Hearing Mo Dalong's words, Mo Feng was slowly helped up by Xiuzhen, and walked into the home where he had not been back for three years.

The tears that had already solidified were up and down again for a while, Mo Feng was really uncomfortable now, and the uncomfortable meaning had permeated his whole body, and his fists that had been clenched countless times were clenched tightly again.

"Xiaofeng, put down the things you are carrying, have you eaten?" Xiuzhen helped Mo Dalong into the room and asked with concern.

Mo Feng put down his guitar, turned around and shook his head at Xiuzhen, signaling that he hadn't eaten.

"Then you must be hungry, I'll make it for you, what do you want to eat?" Xiuzhen asked.

Hearing Xiuzhen's words, Mo Feng suddenly seemed to remember something? immediately said to Xiuzhen and Mo Dalong eagerly: "Dad, Mom, don't be too tired, I'll just eat." ”

Then he quickly rushed out the door.

"Xiaofeng, what are you going to do?" Xiuzhen asked loudly and suspiciously.

"I'll go out and I'll be back right away, so I don't have to cook." Mo Feng said loudly as he ran.

Mo Feng thought indignantly in his heart as he ran: Why didn't I buy anything? It's really unfilial.

Even if he didn't have any money, he had to fulfill the filial piety of a son to his parents, and soon Mo Feng ran wildly in the dark and ran to a luxuriously decorated house in the middle of the village.

"I haven't been back for three years, but I didn't expect the shops to become supermarkets."

Mo Feng looked at the small second floor in front of him and said with a sigh.

Walking into the supermarket, there was no one, a woman was napping and sitting in front of the computer, I don't know what family ethics drama she was watching, Mo Feng began to pick out the things on the shelves.

Mo Feng bought some milk tea powder, bought a few bottles of the most expensive liquor here, bought some other things, and also bought a bucket of instant noodles, chicken legs, and braised eggs, put everything in the basket, and took it to the counter.

At this time, the woman looked at Mo Feng, stared at Mo Feng for a long time, and then said with a look of surprise: "You are, you are Mo Dalong's son, are you back?" ”

"Aunt Hou, I'm back, you can still recognize me." Mo Feng said with a sigh, with a bitter smile on his face.

"Hehe, you kid, how could I not know you, I often came to the shop to make trouble when I was a child." Aunt Hou said with a laugh.

"When I was a child, I was not sensible, and Aunt Hou was embarrassed."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"You're out there kid, right? This is a return of glory, but it can also improve your condition, and honor your parents. ”

Hearing Aunt Hou's words, Mo Feng felt a sense of shame, success, glory, and still owe people money, and he hasn't had time to pay it back, but how can Mo Feng say it, he can only smile slightly, and dodge helplessly.

After paying the money, Mo Feng carried two big bags of things and walked on the night road, the country road did not have the glory of Shanghai's night road, and there was no bright light, perhaps the so-called street only lit the only light at the time of the Spring Festival and Lantern Festival.

The autumn wind erodes the somewhat sad Mo Feng, and the unspeakable emotions converge on the broken body, whether it is love, family affection, or friendship, it is so helpless and sad.

Carrying things Mo Feng returned home again, this time the little wolf did not bite Mo Feng, but flashed his eyes and looked at Mo Feng, the little master who accompanied it.

Mo Feng stopped his pace, walked to the big wolf dog named Little Wolf, touched his head, and said with a sigh: "Little Wolf, how are you doing?" ”

Of course, the dog can't speak, but the flickering eyes have changed, Mo Feng faintly looked at the tears, yes, it was the tears, at this time Mo Feng smiled, continued to touch his head and said: "Little wolf, give you good food, come." ”

As he spoke, he took out a ham from the plastic bag, opened it and handed it to the little wolf, the little wolf glanced at Mo Feng, and began to eat, the ham for five yuan is also a big Mac, Mo Feng watched the little wolf eat, Mo Feng smiled, and walked into the house.

At this time, Mo Dalong was sitting on the kang, watching the eighteen-inch TV, while Xiuzhen was busy in the narrow kitchen, a mother would definitely not listen to Mo Feng's words, and even if she was tired, she would not let her son starve.

Seeing Mo Feng walk into the house, Mo Dalong looked at Mo Feng, and when he saw the things Mo Feng was holding in his hand, he immediately understood what Mo Feng was doing when he went out, and his already flat face immediately pulled it down.

"Xiaofeng, did you run out to buy these useless and wasteful things?" Mo Dalong said to Mo Feng with an interrogative look.

At this time, Xiuzhen also heard it, and walked out of the kitchen with a dirty apron to look at Mo Feng, and saw Mo Feng carrying two bags of food, so she couldn't help but blame: "Xiaofeng, what are you buying these things for?" There are all at home, unwanted, a waste of money. ”

The father said that it was a waste of money, and the mother also said that it was a waste of money, but in Mo Feng's heart, how many years can the second elder waste, even if he is poor and has nothing, he must let his parents eat well and dress well.

"It's okay, if you have it, save it and eat it later, I haven't been home for several years, these cheap things are for the second elder."

Mo Feng put the things on the kang and said with a smile.

Mo Dalong, who was sitting on the kang, wanted to say something, but Mo Feng spoke again, and he also wanted to change the topic.

"Dad, we haven't drunk for a long time, we have to have a good drink today."

Mo Feng looked at Mo Dalong, who was sitting on the kang with a serious face, and said with a smile, looking at the wrinkles on his father's face, at this moment he felt that his father was old and he was no longer a child.

Hearing Mo Feng's words, Mo Dalong didn't say anything, and smiled quietly, no matter what, Mo Feng is back, which is something that Mo Dalong is happy about, although the performance is not so obvious.

"Okay, you two drink, I'll cook for you." Xiuzhen looked at the two men sitting on the kang and said with a smile, and didn't care about saying that Mo Feng was wasted.

"Mom, I'll do it." Mo Feng hurriedly got up and walked to the kitchen and said.

"You can also cook?"

"Hehe, how can you not cook when you go out? Believe me. Mo Feng said as he helped Xiuzhen, who was full of shock, to the kang, and then ran into the kitchen by himself and began to cook a homely meal.

Mo Feng found that there were no vegetables at home, only some pork and eggs, and he couldn't help but feel sad, but he still held back his tears and began to cook, Mo Feng wanted to cook happily and eat happily, but people's hearts are full of flesh, and Mo Feng is the same.

With tears in my eyes, I listened to the news and made my first meal for the family