"Weiwei, your friend is not bad. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mo Canglan teased with a smile.

Mo Shiwei raised his eyebrows, "Do you mean that you look good, or do you have a good family background?"

"It's all good," Mo Canglan quipped, "and what about your relationship?"

Mo Shiwei's intentions to Mo Canglan, who was not a drunkard, had already seen through it at a glance, so he smiled indifferently.

"We have a good relationship, but don't think about it, we are not what you think, and of course, it will not become like that, so let's put away your gossip heart. ”

…… Mo Canglan frowned and looked at Mo Shiwei, looking helpless, before he let out a long sigh.

"Weiwei, why are you so sensible? No, you should be too mindful. ”

"I'm still a student, so I should focus all my energy on studying, and I'll talk about this kind of thing later. ”

Mo Shiwei raised his lips and smiled, slightly playful.

"I really don't know how to say hello to you. Mo Canglan shook her head helplessly, and stopped mentioning it.

And on Qiao Huaining's side.

"That little girl from the Mo family is really good. ”

Mrs. Qiao thought back to Mo Shiwei, with a satisfied and appreciative smile on the corner of her mouth.

"yes, that's good. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Huaining nodded, with a soft smile on his face.

Mrs. Qiao turned her head to look at her son, and when she saw him smiling, the smile on her face deepened, and she joked.

"Such a good girl, I don't know who will be so lucky to marry home in the future. ”

Qiao Huaining was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and then lowered his eyes and smiled, "Yes, it's quite blessed." ”

Mo Shiwei followed Mo Canglan for a while before she was allowed to go home, and she was relieved that she was almost grateful to Mo Canglan.

"There's still some time before you start school, if you have time, come to me more often, don't stay at home all day. ”

When parting, Mo Canglan instructed Mo Shiwei.

"Uh-huh, got it. Mo Shiwei nodded in agreement.

After seeing Mo Canglan leave, Mo Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief, smiled helplessly, and then prepared to take a taxi home.

Mo Canglan was originally going to send her back, but Mo Shiwei didn't let her, Fu Qichen was still waiting for her at home, and it was not that she couldn't find her way home, and it was very convenient to take a taxi.

When she returned home, she saw Mo Jian playing with flowers in the living room.

"Dad, where's my mom?"

Mo Shiwei looked around, but didn't see Fu Rong's figure, so he asked.

"She's going out, and it's probably going to be too late to come back. ”

Mo Jian didn't raise his head, his eyes were fixed on the flowers, and he said casually.

"Oh, have you eaten then?" Mo Shiwei walked up to him and continued to ask.

"Yes, but you're not at home, I'm too lonely to eat. ”

…… Mo Shiwei was speechless, raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Jian, who seemed to be playing with flowers without distraction, and said secretly, so her father is complaining?

"What should I do then? Are you hungry now?" Mo Shiwei said in deliberate surprise.

"Hmm......" Mo Jian lengthened his voice, and waited until the flower pot in his hand was set up before looking up at Mo Shiwei, "I don't feel anything now, and I'm not hungry anyway." ”

Mo Shiwei pursed his lips and smiled, thought for a while, and then said, "I'm not hungry now, maybe I'll be hungry later, so I'll go and make you some porridge, okay?"

Mo Jian looked at Mo Shiwei when he heard this, smiled with relief, and nodded, "Okay then." ”

"Well, you wait for me. ”

After Mo Shiwei finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the kitchen, ready to cook porridge for Mo Jian.

"Miss, are you looking for anything?"

Aunt Wang happened to come out of the room at this time, and when she saw Mo Shiwei entering the kitchen, she followed in, and said strangely.

"I'll make some porridge for my father, Aunt Wang, you can get busy." Mo Shi smiled and said.

"Oh, what's going on? Let me come, miss, you've just come back from outside, go rest." Aunt Wang urged Mo Shiwei to catch up.

"Aunt Wang, it's just a porridge, I can do it, don't worry. ”

Mo Shiwei shook his head and smiled, rejecting Aunt Wang's proposal, and at the same time, his hands began to get busy.

"Okay then...... But if there's anything you want me to help with, call me. ”

Aunt Wang saw her resolute attitude, so she had to nod helplessly.

"Got it, let's go. Mo Shiwei drove people away without raising his head.

After boiling the porridge, Mo Shiwei accompanied Mo Jian to eat some more, and it was already half past nine when it was over.

So I carried the things I bought today and went upstairs to my room.

The days at home are undoubtedly free and easy, like flowing water, unconsciously, flowing away lightly.

So, early in the morning, Mo Shiwei began to prepare things.

Fu Rong leaned against the door frame, looking sullen.

"Ever since you went to college, you've been getting away from home. ”

"What are you talking about, I'm just going to school, why are you so sad?" Mo Shiwei shook his head and smiled.

"Don't laugh, it's really like this, you spend only a handful of time at home every year, which is not bad, when you graduate and enter the army, I'm afraid we want to see you, it's difficult, right?"

The more Fu Rong spoke, the more sad she became, and she already had a sad face after speaking.

Mo Shiwei let out a long sigh, stood up and walked to Fu Rong's side, hugged her shoulders and smiled and comforted.

"When the child grows up, she must always be allowed to break through, this is what everyone must experience, and when I break through the results in the future, how bright is your face? Hope that the girl becomes a phoenix, isn't that what it means? Besides, I am not going abroad, or going to outer space, why can't I see each other? Don't worry, I will let you see you once a year. ”

Fu Rong looked at her daughter who comforted her, not wanting her to worry, so she smiled and nodded, but she was even more sad in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, my daughter is so old.

The white horse has just passed, and the daughter will soon go by herself, she already has her own life, and she will only gradually fade out of her own life in the future.

Once this sentimental emotion is hooked, it is difficult to calm down. So even if Mo Shiwei walked for several hours, Fu Rong's mood was still very low.

Mo Jian regarded her loneliness as being reluctant to let her daughter go back to school, and this scene would be staged every time anyway, so she didn't comfort her, anyway, it would be fine for a while.

Mo Shiwei walked around the campus with his suitcase, looking at the students coming and going, and sighed in his heart, I still remember the first time I came here, all of a sudden, I was a senior.

Time flies so fast, I don't even notice it, three years have passed. There's still a year, and it's time for me to get off the hook.

As soon as Mo Shiwei thought of joining the army, he had some expectations in his heart, so he looked up at the clear blue sky slightly and laughed.

Cherish the present and prepare for the future. It's important to make every day meaningful.

(To be continued.) )