The "I don't want to eat" that rushed to my mouth was swallowed, my hand was lowered from under the bookcase, a faint smile was pulled on my lips, and I nodded, motioning for her to come over.

A flash of joy flashed in Mo Xuetong's eyes, and he laboriously put down the food box in front of the bookcase, stretched out his hand to put aside the books piled up on the bookcase for Mo Huawen, and sorted some case files into the grid on the side of the bookcase, where some official documents that Mo Huawen dealt with every day.

"Father, this is a few boxes of snacks sent by my grandmother last night, and when my father sleeps at night, Hitomi will not come to disturb me, so I put it to this day, so it is best to make people warm up, and it is best to eat with porridge, father, taste the porridge made by Hitomi is delicious, but don't waste my daughter's mind." Seeing that although Mo Huawen's expression was faint, he did not reject his approach, Mo Xuetong breathed a sigh of relief, opened the food box, and took out a small plate of dim sum.

There are Mohuawen's favorite crispy duck, lily crisp, drunken fish, pickled cucumber, and cool tofu....... There is also a large pot of white porridge that looks like it makes people appetize, take the empty bowl on the side and hold a bowl of white porridge for Mo Huawen, and put it in front of Mo Huawen, Mo Xuetong has regained her composure at this time, and looked up with a smile and said: "Father, you taste it, this white porridge is made by Hitomi, I don't know if it tastes good?"

Under Mo Xuetong's expectant expression, Mo Huawen picked up the bowl and drank a sip of white porridge, not thin or thin, not hot or cold, it was really good, Mo Huawen couldn't help but look at Mo Xuetong twice, seeing that she saw that she drank two mouthfuls of porridge, her eyebrows and eyes were bent with joy, and she felt inexplicably guilty in her heart.

"Tong'er ......" Mo Huawen put down the porridge bowl in his hand, his face was heavy, and his eyes were clearly filled with guilt and love.

"Father, Hitomi's porridge is good, if it's not good, Hitomi will improve it in the future, anyway, Hitomi wants to eat it herself, and eating it with her father is Hitomi's favorite. Mo Xuetong's mischievous Chong Mo Huawen blinked, as if he couldn't sense the heaviness of the atmosphere in the room at all, and said something else by the left and right.

It is really not learned to cook and cook food during that time in Yuncheng, even if the Qin family doesn't like her very much, the necessary decency is still given to her, and it is impossible for her to cook by herself, besides, Mother Xu is always by her side, what she wants to eat is not a matter of words, and she can't work by herself.

After marrying Sima Lingyun in his previous life, his mean mother asked Mo Xuetong to personally serve her in order to suppress Mo Xuetong, in order to make a delicious meal that was in line with Mrs. Zhenguohou, Mo Xuetong didn't know how many tears she secretly shed and how many times her hands were burned, but every time it was just Sima Lingyun who said something indifferently, next time she should be careful, and she won't say a word more.

I used to think that he was taking care of his mother, and it was hard to say anything, but now I understand that he doesn't care about himself at all, and how can he care about whether he is hurt or not.

Thinking of these, her eyes couldn't help but feel a trace of coldness, she was reborn in this life, she was revenged, and she would not let go of any of the people who killed her in her previous life and were burned by fire.

"Tong'er is very delicious, but don't do it in the future, there are so many maids and women who don't let them, why do you still ask Tong'er to cook, what are you still raising them to do, you just came to the capital, and you are not familiar with the ladies in the capital, you should contact more contact, but don't be bored at home and drill in the kitchen." Mo Huawen involuntarily stretched out his hand and touched her head dotingly, looking at his daughter's smiling bright face, his sulkness disappeared a lot for a while, and he picked up the chopsticks on the side and ate it in a big gulp.

Looking at Mo Hua Wenci and his concerned face, Mo Xue Tong collected her mood and smiled.

Served a small bowl of white porridge for himself, sat at the bottom of Mo Huawen, and accompanied him to eat! The two of them followed the characteristics of eating without saying a word and sleeping without speaking, and ate slowly, for a while there was only the sound of dining in the room, and it was very calming in peace, and the dullness in Mo Huawen's heart was eased in this peace.

After a while, Mo Huawen ran out, Mo Xuetong put down the bowl at the opportunity, went to the door and called Mo Yu to clean up the food box, Mo Huawen's little guy soaked two cups of Longjing, and after helping Mo Yu clean up the dishes and chopsticks together, he quietly retreated.

"Tong'er, do you remember the four big girls around your mother, the ones called Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter?" Mo Huawen raised his hand and picked up a cup of tea, took a sip and asked with a heavy face.

The four big girls around her mother, Mo Xuetong naturally remembered, but she didn't know what Mo Huawen meant when she asked at this time, so she nodded puzzledly and said: "There are a few of them in the Spring Festival, and Tong'er naturally remembers that they serve their mothers very well, and Qian'er Tong'er also asked Mama Ming about them, and I heard that it is still not good." ”

Yingchun crashed and died on his mother's coffin, Xiangqiu also died of illness soon after, Hexia was gone, and the last snow winter was there, but he was crazy, and he couldn't even recognize his relatives.

"When your mother died, were they all in front of you?" Mo Huawen's face was very heavy, and his voice unconsciously lowered and slowed down, but even so, Mo Xuetong could still feel the slight tremor in his words, what happened back then was what Mo Xuetong had been trying to figure out, and he was slightly excited by Mo Huawen, and bit his lip.

"Father, why didn't you send your mother at that time?" This sentence she has always wanted to ask, from the previous life to this life, but has not been able to find a suitable opportunity, at this time was infected by Mo Huawen's emotions, I only felt that not to mention it in my heart, astringent pain, it was because of this reason that caused the birth of father and daughter, I used to think that Mo Huawen was the most unqualified husband, father, but after this period of events, Mo Xuetong had to re-examine his father.

After arriving in the capital, Mo Huawen's love for himself is really real, even Mo Xuemin, who has always been valued, is also because of his own back, sometimes looking at himself, his father's eyes clearly reveal his longing for his mother, how can such a father really be so fortunate that he is so happy! He didn't even want to see his mother for the last time?

"At that time, I was...... There is really something to deal with in Aunt Fang's yard...... I don't know if your mother will suddenly be unable to hold on...... Although your mother's health is not good, it can't be so bad...... They can't even wait for me for hours...... Your mother, your mother is ......" Who said that men don't shed tears, but when they were sad, Mo Huawen clenched the corner of the table tightly with both hands, for fear that he would show his weak side in front of his daughter.

He regrets the events of that day now when he thinks about it, if he had known that she was so serious...... Why did Luo Xia die at a young age...... I don't know if he is stupid or stupid, he has been married for so many years, and he doesn't know anything...... Thinking of the love between husband and wife for so many years, how can this not make Mo Huawen grief when he thinks about it.

The morning sun shone in through the window, shining on Mo Huawen's sad face, the corners of his eyes jumped with bright reflections, and the wry smile on the corners of his lips had the pain of not being able to break free, such Mo Huawen was beyond Mo Xuetong's imagination, her heart suddenly thumped and jumped, and she suddenly found some important things that she had ignored before.

"Father, how did my mother die?" The low voice trembled uncontrollably, her lips instantly turned pale, and the hand that pressed the bookcase was clear because of the force, and a voice in her heart told her again and again that there was a problem with her mother's death, and it was not just Aunt Fang's problem, otherwise her father would have dealt with Aunt Fang a long time ago, even if she didn't deal with her, she couldn't take her with her, in her previous life, she only knew that her mother died of illness, so she had no complaints.

In this life, she thought that her mother was killed by Aunt Fang, so she hated!

But now, she actually found out that there was another problem in this, and this problem made her father secret, unable to say everything! What is the reason, she desperately wants to know, and forcibly suppresses the painful palpitations in her heart, expecting Mo Huawen to give her an answer.

Seeing her daughter's immature little face floating with a painful color, seeing that she trembled in panic, her face was as white as paper, but she still held on to the bookcase and didn't let herself fall, Mo Huawen took a deep breath and made a decision: "Tong'er, your mother died of illness, it was your father's bad luck, I didn't have time to see your mother for the last time, you don't have to investigate this matter again, my father asked you, did you let Yingchun's death be beaten?"

He would never tell Tong'er about that incident, Luo Xia wouldn't say it, he wouldn't mention it, just be a simple Miss Mo family!

Yingchun's death?How did Yingchun die?Didn't she die in front of her mother's coffin because of her deep relationship with her mother's master and servant?How did she become her own and let people kill her?Mo Xue's pupils were a little blind, and her eyes were as clear as water, and she couldn't react for a while, and looked at Mo Huawen blankly.

"Hitomi, it's really not you, right?" Looking at her daughter's clear eyes that can shine on people's hearts, she was so stunned with a little dazed eyes, Mo Huawen still didn't understand anything, thinking that she was upset because of Luo Xia's sudden death, coupled with a few words of slander from Aunt Fang, she left her most beloved daughter alone in Cloud City for more than a year, and at this time she regretted it in her heart!

How could her well-behaved and lovely daughter do such a vicious thing, forcing the big girl ring around her mother to death for no reason, beating her with no way to live, so she died in front of Luo Xia's coffin, when Tong'er was only eleven years old, although she was introverted, and she was not as likable as Min'er, but these could not be the reason for her viciousness.

How could she and Luo Xia's daughter do such a thing, but she was dazzled by Aunt Fang at the time, she actually believed everything she said, and now I think of it when she knelt in the Qingwei Garden of Tong'er, it was clearly to provoke, how could the child who died bear it,

A basin of water is poured out, and it is still light!

I remembered the letters I sent to Tong'er in the past, and finally returned them intact, I still didn't want to forgive myself when I was still Tong'er, and I was vicious and ruthless, so I simply let her stay in Cloud City alone, grinding her temperament, so I ignored her, I didn't think that this was all Aunt Fang's game, and Aunt Fang had evil thoughts about Tong'er...... Where he couldn't see, Hitomi didn't know how much she had been wronged.

No wonder Tong'er had so much hatred when she saw him before, no wonder Tong'er didn't forgive him, Aunt Fang was so vicious, and she would have any kindness to Tong'er, but he let him listen to her gluttony, Tong'er's viciousness and arrogance, Tong'er's stubbornness and undiscipline, Tong'er's disobedience, and Tong'er's disobedience and unfilial piety...... It turned out to be Aunt Fang's panic!

Heart, painful entanglement!

It was him who was wrong, how could he let Aunt Fang interfere in Tong'er's affairs!