"Ah? This brat actually has such a beautiful female colleague. Little girl, come and sit at home. He hasn't called me or his dad for a long time. He always says he's busy at work..."
Fu Yang's mother said as she took out the key and opened the door.
Mo Yuqi saw the bag in her hand and said quickly and sensibly: "Auntie, let me help you carry the food. It's not convenient for you to open the door."
"Oh, thank you girl. You are so sensible. What is your name?"
"My surname is Mo, aunt."
"Oh? Miss Mo, you have to tell me and Fu Yang's father later about this brat's performance in school. When he came back last time, he said he was transferred from No. 1 Middle School to another school.
"
Fu Yang's mother babbled and opened the door.
As soon as they opened the doors, they started shouting inside.
"Old man! You drink tea, read newspapers and watch TV every day. I'm exhausted even when I go shopping for groceries. Why don't you come out to pick me up? Be careful, I'm going to domestically assault you every minute."
Fu Yang's mother put her hands on her hips and deliberately pretended to be angry.
Then I heard a helpless voice coming from the living room: "Oh, here it comes. You don't ring the doorbell or knock on the door. I don't have clairvoyance and ears. How do I know you have gone home after shopping for groceries?"
A man wearing glasses and with a bookish air appeared at the entrance.
He has a typical temperament of ordinary intellectuals. He is very elegant and can be called handsome at this age.
Mo Yuqi found it funny.
I thought to myself: "No wonder Fu Yang is so afraid of his wife, and he can tolerate Wei Ke being so naughty. It turns out that his parents are like this too. It seems that the influence of the family environment is very important. I don't know if that cold guy will be easy to bully in the future.
Well. I should also learn from Fu Yang’s mother and Wei Ke.”
A shadow like a domineering president suddenly flashed in her heart. It was obvious that it was Wu Binye, the True Lord of Xuan Lei in Maoshan.
"Who is this……"
Fu Yang's father pushed up his glasses and looked at Mo Yuqi doubtfully. He was obviously amazed by her appearance.
"My colleagues from Fu Yang's school said that this brat hadn't been to work for a few days, and he couldn't reach anyone on his cell phone. So he came over to his house to check on him."
"What? I haven't been to work for a few days. Let's see if I don't break his legs!"
Fu Yang's father stared, a little angry.
Fu Yang's mother hit him on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, stop standing at the door and let Miss Mo come and sit at home? Let's talk about what happened to Fu Yang, that brat, at school."
So, the old couple welcomed Mo Yuqi into their home...
"Is this Fu Yang's home? Are these Fu Yang's parents? It's a very warm and happy family. No wonder Fu Yang practices a violent and domineering orthodoxy, but his personality is still very peaceful."
While she was thinking, she looked at Fu Yang's home curiously.
Very warm, simple and clean three bedrooms and two living rooms.
There was an inexplicable sense of intimacy in her heart. It seemed that not only Fu Yang's parents, but also the air here made her feel relaxed and comfortable. It was as if... deep down in her subconscious, she was supposed to belong here!
Sometimes, people's sixth sense intuition is very strong. Especially a woman's intuition - not to mention a female practitioner with powerful power.
In fact, at this time, Mo Yuqi was already more inclined to think that she was a child of the Fu family...
However, in addition to this illusory intuition, she also needs more evidence!
call……
Mo Yuqi took a deep breath and tried to stabilize her mood. A sweet smile appeared on her face to prevent Fu Yang's parents from noticing what was on her mind.
The three of them sat down in the living room, and Fu Yang's father and mother immediately asked about Fu Yang with concern.
This guy lied to his parents before and said he was a trainee teacher in school... Of course Mo Yuqi didn't know!
But fortunately, she was smart and guessed it from the few words Fu Yang's parents said before. So she followed Fu Yang's lies and didn't reveal anything.
But after hearing this, Fu Yang's father showed a puzzled expression: "That brat performed so well? I can't believe it."
Well……
Mo Yuqi was a little speechless.
It seems that he praised Fu Yang a little harshly?
"Old man! What do you mean? The son I gave birth to was supposed to be so good! If you keep talking nonsense, be careful of my domestic violence!"
Fu Yang's mother raised her fists and pretended to be fierce. Fu Yang's father quickly surrendered and begged for mercy.
Mo Yuqi covered her mouth and snickered.
"Miss Mo, it's almost noon. If you don't mind, why don't you eat here? You usually work at school, so please help me keep an eye on this brat Fu Yang."
"Thank you, auntie."
Mo Yuqi quickly nodded like a good girl.
She was just looking for an excuse to stay here for a while. But she didn't expect Fu Yang's mother to directly invite her to stay at home for lunch.
"Old man, clean up the house. I'm going to cook. Fortunately, I bought a fresh fish and ribs today, otherwise Miss Mo wouldn't have anything good to eat when she comes to the house."
"Auntie, let me help you cook."
With that said, Mo Yuqi stood up and entered the kitchen with Fu Yang's mother.
This made Fu Yang's mother very happy and kept praising her: "Miss Mo is so beautiful and so sensible. Your parents are so lucky! Alas, my Fu Yang brat is just lazy. He doesn't do much work at home.
I won’t do it either. I just thought, it would be great if I had a daughter.”
She was just talking casually.
But after hearing this, Mo Yuqi's heart suddenly trembled. An emotion that she couldn't describe arose spontaneously.
The two of them were busy in the kitchen, washing vegetables, killing fish, cutting meat...
Although Mo Yuqi has never done these things before, and has never even held a kitchen knife. But for a super strong person comparable to Liu Lu Zhenren, learning these things is as easy as eating and drinking.
Because, whether it is killing fish or cutting meat, in essence, it is to destroy the target. It is the same as killing the enemy in a battle of wits...
So she moves quickly and kills fish and cuts meat quickly.
Fu Yang's mother was a little embarrassed: "Oh my god, how can I let you, Miss Mo, do these things as a guest? Let me do it."
As he said that, he came to grab the kitchen knife in her hand.
"No, aunt, it's okay."
Mo Yuqi shrank with a smile.
Fu Yang's mother accidentally scratched her hand on the fishbone of the fish that had been cut open. A small cut immediately appeared, and a small ball of bright red blood gushes out.
"Ah! What a careless person."
Fu Yang's mother exclaimed softly.
Mo Yuqi also quickly put down the kitchen knife in her hand and held her hand with concern: "Auntie, are you okay? It's bleeding..."
She suddenly froze!
Blood……
That’s right!
Blood.
For ordinary people, it is actually a ridiculous thing to shed blood to recognize relatives, and there is no scientific reason. But for cultivators, the blending of blood is a real thing!
Now, Fu Yang's mother's hand was injured by a fish bone and bleeding. This means that there is a chance for a blood test!
Bang bang bang!
Mo Yuqi's heart was beating so nervously - she felt that she had never been so nervous even when facing all kinds of powerful and evil monsters.
"Auntie, do you want to bandage the wound?"
As she spoke, she gently wiped all the blood from Fu Yang's mother's wound onto her hands with her long and slender fingers.