"This stupid girl!" Seeing that she didn't open her shell at all, the manager of the planning department shook her head helplessly.

Mo Jiujiu didn't care, she already had a dress, at the graduation ceremony of Boston University, she deliberately went to buy one, only wore it once, it suited her very well, why do you have to buy another one?

What's more, what Lin Qifan likes is Gu Yufei, she is not stupid, she really wants to hook up with Mr. Lin if she has nothing to do?

She sneered secretly, and then smiled, and laughed at herself, there are not so many stories of princes rescuing Cinderella in this world, the prince in this story has a heart, and she, Cinderella with a stepmother and a new brother, at least has her father's love, so she is not Cinderella.

After getting off work, Mo Jiujiu didn't want to go back to his father's side, but the phone call from his father before seemed to be very urgent, and he couldn't resist it, anyway, his father has really taken care of her for so many years, although the problem of that lustful heart can't be changed for a lifetime, but at least he will worry about her.

After all, he decided to take a taxi back to his father, and as soon as he stepped into the courtyard of Mo's house after getting out of the car, he was hit in the face by a basketball.

In pain, she directly raised her hand to cover her nose, and then raised her eyes speechlessly to look at the legendary "new brother" who ran towards her: "Did you kid do it on purpose?" ”

"Who did it on purpose?" The little boy rolled his eyes, then ran over and was about to pick up the basketball at her feet.

Mo Jiujiu suddenly stepped on the basketball and didn't give it to her: "I didn't even say sorry when I hit it, that's how your parents taught you before?" ”

"Do you want to care? Give me back the basketball! Don't step on it! Is there a bit of common sense, this is basketball and not football! ”

"Do you have any common sense? Is a basketball thrown in someone's face? ”

"I didn't mean to, who would have thought that you would be so unlucky that you could be smashed by me?"

"Don't apologize?"

"Give me back the basketball!"

"I'll pay you back if you apologize!"

"You ......"

Just when the two were arguing, a thirty-eight or nine-year-old woman who was extremely well maintained opened the door of the duplex attic in the duplex yard and walked out, seeing the little boy's face flushed angrily, and seeing Mo Jiujiu stepping on her son's basketball and not returning it to him, she walked over and smiled: "You are Jiujiu, right?" Your father should have mentioned me to you, I'm Aunt Xiao, that ...... It's been a long time, my son is young and ignorant, just now I saw him hit you with a basketball inside, I'm sorry, but this basketball is his favorite thing, you keep stepping on it with your feet, he will be sad......"

"Aunt Xiao, right?" Mo Jiujiu glanced at her, completely unafraid of her: "Your son smashed my face with a basketball, and I didn't do anything to her, so let him say sorry in person." Auntie, if you don't know how to educate your son, I, as a new sister, will always help you educate and educate, right? He has to apologize for doing something wrong! I didn't smash the basketball back in his face, which was enough to save my dad's face! ”

It's funny, just go home and give her a dismount, really think she's a soft-boned girl who hasn't been home for so long?

Aunt Xiao's face changed, as if she didn't expect her to be so sharp-tongued, and glanced down at her son: "Dongdong, tell my sister I'm sorry." ”

"Cut!" The little boy turned around with a look of disdain and walked in.

Aunt Xiao seemed to feel that her son had lost face for herself like this, but she couldn't say anything, and looked at Mo Jiujiu with a smile: "Jiujiu, your nose is red, go in and I'll help you apply some medicine, Dongdong is only thirteen years old, and he is in the rebellious period, and sometimes he doesn't listen to me very much, you have grown up, and you know that the two families need to accommodate and accept each other when they form a family, but he is not sensible yet, so he may be more or less repulsed......"

She said this cleverly, which was to tell Sù Mo Jiujiu that her son's behavior was not taught by her, but that her son was ignorant and threw the basketball over by himself.

But she's a smart woman, not stupid.

Mo Jiujiu rubbed his nose with a smile and didn't say anything: "Forget it." ”

Then he walked in, and Aunt Xiao hurriedly smiled and walked over: "I asked Sister Zhao to clean up your room, and it's still on the second floor, as well as those futons on your room*, I'll ask someone to help you change a set of ...... this Sunday."

Mo Jiujiu stopped, turned his head, and looked at her with a smile: "Thank you, Aunt Xiao, but I still know where my own room is, this is also my home after all, isn't it?" I'm not here to be a guest, I used to use whatever quilt I used to use, and I didn't need to change it, even if I changed it, I just changed it myself. ”

After saying that, he ignored her and walked in directly.

Mo Jun was reading the newspaper in the living room, Dongdong didn't know whether he went upstairs or ran to the backyard, Mo Jiujiu didn't care, and walked over and sat on the sofa.

Mo Jun turned his head and saw that she was back, so he put down the newspaper: "Why is your nose so red?" ”

Mo Jiujiu rolled his eyes at the ceiling: "Your son beat him." ”

"My son......" Mo Jun was also stunned for a moment, then he looked back at the woman who walked in from outside the door, and saw that there was innocence on her face, as if things were not like that, so he sighed: "For a long time, I called you back this time, just to let you meet your Aunt Xiao and Dongdong, we will be a family in the future, I hope you ......"

"Dad, if you just want to talk about it, then I know, anyway, I don't usually come back to live, who you are a family with, who you consider as a son has nothing to do with me, I have grown up and become independent, you don't need to take my feelings too seriously." Although she was a little angry, she was also telling the truth.

Mo Jun frowned: "I mean, did Dongdong go to you a few days ago and want to meet your sister?" But you didn't even give him a bite to eat, and you beat him and blasted him out? ”

The corners of Mo Jiujiu's mouth twitched: "Do you believe this?" ”

Mo Jun shook his head: "No matter what, we are a family. ”

"Yes, for a long time, we will be a family from now on......" Aunt Xiao walked over with a smile, her voice was gentler and sweeter than when she was alone outside.

Mo Jiujiu sneered in his heart, the posture of the hostess of the house is really good, and her son is really good at lying, obviously he wants to play games or do something bad, and he asked her for money, but she didn't give it, but he actually came back in retaliation to sue for falsehood, and it was really a child.

She rubbed her nose and got up and said, "I'm a little tired, go back to the room to rest first, and call me when you eat." ”

After speaking, she was about to go upstairs, but Aunt Xiao looked at her as if she had something to say, she ignored it and went upstairs directly.

I opened the bedroom door and was about to walk in, but I was suddenly startled by a messy scene in the bedroom.

Her * was a mess, there were little boys' shoes and shirts on the floor, and on her* lay the so-called brother of the rebellious period.

"Dongdong, why did you go to sleep in your sister's room again? Go back to your room! Aunt Xiao ran over and stood in front of her bedroom door to reprimand.

Dongdong turned over and said disapprerovingly: "This is our house, I can sleep wherever I want, not to mention this * comfortable, if you like that room, let her sleep in that * ......"

Mo Jun also went upstairs when he heard the sound upstairs, looked at the situation in the bedroom, and then looked at Mo Jiujiu: "Jiujiu, ......"

"Don't say it, I understand." Mo Jiujiu glanced at Mo Jun in a blink of an eye: "Dad, I understand." ”

They thought she knew how to be humble and didn't care about children, but she suddenly walked into the bedroom, pulled up the quilt on the * and pulled it hard, Dongdong rolled down from the * in an instant, Aunt Xiao hurriedly rushed in to help her son, Mo Jiujiu threw the quilt on the ground, and looked at them expressionlessly: "I tell you, my father has changed countless wives over the years, but there has never been one as annoying as you!" I don't interfere with what kind of life my father likes to live, if you want to bring your son into my Mo family, I will accept it, but please don't violate my bottom line, I'm too lazy to worry about a child, but Aunt Xiao, don't you know how to educate children? Let your child break into someone else's room casually, this is the child you have educated? Although this family now has your share, please don't forget, you should remain polite and polite, I am not a soft persimmon for a long time, Aunt Xiao, you will think twice about doing things in the future! ”

With that, she stepped on the quilt that Dongdong had just covered, turned around and opened the closet, and sure enough, there were a few basketballs and soccer balls piled up under her cabinet, and the original clothes in the cabinet were also stained.

She slammed the cabinet door shut, as if she didn't hear Dongdong's whispered scolding, and turned to look at her silent father standing in front of the bedroom door.

Mo Jun also seemed to think that their mother and son were a little excessive, but when he saw his wife's somewhat aggrieved expression, he couldn't bear to say it, and when he saw his angry face for a long time, he didn't find a suitable tone to speak.

Mo Jiujiu knew that his father was a little embarrassed in the middle, so he didn't say anything, just casually took a few clothes from the cabinet and put them in the suitcase, and said coldly before walking out of the door: "I won't come back often in the future, but home is still my home, and the room is still my room, I hope that the next time I come back, this place will have been restored to its original appearance." ”

After the words fell, he walked out without looking back.