Mo Jiabao couldn't care about anything else. Just as he was about to argue, he was stopped by a small hand. Mo Jiabao looked down at Mo Ran, who was expressionless, and gritted his teeth and retreated.

Mo Ran smiled. Even though she was wearing much thicker than ordinary people, she was still very thin, with a pale face and a sick look on her face. Mo Ran always smiled, and her smile made people feel very comfortable.

But Mo Ran is inexplicably convinced. Mo Jiabao would rather endure than go against Mo Ran’s intentions. This may be...momentum.

Before he could speak, his momentum was superior. Under Mo Ran's eyes, the woman's artificial smile became more and more difficult to deal with. She was still wondering why this little girl was like an adult, so difficult to deal with?

"I didn't expect that my second aunt and Rongrong not only taught, raised, and also liked to joke. I have no relatives, so I naturally saved the reunion dinner during the New Year. But Uncle Fugui knew that I couldn't cook and was worried that I was hungry. He called me to go to the house for free for food and drink from time to time. I was already dissatisfied. My second aunt said this, which made Xiao Ran feel uncomfortable."

As soon as Mo Ran said this, the surroundings suddenly felt condemnation. Originally, the woman was Mo Ran’s relative during the Chinese New Year, and everyone couldn’t say anything. It was too shameless to see that woman. Don’t you understand bullying children?

The relatives from blood were standing in front of me, but they were doing things that were to take advantage of the situation, which was not as friendly as the neighbors. Mo Ran said this, and everyone felt as if they were mirror-like in their hearts, and they were worried about Mo Ran.

Aunt Fusheng couldn't bear to watch it, so she pulled Mo Ran aside, rolled her eyes to the woman, and said with a bad tone: "Hmph, Fugui's family is kind-hearted. Do you want to starve to death like some relatives who are heartbroken?"

Mo Ran photographed this aunt who had just met for a while, and instead comforted her: "Auntie, don't be angry, it's not auspicious to say about the New Year."

Aunt Fusheng looked annoyed, "Look at my aunt's mouth, slap, slap, boss, boss, boss, do you have any blame? Do you have any blame?..."

This little episode ended soon, and Mo Ran's second aunt did not dare to openly challenge under the condemnation of everyone, so she had to endure it, but when she left, her eyes looked at Mo Ran exactly the same as Mo Rongrong.

When he walked out of the alley, the general rushed up from the corner, and it was waiting here.

Mo Ran reached out and touched the general's head. The general jumped up and down happily. Look, raising a dog is better than the so-called relatives...

"Jiabao, just say whatever you want. It's so uncomfortable to hold it in." You can feel the entanglement coming from Mo Jiabao's emotions without looking at it, and he has stopped talking many times.

Mo Jiabao then said, "Mo Ran, don't care what others say. I just agreed. Could it be that I helped you, I have no other intentions. Really! My father and my mother really like you. My eldest sister and second sister have married. The two elders are so bored. You often go to see them, and they are happy! Just a few meals, don't worry about this little thing."

After saying this in one breath, Mo Jiabao looked at Mo Ran nervously. He was obviously the character of the eldest brother, but sometimes he couldn't control his nervousness.

Mo Ran smiled and looked at Mo Jiabao, "I was angry with that woman, Jiabao, why are you taking it seriously?"

Mo Jiabao breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help laughing, and slid his hair and said, "That's right, my head hasn't turned around."

"Okay, I guess Uncle Fugui and Aunt will not come back for a while. Let's go to your house first to prepare. Although I can't cook, I can still hold a plate."

"well!"

...

The meal was past two o'clock in the afternoon, and the people in the village were not so on time. After the meal, Mo Ran was kept for a long time. At almost five o'clock, it was a little dark. The two elders released the people and sent Mo Jiabao to take Mo Ran back.

The general also had a full meal, and was running in front of him. When the two of them were about to reach the entrance of the village, they heard a child crying, accompanied by a woman's harsh scolding:

"Why are you crying? I have said so many times that you should not run to the village entrance and you dare to be disobedient! You dare to go to the stage! Isn't it right for me to beat you? I dare to cry, and I will tell you dad to go!"

Obviously the consequence was serious, and the child stopped crying, sobbing and refuted intermittently: "I...I didn't go, it was Erdan... they insisted on going...going..."

The sound gradually drifted away, and Mo Ran subconsciously looked at a slightly dilapidated building in the open space behind the school. The building was very big, with bricks in blue and white, and it looked a bit old.

That was the stage that the woman called, but it was abandoned for a long time. The roof was broken several big holes, and the door and other things were gone long ago. The woman's stern tone seemed to be as dangerous as the stage.

"What's wrong with that stage?" Thinking of it, Mo Ran asked.

But Mo Jiabao's eyes flashed, "It's nothing, Mo Ran, don't ask."

Mo Ran was just a little curious, but when Mo Jiabao said this, she was very curious and didn't say anything. She just stopped and stared at Mo Jiabao.

Mo Jiabao was under great pressure from being watched, and he couldn't help but compromise, "Okay, okay, don't stare at me, I'll tell you, but I'll send you back first."

Mo Ran naturally agreed that it was even colder in the mountains at night, and her upper and lower teeth were already fighting.

The two of them quickly returned and left for almost a whole day. There was not much heat left in the room. Mo Jiabao threw off his coat and went to burn the heating. Mo Ran sat in the gas stove and roasted it.

After half an hour, the frozen body calmed down and the heating gradually became hot. Mo Jiabao boiled water well and poured it on Mo Ran before sitting down.

"Thank you." Mo Ran said. Seeing Mo Jiabao busy, she didn't want to refuse, but she couldn't. She knew too well that with her current situation, she would starve to death if she didn't freeze to death. Her body could only be maintained first. She could only tell herself silently that she would repay these kindnesses in the future...

"I'll be angry if you say that you won't say such a strange thing. If you do this again, I'm so angry!" Mo Jiabao pretended to be serious.

Mo Ran held the water cup. A man with a good temper like Mo Jiabao was really hard to be annoyed, but she didn't say it out loud, "Okay, let's talk about what's going on with that stage first, don't fool it."

Mo Jiabao touched his nose. He just prayed that Mo Ran would forget it quickly, but the result was contrary to his wishes... "I'm not not telling you, but I'm afraid you will be afraid..."

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm brave, just say it."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Mo Jiabao had to say, "Okay, then I'll tell you, do you still remember the crazy old ninth in the village? It was gone that night in Twenty-nine..."

Mo Jiabao was slightly surprised. Not only did she remember the man Crazy Laojiu, but she also saw that the old man was a lunatic and a beggar, but his life was also legendary.

In fact, he was originally called Master Mo Jiu, and his reputation was comparable to Master Mo San. He also joined the army with Master Mo San, and later he did a good job. I heard that the road leading to the outside of the village was originally ordered by Master Mo Jiu to be repaired.

But twenty years ago, he returned to Mojia Village alone, and he was already crazy at that time.

At first, the people in the village helped him, but he turned his family into a doghouse and often went to other people's house to steal things. It would be fine if he stole things, but he even shitted and urinated in the pot...

In short, it was just a destruction. The people in the village were so troubled that they were so hard that they were all guarding against him. They only occasionally passed by him when there were leftovers and leftovers. They didn't ask about the extras.

From then on, there was a crazy old man in Mojia Village and a missing one. Now, the crazy old man in Mojia Village is gone.

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Mo Jiabao: I must emphasize that although I am not the male lead, I am also very important!

Ermeng: You forced to appear on the screen just to say this?

Mo Jiabao: This is so important! As a non-male protagonist, I must hurry up and gain popularity before the male protagonist appears, otherwise by that time, will readers still remember Mo Jiabao by the Daming Lake?

(Ermeng’s psychological activities: Although your approach is useless to all the anthracites who forget all the sexes, I will not stimulate you)

Mo Jiabao: By the way, is your small theater short of people? I want to sign up for a small theater permanently!

Ermeng: I'm missing someone who shouts slogans

Mo Jiabao: What slogan?

Ermeng: Click even if you close your eyes!

Mo Jiabao:...
Chapter completed!