Mo Hao's figure was sluggish for a moment, and then he ran up again, stopped a taxi and sat in.

Mo's Villa.

As soon as Mo Hao entered, he saw Aunt Wan sending away the family doctor.

Mo Hao walked over and asked Mo Kunyang about his situation, and then went up to Mo Kunyang's room on the third floor.

Chu Hong sat on the edge of Mo Kunyang's bed, her face full of tears, and her eyes were red but not swollen.

When Chu Hong saw her, he immediately jumped up and held her hand, crying so much that the pear blossoms rained, "Xiaohao, what can I do about this?" The bank issued a notice this morning, if we don't pay the money on Monday, the house will be gone." Are you going to let your dad sleep on the street then?"

"Your dad is old, and when the doctor came to check on him just now, he said that he had heart problems because of too much work pressure. He can't eat these days, he can't sleep well, he has lost a lot of weight, and he has been old for more than ten years. ”

"If your unruly brother has no money, how can he go to school? Alas, how did a good home become like this?"

She wiped her tears with a tissue as she spoke, during which she cautiously looked at Mo Hao's face, and seeing that she was still indifferent, she opened her mouth and continued to howl, "Xiao Hao, it's because I don't have the ability to make it difficult for you to be a person in the Qi family." But Kun, Brother Kun ......"

She seemed to be talking about sadness, but she couldn't go on, she just cried.

Mo Hao looked at Mo Kunyang, who was lying quietly on the bed.

In her memory, Mo Kunyang was tall and had a very loud voice, which seemed to be full of anger when he spoke, and sometimes he would shout so that Mo Hao's ears would buzz and his heart would thump lightly. Especially when I quarreled with her, the sound was like a thunderbolt.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no other villas within a 100-meter radius of the Mo family, it was estimated that neighbors would complain every day.

She hated Mo Kunyang's voice for a while.

But she also knew that Mo Kunyang had been in the factory for a long time, and he had to speak loudly to hear it. Over time, the tone of his voice could not be changed.

Mo Hao sighed, "Can you tell me the news of my mother?"

By saying this, she means she'll try her best.

Chu Hong was overjoyed, but he didn't show it on his face, "Only your father knows this, it is estimated that if your father can't wake up, the news of your sister will ......."

She looked embarrassed and guilty.

Mo Hao was full of tiredness, and at this time he threatened her to hand over money with one hand and news with the other.

Mo Hao only stayed at the Mo family for a short time before leaving.

Taking a taxi back to Fengxia Villa, she sat on the sofa, how to raise five million?

It wasn't until he heard the familiar footsteps of "tuk tuk ......" that Mo Hao suddenly realized that he had maintained one movement and sat until dark.

Turn your head back to look.

It's really Jinsheng.

He ran to her steps, his head rubbing against the crook of her knee, his little face slightly tired.

Mo Hao picked him up.

Jinsheng immediately lay on her neck.

"Where have you been today, why is Xiaojin so tired?"

Qi Yuming snorted coldly and sneered: "If you really care so much, what are you doing running so fast in the morning?"

Mo Hao: "......" She wondered if she should call Uncle Qi first when she asked in the future.

After Qi Yuming choked her, he turned his wheelchair and entered the study.

Mo Hao hugged Jinsheng back to the room, bathed him, and coaxed him to sleep before returning to the room.

Because of the five million incident, Mo Hao hadn't slept well for several nights, and she almost kept her eyes open until dawn this night.

The next day was Sunday, but Mo Hao still had no clue, she pinched her mobile phone and wanted to call Qin Fengyang several times, but every time she dialed out, and hung up before she could get through.

Repeating this five times, she tossed her phone aside.

The sun went from strong to weak, and time passed minute by minute, but she didn't think of anything, and her heart became more and more anxious.

At dinner, Qi Yuming frowned suddenly after tasting sweet and sour carp. After tasting other dishes on the table, his face became more and more gloomy, and he finally dropped his chopsticks.

"Mo Hao, are you dizzy with old eyes? I can't tell the difference between sugar and salt?"

Mo Hao's soul seemed to have returned to his body at this time, and after tasting all the dishes one by one, he frowned, "I'll do it again." ”

Qi Yuming snorted, "You did it on purpose!"