34. Poisonous lotus, the stepdaughter of the Mo family 1
As soon as I got off the car, I heard a joyful voice, "Qingtian, you're here!"
Looking up, he saw the woman who gave birth to him, Mo Jiayi.
We haven’t seen each other for ten years, but the charm of the woman from back then still remains, and the life in a mansion makes her look not old, like a mature woman in her thirties.
She had a gentle smile on her face, the kind of smile that made Moji feel his eyes hurt.
Searching all her memories, she found that Mo Jiayi had never smiled like this at her.
Mo Jiayi walked toward Long Qingtian with a face full of joy, but then she stopped and turned her eyes to Mo Jiu. A look of surprise flashed on her face. She obviously didn't expect Long Qingtian to come back with someone.
After all, she was her biological daughter. Even if she hadn't seen her for ten years, she knew Mo Jiu's identity immediately when she saw Mo Jiu's innocent little face that was somewhat similar to her own.
At that moment, she stopped and looked at Mo Jiu with complicated eyes. Her feet moved slightly, as if she wanted to step forward, but she didn't dare. After a while, she hesitated and shouted: "Xiao Jiu...?"
Mo Jiu clenched his fists and his heart shrank, but he tried hard to maintain a beautiful smile on his face. He waved to Mo Jiayi as easily as possible and said, "Old Mo, I'm back!"
Today is grandma's death anniversary, and she doesn't want to make the situation too tense at this time.
Otherwise, grandma might not be able to feel at ease even if she is in heaven.
Mo Jiayi stood at the gate and felt relieved when she heard the girl's naturally familiar voice.
No matter how much he didn't like this daughter, she was still his own flesh and blood. It didn't matter if he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work when he couldn't see her. But when she stood in front of him alive, Mo Jiayi seemed to see himself twenty years ago.
He is also so energetic, but...
Looking up and down at Mo Jiu's clothes, Mo Jiayi's face became stiff.
But then she caught a glimpse of Long Qingtian, and Mo Jiayi's expression softened again.
In any case, Mo Jiayi will not have an attack in front of outsiders.
Mo Jiu and Mo Jiayi rarely had the same idea at this moment. Mo Jiayi took two steps forward, and the smile on her face became much more natural, "You kid, you are still so young."
"Hey, this is called cuteness!" Mo Jiu smiled and stepped forward to hold Mo Jiayi's arm, but his heart hurt again.
Thinking of ten years ago, the woman screamed at herself hysterically: "Get out! Get out! Don't call me mom in the future! If I had a choice, I would rather not give birth to you!"
From then on, the look of disgust in the woman's eyes became a taboo for a long time.
She would rather starve to death outside without living expenses than come back to ask for her charity.
The smile on her face got bigger, and from then on, every time I thought of her, she was called Lao Mo.
"I'm about to starve to death! Old Mo, are you going to help me? What are you going to eat tonight?" Mo Jiu twitched his little nose and pulled Mo Jiayi towards the room, looking very affectionate.
Mo Jiayi clapped her hand and looked back at Long Qingtian: "Qingtian, I knew you would come today. Xiaoli just heard that you were coming and was so happy."
Long Qingtian's cold face did not change at all, and he nodded, "Grandpa is not feeling well and it is inconvenient to come in person. Please let me help him burn incense for Grandma Mo."
The Long family and the Mo family still maintain a good relationship after so many years.
Every year, Mr. Long would come in person on the days when Grandma Mo and the rest of the Mo family were together. But in recent years, as the old man got older, he began to send his grandson to come on his behalf.
