Even if I didn't know much about Ling Mo, it wasn't hard to guess that there should be so many people who wanted to call him 'big brother' that there was a long queue, and there were only a handful of people he was willing to deal with. If it was before yesterday, I would never be able to scream, because Ling Mo's impression on me was simply terrible - domineering, strong, and most importantly, scum! If there was no Ling Mo, Zhen Zhen would not have to go far, since becoming a mother, I can completely put myself in the shoes of the baby's pain.

But anyway, it was Ling Mo who brought Xiao Yu back yesterday. When it comes to Xiao Yu's safety, I have taken this favor. I squeezed my fist slightly and took a breath: "Big brother." ”

"Good. Ling Mo nodded, "I'll take care of the woman surnamed Zheng." ”

"That ......" dog beating depends on the owner, that Zheng Momo has a lot to do with her mother-in-law.

"You don't need to interfere in this matter or understand it, I'm just going to tell you about it. Ling Mo took a sip of the coffee on the coffee table.

This man looks arrogant and domineering, and he thinks about things very carefully - if Zheng Momo is handed over to Jin Junchi, it is really difficult to deal with it, and I think it would be more appropriate to hand it over to the police. Ling Mo's meaning now is very clear, we will not interfere in this matter, he has full authority to deal with it, whether it is to find a back account or to intercede, he can only talk to him.

"Miss, it's time to eat. Aunt Wu put the clay pot on the heat insulation mat, lifted the lid, and the rich aroma instantly spread to the living room.

Xiao Yu sniffed and tilted her head to the other side of the table: "Granny Wu, I want to eat meatballs." ”

"It's not meatballs, it's chicken soup and small wontons. Aunt Wu replied with a smile.

"Then I'm going to eat a little ravioli. Xiao Yu threw the car in his hand aside.

"The spirit baby also wants to ......" The little girl also jumped up, "I want to be a little confused!"

"It's a little ravioli, not a little fool. I carried both little ones to the sink and pressed hand sanitizer on their little hands, "Come and wash your hands." ”

"It's a lot of bubbles. ”

"Bubbles are flying. ”

I pulled two pairs of small hands over to rinse off the foam and dried them with a towel. Xiao Yu ran fast, and while climbing onto the children's dining chair, he stretched out his little hand to Jin Junchi: "Daddy hug." ”

Jin Junchi put Xiao Yu into the dining chair and put a spoonful in his small bowl, "Eat slowly, be careful of scalding." ”

"Uh-huh. Xiao Yu held the spoon and carefully took a sip of the soup, "It's not hot." ”

"Eat. Jin Junchi rubbed Xiao Yu's hair. Xiao Yu didn't like to be coquettish and wasn't too clingy before, but yesterday he may have been really scared and became a little different.

I put two plates of vegetable salad in front of the babies, and Ling Mo was still sitting on the sofa: "Big brother, come and try the wontons made by Aunt Wu, it's delicious." ”

"Good. Ling Mo pulled out the chair opposite Xiao Yu and sat down.

Jin Junchi took a bowl of wontons and put it in front of Ling Mo: "You have to have three invitations for breakfast, and I won't be able to invite you alone." ”

"...... "Aren't these men always 'colluding' and 'embarrassed to act together', and today this is infighting?"

"You don't say anything when you eat, you don't say anything when you sleep, understand?" Ling Mo glared at Jin Junchi angrily.

"Xiao Yu wants to eat meat. Xiao Yu looked at the glutinous rice ** and clicked his mouth.

Ling Mo silently sandwiched a piece of chicken and put it on the plate in front of Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu probably had some accident to pick up the dish to him was Ling Mo, raised his face to look at Ling Mo, and muttered in a low voice: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Good. Ling Mo raised his hand and wanted to touch Xiao Yu, but he didn't know what he thought, so he picked up the spoon and covered up his original movements.

After breakfast, Jin Junchi went to the study with Ling Mo, and Aunt Wu made tea and sent it to the study.

"Aunt Wu......" The nanny and tutor took Ling'er and Xiao Yu to play games in the yard, and I sat in front of the window and watched. His eyes touched the gardener who had been busy in the courtyard, and suddenly remembered something important - Zheng Momo would definitely not end well in Ling Mo's hands, and Zheng Bo became a more difficult problem. Even if Zheng Momo is at fault first, parents always have the heart to protect their children. Don't blame me for being dark inside, I don't think it's appropriate to keep Uncle Zheng at home, but it seems even more inappropriate to dismiss him.

"Miss, what do you command?" Aunt Wu took off her apron and walked over.

"What about Uncle Zheng? Why didn't you see it today? ”

"In the morning, I heard my uncle's driver say that I was sent back to the old house overnight. "Aunt Wu is not very clear," Uncle had specially explained before that his daughter was not allowed to come to the house, and he just let people in yesterday. Otherwise, how could the young master be taken away, Amitabha Buddha is fortunate to have no bad pools......" Aunt Wu sighed, "If you want to say that Uncle Zheng is also a bad life, raising a child from a welfare home wants to have a dependence when he is old, this hard work to raise such a big one, a day of happiness is not enjoyed, but a 'late festival is not guaranteed', I don't know whether to go to the old house to do things, or retire......"

"Oh. I replied lightly, my heart was far from being as calm as it seemed - it was not surprising that Jin Jun sent Uncle Zheng away early in the morning, after all, he has always been ahead of me in his thinking, and Zheng Momo is not Uncle Zheng's biological daughter but I am very surprised. Judging from Uncle Zheng's connivance and doting on Zheng Momo, he is really closer than his own life, and he is almost the ancestor to give up.

Although it was close to noon, the wind was blowing and the sky was gradually becoming gloomy. I walked out into the yard and beckoned to the sweaty little guy running on the lawn, "Come back and have some water and play." ”

"Oooh. Xiao Yu led Ling'er and ran over, "Mom, don't you go to work?"

"Well, I'm not going to work today. ”

The little girl's eyes rolled slightly, and she shook my hand coquettishly: "Ma Ma will take us to the amusement park...... Go to an amusement park...... Okay, okay?"

I looked up at the clouds that were getting thicker: "It's going to rain in a while." ”

"Oh. The little girl pouted in disappointment.

"You guys, we'll go to the White Bear Paradise in the afternoon. "The weather wasn't great, but it was okay to go to the indoor playground.

"Oh yes, long live Ma Ma!" The little girl held the children's water cup and drank a whole glass of water, watching Xiao Yu finish drinking it, "The spirit baby is weird, and my brother is also weird." ”

"So what should I do now?" I pinched the little girl's face.

"Hmm......" The little girl frowned and asked her brother for help.

"Recite poems!" Xiao Yu picked out the "All Tang Poems" that his grandfather asked the babies to 'learn' from a pile of picture books.

"Which one did you memorize yesterday?"

""Mountain Travel" Zhang Xu's "Mountain Light and Physical State Make Spring Hui, Don't Wait for Light Yin to Return." Xiao Yuzi recited the first two sentences in a rounded manner, and Ling'er immediately followed suit, "Even if it is sunny and rainless, it will be stained in the depths of the clouds." ”

Ling Mo happened to come down from the upstairs and watched with some surprise as the little ones told me what this poem was saying in their own words.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yu said seriously: "The old man also said that he would teach us to write with a brush." ”

"Well, that's great!" I rubbed Xiao Yu's hair.

"Let's talk. Ling Mo spoke faintly.

"With me?" I was a little surprised as I looked at the man who had been transformed into a 'moving iceberg'.

"Otherwise?" Ling Mo's expressionless face finally showed a smile, and he pointed to the two little guys sitting on the sofa on the fingerboard, "Could it be with them?"

"Oh. I nodded, but what I thought in my heart was - if I could, it would be better to talk to the babies, because I didn't want to talk to you at all, I handed the thick book of "All Tang Poems" to the tutor, and followed Ling Mo to the courtyard.

Probably due to the low overcast weather, the yard was exceptionally quiet. I walked to the arcade where the wisteria hung and stopped, Ling Mo didn't speak, and I didn't plan to speak first, this silence made people feel even more oppressive.

"Where is she?" In the end, it was Ling Mo who spoke first.

Even though there was no preface or afterword, I rarely knew who Ling Mo's mind was at the same frequency, and I knew exactly who he was asking. But unfortunately, he asked a question that I couldn't give him an answer: "I don't know ...... either"

"Do you think I believe it?" Ling Mo's tone was very light, not like a doubt, not like a threat.

"Believe it or not. "Thin strands of rain fell from the sky, and the rain was not heavy but mixed with cold.

"I believe ......" Ling Mo's voice was extremely low, almost inaudible when wrapped in the wind, but his face was deeply lonely, "The weaker the person who seems to be, the stronger he will become...... She can't even give up her children, let alone other ......"

"You can knock a weak person to the ground, but as long as she doesn't want to give in, no one can stop her from standing up with a dusty face. "Yan Zhen is indeed weak, but weak people are also the most resilient, because she can endure things that others can't bear.

"I never wanted to 'knock her down'. Ling Mo walked straight into the rain, and the bodyguard walked quickly to open a big black umbrella for him.

In the misty smoke and rain, Ling Mo's upright back was indescribably lonely and depressed. Although I didn't know where Yan Zhen was, with Ling Mo's character, I thought he would interrogate me without giving up until he achieved his goal, and I was really surprised that he gave up so easily.

I shook my head, maybe Ling Mo didn't mean to hurt Yan Hao, but those scars were clearly there—should 'unintentional mistakes' be forgiven?

"What are you doing standing here alone?" Jin Junchi hugged me from behind, "Is it cold?"

"It's cold. I shrank into Jin Junchi's arms, "I wanted to say to Ling Mo just now, 'You just let Zhen Zhen go', but I couldn't say ......."

"Why can't you tell?" Jin Junchi pinned the hair hanging down the side of my face behind my ears.

"I thought I wasn't a party and didn't have a position to say it, but if I think about it, it's okay to ask for a favor for a friend...... I couldn't say it because he looked like it was already in pain. I shrugged, "I can't get a handle on another stab." ”