Chapter 14: A Conversation at Dusk

"Well, this... Let's put it this way, the thinking of children of different ages will have different degrees of deficiency compared to the thinking of adults, to put it bluntly, that is, the thinking is immature, and doing things generally does not consider the consequences, and does what they want, and as parents, as adults, the decisions they make for their children are made after careful consideration and consideration of many aspects. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Parents make decisions for their children are generally for their children to be better, so as children should listen to their parents, of course, when the children grow up, experience more things, and gradually enrich and mature thinking, when parents make decisions for themselves, you can have their own opinions, sometimes the parents' starting point is good, but the decision is not necessarily suitable for themselves when they grow up. Kindness... Do you understand that?" explained Spark, staring at Mogar.

"Uh, uh... Not too clear. Mogar shook his head slowly.

"Sometimes it's hard to talk to your children, but in short, as a child, you should follow the decisions your parents make. Sparky drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and poured some more, he was not willing to pour it like Mogar.

"And what if that decision is something the child doesn't want?" asked Mogar, tilting her head.

Spark's eyes were slightly small, and he felt that something was going to happen next, but he didn't answer, and looked at Mogar quietly, waiting for his next words.

After a pause in his questioning, he continued, "Uncle Spark, you know, ...... two years ago."

Two years ago, in the same beautiful evening, in the castle complex of the Grant Imperial Capital Caro family, one of which was a small two-story castle, six-year-old Mogar climbed through the skylight and lay on the roof, looking at the twilight on the horizon, and closed his eyes when he was tired.

It didn't take long to hear the conversation of his parents, and the two of them sat on the wooden chairs in the garden in front of the castle, and when they suddenly stopped talking for a while, Mogar's father glanced at the roof before continuing to speak: "It's okay, this kid is asleep, hey, he is much braver than when I was a child, and he dares to climb on the roof alone." ”

"Are you asleep? Why don't you hurry up and take Xiao Mo down, what should I do if I fall down?" said Mo Jiaer's mother anxiously.

"Let him stay, if he doesn't even have the courage to get stuck in me... A member of the Luo family. ”

Mojar's mother was about to say something, but when she heard the word "Carlo", she suddenly fell silent, and when she saw his wife's expression of not speaking, Mojar's father was also silent.

After a while, Mojar's mother sighed and said, "Since the turmoil 20 years ago, the progress of the family plan has been broken and accelerated, or it won't be long before the plan will be launched, but now the children are still young, and there is no time for them to grow up and become strong with peace of mind, I don't want the children to be involved in this plan." With that, Mojar's mother glanced worriedly at the roof.

Mo Jiaer's father was silent for a while after hearing this, and then said: "Then follow the second plan, Xiao Man himself asked to join this plan, and the eldest brother also agreed, so Xiao Man stayed in the family, since Xiao Mo and Xiao Yi are not involved in this plan, then take advantage of their young age and send them to Mason Village, soon they will forget the life here, I will let Sparker follow and take care of Xiao Mo and Xiao Yi."

Spark's injury two years ago in order to save me has not healed, and he can recuperate with peace of mind, with his strength as a ninth-level warrior, and in a small village like Macente, even if the family plan fails, the two of them will not be affected in Macente Village, and they can... I can live carefree for the rest of my life. Let Arya ...... with Spark, too"

Mo Jiaer couldn't hear the next words clearly, and Mo Jiaer's heart was beating faster at this time, although his eyes were closed, he could feel a stream of heat swirling in his eyes, and his ears were all about what his father said just now.

Although Mo Jiaer is only six years old, most of the aristocratic children in the imperial capital will be precocious, which has a lot to do with the environment they live in, and Mo Jiaer is no exception, and he is far more precocious than other noble children.

He understood his parents' conversation, although he didn't know what the family's plan was, but he knew that this plan must be very important to the family, it must be very important to his parents, he wanted to wake up now and tell his parents loudly that he also wanted to participate in this plan, but in order not to worry his parents, he endured it and calmed his heartbeat.

It wasn't until the sound of his parents' conversation had died down for a while that Mogar opened his red, watery eyes, touched the corners of his eyes, and climbed into the skylight.

In the following days, he continued to struggle in his heart, and a month later, next to the carriage of the fourth-level demonic beast Three-Tailed Scale Horse, his parents, uncle, and aunt excused themselves to let him and his younger brother Yix live in the countryside for a while and experience rural life.

Only Ix was too young to believe it and was very excited, and at this time, Mojar finally decided to tell his parents what he thought, but when he saw his parents' smiles on their faces, his eyes revealed sadness, and he decided to follow his parents' arrangement!

Mojar smiled at his parents very sincerely, then waved his hand, walked to Spark's side in silence, greeted Spark, and shook his big hand.

Mogar's father saw Mogar's smile, his heart trembled, looking at Mogar who walked to Spark's side in silence, he had those happy and carefree smiles of Mogar in his mind, as if he was touched by something, and suddenly there was a feeling of emptiness in his heart, as if he had lost something.

Mojar's mother held back tears and looked at Mojar with a smile. And about to leave his parents, Ix's excitement disappeared, crying and grabbing his mother's hand, refusing to let go of anything, and finally let Jacks enter Alya's arms under the coaxing of his mother, Sparker took Mojar with one hand and his wife Alya with the other, nodded to Mogar's father and the other four, and then entered the carriage......

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When Mojael finished recalling to Sparky about two years ago, Sparker stared at the wine in the cup and was silent for a while, then let out a long breath and mocked in a voice that only he could hear: "When you asked me to bring the two of them to Macente Village, I told you that Little Mok is more precocious than ordinary children, and sooner or later he will question it.

A year after coming to Macente Village, looking at the two brothers who are used to this place and live here peacefully, I began to wonder if I guessed wrong, and now I see that I did guess wrong, it turned out that Xiao Mo already knew two years ago. Hey, it happened eventually, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. ”

Looking at the silent Spark, Mojal said again: "Uncle Spark, two years ago in the carriage, you looked at the silent me, and asked me what I was thinking, I didn't say, because I didn't think about anything at that time, I just repeated a determination that I want to live well with my brother Ix in the village of Macente and not let them worry."

After coming to Macente Village, in order to prevent myself and Xiaoyi from being bullied by other children, I began to exercise like the guard uncles every day, wanting to have a strong body like those guard uncles, so that I was not afraid of being bullied.

In the past two years, whenever I was so tired that I didn't want to continue exercising, I always told myself to persevere, I must persevere, and I couldn't let myself and Xiaoyi be bullied, but I didn't want to be strong, I could help my father and my family. After Mo Jiaer finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold back his tears and not cry.