether they were undergarments, coats or cotton-padded clothes, and even prepared several pairs of shoes.
In less than an hour, Mo Yunfeng washed up and returned to the main room.
The door was opened, and He Zhiran was stunned for a few seconds.
Where is the same sloppy third brother here?
He looks like a tall, rich and handsome person...
The Mohist brothers are almost all over 180 in height and have well-proportioned bodies.
Needless to say about appearance, everyone He Zhiran had seen had a dignified appearance.
The third brother is now in his thirties and seems to have an air of calmness about him.
Looking at the third sister-in-law again, she looked at her husband with eyes full of love.
Mrs. Mo pointed to the position next to her.
"Yunfeng, come sit here, mother."
Seeing the third brother sitting down, Mo Hanyue quickly stepped forward and helped him get a cup of tea.
Mo Yunfeng knew that everyone had many things to ask, so after taking a sip of tea, he took the initiative to speak.
"I left at Salt Lake and went straight to southern Xinjiang.
When I entered the southern border, I discovered that many people there were good at cultivating voodoos, and the voodoo cultivators there were very low-key. They usually came and went like ordinary people, and it was impossible to tell who was the voodoo cultivator.
Later, after many inquiries, I learned that there is a holy place for cultivating gu called Simeng Villa in southern Xinjiang. They don’t know the real name of the founder, so everyone calls him Mr. Simeng.”
When she heard the word 'Simeng', Mrs. Mo frowned.
Her mother-in-law's strange reaction did not escape He Zhiran's eyes.