"Bring the dumplings and I'll go see my father. "Today is a small Chinese New Year's Eve, this is a family reunion, happy time, something like this, my father is the saddest, look up at the window, it is the beginning of the lanterns, the winter day is already dark early, at this time the family has already eaten dinner, but today ......

She couldn't say what it felt, it stands to reason that the possibility of Aunt Fang coming back is almost non-existent, and she can take a breath comfortably, but she only feels that her heart is stuffy, some indescribable feelings, heavy, so that she can't be happy, and even a little sad, to be honest, although the child was made by Aunt Fang herself, and she also played a role in fueling the trouble.

If you don't have yourself, your father might have a lovely child!

The father's son was already difficult......

However, if this thing is repeated again, she will still do this, and Aunt Fang's mother and daughter will become fire and water, they don't want to restrain themselves to death all the time, and they will not be caught with their hands tied, rebirth is for revenge, this unnecessary kindness is the greatest harm to herself, in the last life, the flesh and blood will be turned into ashes in the sea of fire, that kind of pain, she doesn't want to bear it anymore!

"Miss, Aunt Mo, and Aunt Qing have been sent by someone, but they have all been rejected by the master. Sensing the sparseness in Mo Xue's eyes, Mo Yu muttered and explained.

"It's okay, the master has always loved Miss, and he would be happy to see Miss personally deliver dumplings. Mo Lan neatly put the dumplings on the table into the food box on the side, and deliberately put the other two side dishes she made on the table into the food box, sorted out the food box and gave it to Mo Ye who was standing on the side, and asked her to help Mo Xue Tong carry it.

Among the few maids, Mo Lan is a careful person, so she also knows Mo Xuetong's mind the most, and understands that Miss is in a bad mood at this time, although she seems to have won a turnaround battle today, but it hurt the heart of the master, Miss is a filial piety, and her heart is naturally not happy, this will definitely miss the master, and she wants to see the master.

So I specially asked Xu's mother for a larger food box.

Mo Yu helped Mo Xue Tong put on a soft snow satin cloak, and it was snowing outside, the northwest wind was blowing, which made people feel cold for no reason, and walked along the corridor to the study, only to feel that there were not a few people on the way, although it was late at this time on weekdays, but you must occasionally see the figures of people laughing and laughing, but at this time it seemed very cold and quiet.

That happened during the day, and killed a minion, and at this time, who dared to ask for the evil fire when the masters were angry, so they all trembled, and they rested early if they had nothing to do, and they didn't even gossip.

The door of the study was closed, and Mo Xuetong saw that the personal servant next to her father was also closed out, shrunk under the edge of the room and hugged her neck and shivered, and when she saw Mo Xuetong coming, she hurriedly greeted her.

"Where's the master?" Looking at the dark study, Mo Xuetong asked, there is no trace of popularity there, my father is really sad!

"The master is locked in the study alone, not letting people in, not letting the lights on, and he hasn't eaten yet. The little guy looked at the door of the study and replied in a sway.

"Go to the side of the room to take shelter from the wind, and I will go to see my father." Taking the food box from Mo Ye's hand, Mo Xue Tong said to Xiao Wu and Mo Ye.

"Yes!" The little guy was shivering coldly, but he didn't dare to leave, at this time, how could he not be grateful to listen to Mo Xuetong's words, nodded vigorously at the moment, and walked to the side room with the light on the side with Mo Ye.

Mo Xuetong carried the food box and pushed open the hidden door.

"Who?" The voice inside was not at all like his father's usual high-spirited appearance, although it was still so majestic, Mo Xuetong could hear a little tiredness and fatigue from it.

After such a show, my father's heart is also tired!

"Father, it's Hitomi. Mo Xuetong replied in a low voice, and walked forward according to his memory, not far in front of him was his father's bookcase, and at this time his father was sitting behind the bookcase.

In the quiet darkness, Mo Huawen watched her daughter's slender body come in with a food box, although it was snowing outside, it made the outside much brighter than the light in the house, and her daughter came in, and she couldn't adapt to the darkness, so she carefully lifted her feet and walked in, and almost tripped over the bookcase on the side, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

The heart of the troubled and annoyed was instantly soft and transparent, the son did not grow up, he also had a lovely daughter, or she gave birth to him, with a pupil, what else did he ask for in this life, some things were really undemanding, if he didn't have so many worries back then, would he not have given birth to these things today.

The fire fold that he put aside ignited and lit the candlestick that was set aside.

"Father, Pupil brought dumplings to her father, before, my mother would always make dumplings with Mother Xu on Chinese New Year's Eve, the year that Pupil spent in Cloud City, my aunt's grandmother's family didn't like to make dumplings, so I defended a lot of noodles, but Pupil didn't like to eat, Mother Xu secretly went to the stove to make a bowl of dumplings, and was stolen by Cousin Xuan to eat half of it, but unfortunately died! Today Mother Xu made a lot, Pupil wants to eat with her father, okay?" Seeing the bright light, Mo Xue blinked, reopened it to adapt to the bright light, carried the food box to the table, and asked delicately while taking out the dumplings and dishes inside.

A gentle and considerate look of a little daughter.

Those beautiful eyes were as bright as the stars, and once upon a time there was such a woman, looking at him with such bright eyes with a gentle smile, and setting the meal for him, it was the happiest time in his life, but later...... Mo Huawen's eyes darkened, and he turned his head sideways, avoiding the eyes that looked at him with admiration, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Small Chinese New Year's Eve, dumplings...... Looking at his daughter's innocent smiling face, Mo Huawen only felt that he was a bastard.

Unexpectedly threw the young motherless child in Cloud City, and let her live in someone else's home like a fending for herself, such a young child, how sad should it be, although it is a joke now, but how can the bitterness in it be exhausted, I used to think that Aunt Fang was a good one, but who would have thought that she would not only be red and apricot out of the wall, but also so vicious.

I used to think that even though Feng'er was talentless, he was sensible and obedient, but who would have thought that he was no better than his aunt at all, and he was so vicious that he could also do it to his unborn younger siblings.

Although Min'er is different from her mother and her brother, she has lost her usual generosity today, and she even forced Hitomi aggressively, and almost forced Hitomi to be expelled from the house, is this Min'er still the gentle and generous, smart and clever daughter in her heart!

Sure enough, it was a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, Aunt Fang's roots were rotten and poisonous, and the two children were like this......

Mo Huawen felt indescribable in his heart, the eldest daughter and eldest son, who had always loved him, were completely different from what he imagined, how could he not be depressed.

Reaching out and touching Mo Xue's black hair, Mo Huawen closed his eyes to hide the pain under his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he already had a faint pampering smile: "Okay, father and Pupil spend Chinese New Year's Eve together and eat dumplings together." ”

For this daughter, I don't know how much I owe, looking at my daughter's sweet, pure little face, but there is more distress in my heart, that is the daughter he wants to love the most, but again and again because of his own ......

When Mo Xuetong returned to Qingwei Courtyard, it was already dark, Xu's mother was guarding the gate of the courtyard, seeing her coming over to prepare hot soup and drinking water, Mo Xuetong let go after a little use, but she was too tired, she turned back and went into the room, and she didn't let anyone light a candle, and she lay on the bed with her clothes closed and closed her eyes.

The scenes of the day's events flashed in my mind, Mo Xuemin's design, Aunt Fang's crying, Mo Yufeng's angry rebuke, and Mo Xueqiong's ...... One by one, one by one, like a replay, step by step, if she was implemented today and really did the murder of her father and heirs, even her father would not be able to protect herself.

Even though my father already thought in his heart that Aunt Fang Hongxing was out of the wall, as a man, how could he say this kind of thing!

If Mo Xuemin's poisonous plan succeeds, she will be a dead end, in this society where men are respected, how can a woman who has been abandoned by her family have any way to live.

Aunt Fang's mother and daughter are not only seeking the position of the head mother of the Mo Mansion, but also their own lives, how can she make them feel better, she has exhausted the kindness in her previous life, and this life is here for revenge, as long as she thinks of the blazing pain of the flames burning on her body, and thinks of Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin in the cave room stained with her blood, her heart hurts like ten thousand swords passing through.

Her hatred burned her own blood and bones like a flame, and the pain that penetrated into her muscles and bones could still be felt even if she was reborn......

Today, Mo Xuemin is really cunning, even in the end, she didn't pull off the false mask.

In front of everyone, she gave a gift to herself, with tears in her eyes and sincere regret, and deceived everyone, including her father, just now her father told herself that Mo Xuemin was different from Aunt Fang, and she only felt a sneer from the bottom of her heart when she heard this.

It's not the same, of course it's different!

Mo Xuemin is even more poisonous and ruthless than Aunt Fang!

In her last life, she endured until the end, and only when she was most helpless, she pushed herself into the abyss of no return, if she died earlier, she would definitely not be able to find her sister, who has always been gentle and generous, is a beautiful snake hidden by her side, waiting for a love of people.

Sima Lingyun, Mo Xuemin, Aunt Fang...... She will not let go of any of them! The blood feud in her previous life, the misery of having no bones left, she struggled in the fire, while they laughed proudly outside the flames, how could she not avenge such a revenge! In this life, she is destined to die with them!

In the darkness, a fiery red suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, the blazing red burned the curtain, a huge beam fell from the sky, and smashed heavily on her head, she could only fall to the ground in despair, looking at the sky-rushing firelight, Mo Xuemin's sneering and mocking face.

"Mo Xuetong, you are too stupid, you are too stupid, of course, your dead ghost mother is also the stupidest, and she is even commensurate with my mother and sister, drink it, drink it and you will be free, see it clearly when you are reincarnated in the future, don't throw yourself into the belly of a stupid woman, even yourself will be stupid to death when the time comes"

......

In the firelight, she was covered in blood, laughing fiercely and desperately, her eyes were wide open, with dark red blood, her dress was burning, the pain of burning her skin was not as good as the pain in her heart, and the large pool of blood under her feet reflected the mocking and disdainful ridicule under the firelight, at the last moment of her consciousness.

In her consciousness, there is only hatred, only hatred! Mother's hatred, children's hatred, her own hatred, if there is an afterlife, if she will encounter them again, she must beat them into the eighteenth layer of hell, so that they can cry out in the cruelest space of hell for the rest of their lives, for which she would rather fall into reincarnation forever.

The scenes of the previous life are like replays, and each scene is completely injured and painful......

"Hey, hey, hey......"

There was a lazy voice in his ears, with the mellowness of a teenager, Mo Xuetong opened his eyes in the dark, clenched his fists and looked blankly at the handsome appearance of the big one in front of him, the cold moonlight outside the window reflected the snow shining on the person lying on the side of the bed, and the handsome face of Feng Jue was dyed with a bit of demonic charm, and it seemed to be demonic under the moonlight, shining brightly.