Chapter 222 Inspection (Fifth update)


    When Mo Hua returned home, he took out the gifts in the storage bag and handed them over to his parents for helping to keep them.


    Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua looked at each other and were both a little surprised.


    I don’t know when there have been so many monks who have friendship with Mo Hua, and most of them are people with status in Tongxian City, such as the Chief Secretary, Dianshi, family heads, elders, formation masters, etc.


    I can still receive so many gifts during the Chinese New Year.


    Once Mo Hua goes out, he brings some gifts back. If he doesn’t go out, someone will deliver the gifts to his home.


    Gifts of all sizes are piled up so much that they can’t even put them in the house.


    Mo Hua put down the storage bag and sat on the chair. He sighed like a little adult, "It''s so busy!"


    Liu Ruhua looked at it and laughed.


    Mo Hua said, "Mom, I''m hungry."


    "Save some stomach to have dinner tonight. I''ll get you some osmanthus cake first, just eat some."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    Liu Ruhua took the osmanthus cake for Mo Hua, poured another cup of tea, and asked:


    "Have you returned all the gifts given by others? Do you also thank me?"


    Mo Hua thought about it, counted it silently in her heart, and said:


    "I''m back when I need to go back, and I''m thanking you for what I need to thank. I can have a safe New Year."


    After that, the ink painting became much cleaner and there was no need to run around, so I stayed at home and waited for the New Year.


    Mo Hua still gets up early every day, meditates and practices for a while, then draws a few formations, reads a series of formation books for a while, and still practices formations on the Taoist stele at night.


    Ink paintings are used to accompany parents at other times.


    On the New Year’s Day, the family had a happy reunion dinner.


    Liu Ruhua made a lot of delicious food, but Mo Hua was so full of food. Then she sighed and took out the digestive pill given by Mr. Feng and ate two pills.


    "I am sure that he is Grandpa Feng, he is really foresighted."


    Mo Hua sighed in her heart.


    The next day, we will start to pay New Year''s greetings, and then visit the annual meeting in the evening, until the Lantern Festival. There will be lively annual meetings in Tongxian City at night.


    Originally, the annual meeting would not last for so long, but this year is quite special, with spiritual ore, weapon refining and alchemy, and Fushen Tower.


    The life of the casual cultivator is getting better and the spirit stones are surplus, so the year will be longer.


    Don’t need to work hard early on just as before. Just after the year is over, I have to start working hard to make a living.


    Mo Hua was also lazy and went to the street to stroll around when he had nothing to do. He also took the time to go to Fushen Building and saw An Xiaofu.


    The Fushen Building during the New Year was crowded, and An Xiaofu was so busy that he was not touching the ground.


    When Mo Hua saw him, he was sitting in the lobby, carrying a teapot and pouring tea with muttering water.


    But although he was tired, he became much more energetic and looked much cheerful.


    I just seem to be chubby and haven’t seen much weight.


    Maybe although he is much busy, he also eats more.


    After leaving Fushen Building, Mo Hua met Zhang Lan on the street.


    Zhang Lan is a family child and did not take leave during the Chinese New Year.


    He also knows people here, but he doesn’t have many friends, and the only thing he can really talk about is Ink Painting. So when he saw Ink Painting, Zhang Lan was quite happy and took Ink Painting to go shopping together.


    "Look at what''s delicious and fun, I''ll treat you!" Zhang Lancai said arrogantly.


    "Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Mo Hua said, then he said with some confusion:


    "Uncle Zhang, you are not young anymore. If you don''t get married and start a career, isn''t it good to play with me as a child?"


    "This is called not losing the innocent heart." Zhang Lan said.


    "Have you not lost your childlike heart?"


    Zhang Lan rubbed Mo Hua''s hair, "Whatever you say is changed from your mouth."


    Mo Hua covered her head, feeling a little dissatisfied: "You are called angry and embarrassed."


    "Okay, I can''t tell you." Zhang Lan said helplessly, then sighed, "What''s the best thing about starting a family and starting a business?"


    Mo Hua turned his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Are you escaping from marriage?"


    Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, "Why do you say that?" "Xiaofu told me that family marriage is important, and that the combination of spiritual roots is important, and buying forcefully... It''s not right, you can''t help but marry forcefully."


    Mo Hua looked at Zhang Lan and said, "You ran so far and didn''t want to go back. You probably didn''t want to be arranged by your family to marry a woman you don''t like, and live your life in depression."


    After Mo Hua finished speaking, he nodded, feeling that his speculation was reasonable.


    Zhang Lan sighed, "It''s right, but not all. I just don''t want to go back to the family."


    "Don''t you go back during the Chinese New Year?"


    Zhang Lan said seriously: "I am now the Diansi of the Daoting Department. I should maintain the stability of Tongxian City. How could I go back on such an important day in the New Year?"


    "Isn''t Daotingsi busy? Can you let you hang out like this?"


    Zhang Lan said unhappily: "I am also on a job, not strolling around. The Secretary of the army knows and will not say anything."


    "Really?" Mo Hua didn''t believe it.


    “That’s nature.”


    Mo Hua said "Oh" and pointed to Zhang Lan''s back, "The Zhangsi seems to be calling you over, and he doesn''t seem to know that you are ''working''."


    Zhang Lan''s body immediately froze and slowly turned his head. Sure enough, he saw the palm waving to him, with a smile on his face.


    The inspection of the officer is the custom of the officer.


    On such major festivals, the Chief Secretary also takes the lead in taking office and inspecting all directions to avoid gathering monks and causing trouble.


    Zhang Lan, who was lazy and wandering around, was caught and could only smile stiffly.


    Mo Hua was a little gloating. He was about to leave, but Zhang Lan grabbed him, "You go with me."


    "What did I do in the past? I''m not from Daotingsi."


    "You and I, go with you to inspect the department." Zhang Lan didn''t want to run away with the ink painting.


    "I won''t go."


    "How many monks in Tongxian City have always dreamed of, and they don''t even have this opportunity. You should feel honored to be able to accompany the Chief Secretary for inspection at a young age."


    "Then you have the honor to go there."


    It’s not that he didn’t know the Chief Secretary, and he also gave gifts to the Chief Secretary during the New Year. At this time, there is no need to force himself to get up.


    What''s more, the inspection of the officer is both dull and restrained, so it''s as if you are wandering around yourself.


    But before Mo Hua could run away, I found that the Zhangsi waved to him.


    This time Mo Hua couldn''t escape, so he could only sigh secretly and helplessly greet Zhang Lan to the front of the Zhangsi.


    Zhou Zhangsi Ben also felt that this kind of inspection was boring. Most of the elders of some families or sects followed him, falsely complimenting, smiling but not smiling.


    Dull and boring.


    Over the years, Zhou Zhangsi had already become accustomed to it, but he saw Zhang Lan and Mo Hua walking happily in the distance, freely, and still dancing with a look of surprise.


    Zhou Zhangsi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.


    So he waved, called Zhang Lan, and called Mo Hua, asking them to accompany him to stroll.


    Joy can be shared, and boredom can be shared.


    With Zhang Lan, a young man and Mo Hua, accompanying him, the inspection is naturally much more interesting, at least not as boring as before.


    Mo Hua looked at Zhang Lan sadly. If he hadn''t pulled him, he would have run away.


    Zhang Lan blinked at Mo Hua, meaning that you should bear it first and apologize to you next time.


    Mo Hua had to follow the secretary to patrol.


    Zhou Zhangsi asked about ink paintings from time to time, such as some monk customs, some monster materials, some pastries and snacks, etc.


    The ink painting answered one by one.


    In this way, Mo Hua was forced to be a part-time partner with Zhang Lan for a day, and accompanied Zhou Laozhangsi to walk around the street without any surprise.


    Zhou Zhangsi was very satisfied, and Mo Hua could only sigh in his heart.


    (This chapter ends)