Wow! Mo Xinnian wrinkled her nose and pushed Mo Zihao's hand away. The smile disappeared and a resentful face appeared. She glared at Mo Zihao: "Where did I say something wrong?"
"Haha..." Mo Ye laughed out loud, without any intention of blaming his daughter.
Ling Kexin also smiled and said: "That's right, Mommy will suffer a loss when she marries Daddy, because your Daddy only makes breakfast once a week. He is really lazy."
After hearing this, Mo Xinnian raised her chin proudly. Mo Zihao rolled his eyes at her, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "They are not married yet, be careful of mommy changing her mind."
Mo Ye, who thought he said it softly and had a good ear, heard it. He lowered his eyebrows, picked up the poached egg, took a bite, and chewed it. It tasted really good.
After swallowing, he cleared his throat and said seriously: "Starting from tomorrow, Daddy will get up and cook breakfast every day. After a while, when you come back, Daddy will show his hand and make you change your mind."
"Okay, okay." Mo Xinnian clapped her hands.
Mo Zihao looked at Ling Kexin who was smiling slightly, and said seriously: "Mommy, Daddy has made progress, don't forget to praise him."
This son is obviously helping his father.
Ling Kexin nodded, "As long as he does a good job, I will definitely praise him."
After the family happily finished breakfast, More Ye let the babies take his car to Mo's Manor. His car was parked far away, and a pair of babies followed him.
Mo Xinnian blinked at Mo Zihao, but Mo Zihao remained indifferent and continued on his way.
After getting in the car, Mo Xinnian asked her father: "Daddy, where are you and mommy going today?"
"To the country."
"Oh, is that far away?"
"certainly."
Mo Xinnian smiled, and when Mo Xinnian's car turned into the Xishan turn-off road and the wealthy villas, Mo Xinnian spoke again, "Daddy, stop the car, don't keep Mommy waiting. Grandma's house is in front of us. We
Get off here."
Mo Zihao put headphones in his ears and glanced at her with approval in his eyes.
"Why do we have to walk? There are still two hundred meters left."
"Exercise your body. The teacher said you must walk a hundred steps after meals." The reason was very good, Mo Xinnian smiled.
"Okay, my little princess." Mo Ye's car slowly pulled over and stopped. Mo Xinnian picked up her bulging schoolbag and quickly got out of the car. Then Mo Zihao followed and held her hand.
Mo Ye stuck his head out of the car and said that the weather today was not good and the weather forecast said it would rain, so he asked them not to play on the road.
Mo Zihao nodded, and Mo Ye saw that the gate of Mo's Manor was right in front, so he drove away with confidence.
"Brother, do you listen to me?" The Maybach drove away, and Mo Xinnian asked Mo Zihao again, as if she was afraid that he would regret it.
"Why should I listen to you?" Mo Zihao looked at her. She is really capable. The younger one makes the older one obey.
Mo Xinnian was stunned, "Brother, have you regretted it?"
"Listen to me this time, but you have to listen to me in the future."
"Okay." Mo Xinnian smiled.
After a while, they stopped a taxi and got in. Mo Xinnian helped Mo Zihao's earphones tighten up as if he was attentive, and then handed a note on his little hand to the driver...
"Uncle, just drive there. For safety reasons, don't talk to customers while driving. We won't answer any questions!"
The driver was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the beautiful dragon and phoenix, and then grinned...
Mo Ye had just returned to Zhuhaiyuan when he saw Ren Yifei pulling Ling Kexin out of the house. Both of them seemed to have dressed up. He asked them where they wanted to go.
Ren Yifei said: "There is a party at the Ladies Club today, and I want Kexin to accompany me."
More Ye immediately replied: "Okay, Xin'er has never been to that place, you have to take good care of her."
Ren Yifei touched her small swollen belly and said with a smile: "It's not that my husband doesn't care about me, but you didn't see that I was pregnant? You should tell your wife to take good care of me!"
Ling Kexin was very affectionate and looked at Mo Ye's smile with joy in her heart.
More Ye hugged her waist and still insisted on his point of view, "You Ren Yifei still need my wife to take care of you? Who dares to bully you with your temper? You have already tamed Gangzi into a five-star good husband."
Ren Yifei glared at him pretending to be displeased, then looked at Ling Kexin, raised her eyebrows and said, "I understand, you are afraid that your wife will be..."
Now that she understands, there is no need to say the next words, otherwise, after doing a lot of ideological work, her efforts will be in vain. In the eyes of those upper-class ladies, Ling Kexin can only be regarded as an ordinary commoner.
I took her there because I wanted her to see more of the world and let rich ladies and charming ladies know her.
When Mo Ye said this, he naturally knew that Ling Kexin might be despised by others or encounter something unexpected, otherwise he would not insist on taking good care of her.
"Just understand." Moor Ye smiled, looked back at Ling Kexin, raised his hand and touched the diamond necklace hanging around her neck. Seeing that she was dressed fairly and elegantly, he gave her an encouraging look, "
Wife, go ahead, leave Grandma Lu’s affairs to me. When you get there, support Yifei and don’t let her fall.”
He was quite a man. Ren Yifei glanced at him appreciatively and smiled.
"I've called the nurse. Qiao'er is answered by Master Liu. Er Ye, thank you for your hard work. When you get there, call me." Ling Kexin took Mo Ye's hand and said.
"Don't worry when I do things. As long as you are fine and happy, remember, your husband will support you in whatever you do."
"Wow!" Ren Yifei smiled at them. This man really doted on Ling Kexin. "That's enough, don't show off your sweetness, let's go." Ren Yifei pulled Ling Kexin away.
Watching the two women get into the car and leave, Mo Ye took out his mobile phone and called Chen Gang, asking him to send someone to the Ladies Club...
A taxi slowly stopped at Jiangbin Cemetery.
"Kid, we're here." The driver turned his head and smiled slightly.
Mo Xinnian looked through the car window, and her heart shrank slightly. What she saw were all high and low, gray tombstones, as well as trees mixed in between the tombstones. They were raging in the autumn wind.
Below, yellowing leaves were falling.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Mo Zihao suddenly raised his head. He had just finished playing a game and looked outside the car. His eyes flashed, as if he had just come out of a game dream.
However, when he raised his head, he was startled... omg! This is not an amusement park, but a cemetery.
She turned around in surprise and saw that the car door had opened. Mo Xinnian was standing at the door. Today she was wearing a Korean-style white top with a baby collar and lotus hem, a pair of tight black pants, and short black hair.
, blown by the wind, wisps kept brushing the tip of her nose.
"Mo Xinnian!" After Mo Zihao paid the driver, he got out of the car and yelled at his sister, "Why are you here?!"
I blame myself for trusting her too much, and I blame myself for keeping my head down and just playing games. She was speechless along the way, and he didn't pay much attention.
"Brother!" Mo Xinnian pursed his lips and held his hand, a layer of mist floating in his bright eyes, "Don't scold me, I want to see Xiaobo."
Mo Zihao was not afraid of anything. What he was most afraid of was coming to the cemetery and entering the haunted house. What's more, the sky was overcast today, the wind was so cool that it made your skin tight, and there was not a single adult in sight in the huge cemetery.
A strong brother also has a weakness, he is afraid of ghosts!
Mo Xinnian heard from her mother that she was only eleven months old at that time. One night, the nanny had to take leave, and she suddenly had a fever. Her mother hurriedly took her to the hospital. Seeing that Mo Zihao was sleeping soundly, she took her to the hospital.
He stayed at home alone.
In the middle of the night, Mo Zihao was woken up by a muffled thunder. They were missing. He cried, rolled out of bed with bare feet, and climbed to the top of the stairs, crying at the top of his lungs.
It happened that there was a thunderstorm that night, and the lightning damaged the circuit and caused a power outage.
In the house where he couldn't see his fingers, Mo Zihao cried louder when he heard the wind and rain coming heavily.
"Mommy, Mommy..."
"Sister, sister..."
His little hand touched the handrail of the stairs, and he stood up, but missed his footing and unfortunately fell down the stairs.
His hands were broken, his face was broken, and his little hands and feet were in severe pain. He ignored them completely and started crawling in the dark, crying, and the ground was wet with tears.
"Mommy..."
"Suddenly" a bright lightning flashed across the window, and the shadow of the tree stood upside down on the door. Mo Zihao was crawling, and when he raised his head, he happened to see the ferocious shadow, swaying from side to side, baring its teeth and claws.
"Ahh..." He was so frightened that he suddenly fell to the ground and cried loudly.
Ren Yifei received the call and when she and Chen Gang arrived, he was crying so much that he collapsed on the ground... From then on, there was an unerasable shadow in Mo Zihao's heart. He was afraid of dark rooms and ghosts.
Although mommy always wanted to train him to go into the "haunted house" in the amusement park to eliminate the shadows, he always left for various reasons.
Today, Mo Xinnian tricked him into coming here. Although this was not a man-made "haunted house", a child's rich imagination made it more frightening than the legendary "haunted house".
Because the dead people here are all over the mountains and fields, and the swaying branches are like the outstretched hands of every big ghost and little ghost. In addition, the wind is strong today, and the sound of "rustling" echoes in the mountains and fields, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
Last time Mo Yabo was buried, his parents were by his side holding his hands, and he was not afraid.
But today...
Mo Zihao looked at his little sister's face, which was getting paler and whiter, and stared at his sister's face with confusion, "Do you want to see Xiaobo?"
"Yes." Mo Xinnian nodded, holding his hand tightly, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, "Brother, don't be afraid, I am holding you."
"I...I'm not afraid." He said he was not afraid, but his voice trembled like the wind through the leaves.
"Brother, do you remember where Xiaobo is?" Mo Xinnian has never been here before. If his parents knew, they would never agree.
At this young age, Mo Xinnian is very emotional, kind and beautiful like an angel. No one wants to make her too sad, including Mo Zihao.
Seeing the tears on his sister's face, Mo Zihao suppressed the trembling in his heart and encouraged himself... Now that I'm here, I have to act like a man, I am a brother! I must make my sister proud of me.
Thinking of this, he looked around and pointed to a farther passage. The trees there were even denser, with green pines and cypresses, and many flowers were planted along the road.
"Let's go." Mo Zihao held Mo Xinnian's hand with his backhand.
"Brother, your hands are so cold." Mo Xinnian looked up at him.
Mo Zihao felt that this was very humiliating for a man, so he tightened his fingers and said, "Let the wind cool you."
"Are you cold?"
"Not cold."
"But you're shaking."
Ahem...please sister, be smarter when you should be smarter, and don't speak so directly, okay?
"The trees are shaken by the wind, why don't people shake? Your clothes shake more than mine." Mo Zihao had a stern face and averted his eyes, not to let his sister see his inner feelings.
"Brother, you are great! You will be able to walk into the haunted house in the future...ah!"
"Ahh..."
The screams became louder and louder. When Mo Zihao recovered from the panic, he realized that he was holding his sister tightly, his small body trembling.
It turned out that a big mouse ran across Mo Xinnian's instep, which startled her.
Mo Xinnian pushed Mo Zihao away, patted her chest, and swallowed, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Mo Zihao frowned, tugged at the corner of his clothes, straightened his face, and pretended not to care, "I advise you not to say this again. Do you think I am you?"
"But you just screamed louder than me."
"Stop talking!" The old man refused to give face and was troubled.
"Oh," Mo Xinnian held his hand again and looked around, "Brother, are you here?"
Mo Zihao stopped as he looked at a tombstone a few meters away. There was a very beautiful photo on the tombstone. The little boy in the photo was smiling. He seemed to have seen that he was alive and was standing in front of the tombstone waving.
Black hair, blue eyes, fair skin, a colorful shirt, a pair of black overalls...