My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

Chapter 333: Recognized a mother

Mou Shan took the trouble to explain to Zeng Jing.

It is impossible to tell that this person is knowledgeable and has a profound cultural background.

Zeng Jing wanted to know too much, and Mou Shan told too little.

It seems that we can only understand it slowly in the future.

After walking for a long time, I saw a village.

"Uncle, the fields are so far away, why are we still planting?"

"Because it's wasteland and there are no taxes."

"But the place where wild beasts roam is too dangerous."

"We won't plant any seeds this year. Your aunt is getting more and more sick and I'm afraid she won't have time to travel far."

"Is Auntie sick?"

"Ten years ago, my son lost his footing and fell into the river. He was found dead. Since then, your aunt has been mentally disturbed. I have spent all my money but failed to cure her. Now that her condition has worsened, I'm afraid there is nothing she can do to save her. ”

Zeng Jing felt soft in her heart. The tragedy of the world is that there is always injustice. Who can know the suffering of the people at the bottom?

Walking into the village, the people coming and going were very enthusiastic when they saw Mou Shan.

"Good man, are you back?"

Mou Shan nodded. It seemed that everyone in the village respected him.

"This is Zhuyuan Village. The people are simple and easy to get along with."

Another villager came over and said, "Good man, do you have any guests?"

"Junior, come and see my wife."

"Uncle, why are there so many mortals in the world of cultivation?"

"The world of cultivation has existed for tens of thousands of years. It is the survival of the fittest and it is common for cultivators to become mortals."

"It seems that my uncle was once a queen from a famous family."

"The ancestors of the Mou family are indeed a famous family, but it's a pity that they died in my hands. If I hadn't moved here ten years ago, my son would not have died, and my wife would not have died..."

Mou Shan's eyes were slightly red, as if he was talking about something sad.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

"Uncle, life is like a spring. If you are weak, it will be strong. Auntie needs your protection. We don't just live for ourselves. Men must be strong because we have responsibilities."

"Good boy, if my eldest son were still alive, he would be as old as you."

Zeng Jing did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Finally arrived at home, a courtyard with two entrances and a few tile-roofed houses. The yard was clean and clean. It was not the poverty-stricken place that Zeng Jing had imagined.

A middle-aged woman rushed forward and hugged Zeng Jing: "Son, are you back? Mom misses you so much."

The women have delicate features, fair skin, and even though their hair is messy, they still look pretty.

Zeng Jing's eyes were wet with tears, "Mom, my child is unfilial. I just came back to see you today."

Mou Shan was stunned. He didn't expect Zeng Jing to directly call her mother.

The three of them entered the house. The aunt was very happy and pulled Zeng Jing to ask questions.

"Son, you were kidnapped when you were two years old. Mom has been looking for you. You are finally back."

The aunt was delirious and spoke incoherently. After eating, Mou Shan sent her to the bedroom to rest.

"Uncle, your heart ailment still needs heart medicine. I think aunt can still save it."

"You know medicine?"

"I learned some witch doctor skills. Tell me what happened when your son was kidnapped?"

"That happened 20 years ago. My eldest son Moujin was picked up while playing at the door. I searched for him for several years but couldn't find him. After I had my second son, I stopped thinking about him."

"Uncle, why don't you let me pretend to be making money? Maybe it will be miraculous in curing my aunt's illness."

"But there's a birthmark on Xiao Jin's butt."

"It's easy to handle. Please tell me the shape of the birthmark."

Zeng Jing naturally has a way. Modern tattoos cannot be washed away with water. Who can tell?

The two discussed the countermeasures, and Zeng Jing asked about his condition in detail.

"Auntie's illness is an intermittent mental disorder. As long as the onset time is controlled, it can slowly get better."