As soon as Mo Shangyun talked to his uncle and Mo Linzhu on the phone, he heard the sound of the door lock being opened.
She looked at the entrance following the sound.
Soon, I saw Yan Tianxing walking out of the entrance hall, carrying a packed lunch box in my hand.
“What to eat?”
After putting away his phone, Mo Shangyun asked.
Seeing her natural appearance, Yan Tianxing, who had been walking to the dining table without looking at her, had a brief pause.
Finally, three words were squeezed out from the gap between the teeth, "Look at it yourself."
"……oh."
Mo Shangyun glanced at him for no reason.
The anger hasn't subsided yet?
She, a poor ghost, didn't even bother with him.
mean.
As he muttered in his heart, Mo Shangjun picked up his crutch, stood up from the sofa, and walked slowly towards the dining table.
When Yan Tianxing opened the lunch box bag, Mo Shangyun pulled out a chair next to the dining table, and then sat down first without hesitation.
Yan Tianxing didn't care about her either, so he put the dishes one by one and then put two portions of rice in front of each other.
Mo Shangyun took a look at a few dishes.
Three dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetable, which is better than imagined.
He picked up the disposable chopsticks, Mo Shangyun broke it apart with his hand, then looked at Yan Tianxing on the side and said, "Someone will pick me up tomorrow morning."
Yan Tianxing paused with chopsticks and then asked: "Who?"
"My uncle."
Mo Shangyun replied casually.
After breaking the chopsticks apart, Yan Tianxing looked at her deeply, but didn't say anything.
However, after two minutes, Yan Tianxing's brows frowned again when he noticed Mo Shangyun who only ate meat and didn't touch a single chopstick.
"Aren't you not picky about food?" Yan Tianxing asked in a deep voice.
With his left finger against his chin, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows lightly, with a bit of intentional anger, "Sorry, people who live a delicate life prefer to be picky about food."
Yan Tianxing had a calm face and picked up a chopstick and put it in her bowl.
"Pretty is not self-love, eat!" Yan Tianxing almost used a tone of order at work.
"I don't love myself?" Mo Shangyun narrowed her eyes.
"People who love themselves will not eat cold steamed buns in winter." Yan Tianxing replied coldly.
When talking about this, Yan Tianxing was so angry that he was so angry.
This woman has the capital to live high and has to make herself die.
I am afraid of trouble and trouble others. I can only behave like a job and can only make myself disabled in other aspects. Being able to live healthy until now is God's special favor for her.
I really don't bother with her.
He picked up a green bean and put it in his mouth. Mo Shangyun ate it with wax until he swallowed it. He suddenly asked the people around him, "Yan Tianxing, do you have faith?"
After a slight pause, Yan Tianxing didn't even raise his head, and answered very decisively, "No."
Looking at him with great interest, Mo Shangyun chuckled and asked, "Aren't people without faith tired of living?"
"Living easier than you."
Lifting up his eyelids, Yan Tianxing was urging her and he did not hide his contempt.
Mo Shangyun was choked by him and simply lost interest in discussing with him. He grabbed another green bean and put it in his mouth.
I have to say that these green beans are really unpalatable.
Mo Shangyun finished eating one by one.
After she finished eating, not only did the food get cold, but Yan Tianxing also put down the bowls and chopsticks.
After scanning her eyes and eating, she became slow to eat. Yan Tianxing had a gloomy face and didn't say anything, and walked directly to the sofa.
He turned on the TV and watched military news.
Mo Shangyun continued to eat his own meal.
After several minutes, Mo Shangyun finally finished eating, wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and then called Yan Tianxing, "Captain Yan, come and collect the garbage."
Yan Tianxing, who had no intention of reading the news, heard this voice and suppressed his anger and looked up.
However, Mo Shangyun didn't even give him a chance to refute, so he picked up his crutch and came here slowly.
Yan Tianxing glanced at her legs that were tied like rice dumplings and forced herself to endure it.
I got up, passed by Mo Shangyun, and went to clean up the dishes.
Mo Shangyun curled her lips and smiled, sat on the sofa, and took the remote control.
I wanted to change the channel, but a familiar face appeared in the military news. Mo Shangjun thought about it and put down the remote control.
Well, the second uncle...
Political commissar of a group army in the Beijing Military Region.
She doesn't contact these elders very much because they... are very busy, very busy.
When I was a child, I could only meet them during the Chinese New Year. After I grew up, it was normal that I only met them once every two or three years.
Therefore, if you encounter something, you rarely think of them in general.
although--
The relationship between their big family is indeed beyond imagination.
While thinking, a glass of water was suddenly handed over to him. Mo Shangyun came back to her senses after realizing it, glanced at Yan Tianxing standing beside her, and took the water cup.
After drinking one-third of the drink, she put the water cup on the coffee table.
Walking past her, Yan Tianxing sat down beside her.
For half an hour, there was no communication between the two.
Until Mo Shangyun's cell phone rings.
"mom."
Scandidly, Mo Shangjun answered.
"Is there anything to ask me for?"
As always, Ms. Cen went straight to the point, not even giving a word of nonsense.
"I want to ask where my dad is." Mo Shangyun answered truthfully.
"He was on a business trip and probably didn't bring his cell phone." Cen Shin said, "What are you looking for him to do?"
Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun said seriously: "Exchange the relationship between father and daughter."
“…”
Cen Wei was surprisingly unable to answer the words.
How many times can I call my elders in the whole year? Can I still have the idea of communicating my relationships?
Just tell me!
"come on."
Cen Wei symbolically encouraged her and then hung up the phone.
Feeling that Cen Wei was very unhappy to communicate with her mother and daughter's relationship with her, Mo Shangyun glanced at her phone speechlessly. (To be continued)