Mo Xiaodie, who was a little sad thinking about Er Bao, was amused by his expression.
He poked his little head lightly: "You are such a little brat. How do you talk?"
Mo Zili laughed "hehe".
"Auntie, am I right? Everyone would find quadruplets strange and incredible these days, not to mention that you are ninets! And eight of the ninets survived."
After he finished speaking, he tilted his little head, looked at Mo Xiaodie curiously, and said childishly: "Auntie, where is your ninth baby? Did he die at birth?"
His words reminded Mo Xiaodie of Erbao again.
She looked sadly at the lights of thousands of houses on the other side of the Baishui River, and her voice was lonely and sentimental.
"You should have seen the news. My children were bought by Ye Lanxi to the human trafficker Aunt Mei when they were just one month old."
"When Erbao was born, he was the healthiest, cutest and the funniest of the nine children. However, after he was bought by a trafficker, he suffered inhuman abuse. The other party divorced her because of her husband, in order to vent her anger.
, whipped him severely with a whip all night, and finally threw him into the kennel to feed the dogs."
Mo Xiaodie had always been unwilling to think about Er Bao's tragic and heart-wrenching experiences, and she was unwilling to mention them. But today, for some unknown reason, she told all this to Mo Zili.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Mo Zili clenched his little fists, and his little face was full of anger: "What, aunt, what did you say, that there are such vicious people in this world?"
"It's best not to let me meet this kind of person. If I do, I'll beat her to death."
His angry look was a bit cute in Mo Xiaodie's eyes, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to gently caress Mo Zili's monster-like little face.
"Auntie's second child looks very similar to you. He is very handsome and good-looking."
Looking at Mo Zili, Mo Xiaodie's tears couldn't help but fall down.
"Auntie, why are you crying?"
For some reason, when he saw Mo Xiaodie's tears, Mo Zili suddenly felt very sad. He actually wanted to cry too.
When she asked this question, Mo Xiaodie felt even sadder, and more and more tears flowed down her eyes.
Mo Zili was a little overwhelmed. He quickly took out a tissue from his backpack and stretched out his little hand to wipe Mo Xiaodie's tears.
He didn't want to see the aunt in front of him, who gave him a warm feeling, cry. He just wanted to see her smile, and see her fight the bad guys bravely like a gangster.
"Auntie, stop crying, let me sing you a song!"
In order to help Mo Xiaodie get over her sadness as soon as possible, Mo Zili put down his backpack and started singing and dancing in front of her.
After professional training, although his voice is immature, his voice and color are very pure. He also dances very well.
He sang his famous and humorous song "Trouble at Seven Years Old" to Mo Xiaodie.
They were only ten meters away from Liu Zixia's food stall.
Because the food stall has just opened, it is sometimes very busy, and Liu Zixia's father's legs are just right and it is not easy to stand for too long. Therefore, Liu Zixia and Lu Chenyu will come over to help after get off work.
Although Mo Zili's voice was not loud, his singing and dancing still attracted Lu Chenyu's attention.
Mo Zili, this time, he was 100% sure that the little boy not far away was the young child star, Mo Zili, who many people in their company wanted to sign.
Lu Chenyu was a little excited, put down the things in his hands, and rushed over in a few steps.
"Mo Zili."
After rushing over, Lu Chenyu directly grabbed Mo Zili, who was concentrating on dancing to Mo Xiaodie to drive away her sadness.
Mo Xiaodie and Mo Zili.
One is concentrating on dancing and singing seriously.
One is tilting his head, admiring it thoughtfully.
Lu Chenyu's sudden appearance shocked both of them.
Mo Zili saw that he seemed to have seen a ghost, so he kicked him hard in the leg, then broke away from his greasy hand and jumped to the side.