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In the cake room of the handicraft workshop, the two clerks greeted Mo Zhengyan warmly when they saw Mo Zhengyan coming. And then he bowed his head again. When he saw the little boy who was still following the man, his eyes lit up.

I saw that the little boy was only four or five years old, but he was very tall, and he was obviously slender among children of the same age, and his arms and legs were slender. The little guy has a beautiful face, extremely handsome facial features, and a pair of big bright eyes, which are clear and unparalleled. He dresses in a lively and energetic way. The orange color is matched with the blue, which makes him even more delicate and handsome.

Anyone who sees such a pink-carved child will feel pity.

However, there was no smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was looking at, as if he was scrutinizing.

"Mr. Mo, this is your son, right?" The store manager stepped forward and asked earnestly. The appearance of the two people is the same, and at a glance you know that they are a father and son.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, and then shouted, "Shaoyu, come and say hello to your aunt and sister." ”

"Hello auntie, sister." Mo Shaoyu shouted obediently, and his little hands were clasped on his backpack, like a good student.

The three of them were all happy, and the store manager smiled, "Children, come, let's go pick the cake first, okay?" ”

The store manager stretched out his hand to Mo Shaoyu, wanting to take him. But although the little guy was polite, he refused to let others hold hands, and only nodded.

"It seems to be a confession." The store manager replied with a smile, so he gently gestured and brought Mo Shaoyu into the store, "Mr. Mo, please come here." ”

In front of the glass display case of the cake shop, the counter was filled with countless and countless cakes, all kinds of varieties were very varied, and the store manager asked, "Shaoyu children, can you choose a cake, choose one you like, and then we will let the cake master uncle make it." ”

Mo Shaoyu nodded again, and the little man stood in front of the glass cabinet. The suspicious boy looked at it carefully.

"This one, it's chocolate-flavored, it's white chocolate, and it's cherry ...... on top," the store manager introduced to him again.

Shaoyu looked at those cakes for a long time, but he didn't choose them for a long time.

"Kid, which one do you like?" The store manager asked again, but Mo Shaoyu still didn't say anything.

"If you like whichever one you like, tell your aunt." Mo Zhengyan bowed his head beside him.

Shao Yu stood aside obediently, in silence. He stared at the cakes, so serious that even his two little eyebrows wrinkled, as if he was embarrassed, more like he was confused, "Which one does Mom like?" ”

Mo Zhengyan stared, and Shao Yu was still muttering, "I don't know which one my mother likes." ”

"Was it for my mother?" Only then did the store manager understand.

Shaoyu nodded again, "En! ”

"So what does mom like to eat? Do you like chocolate? Or do you like fruits? The store manager continued to ask.

What mom likes.

This made the little guy even more embarrassed and confused, and the store manager on the side was still bending down and smiling and asking, and he replied, "I don't know." ”

Yes? I don't know? The store manager was stunned, and the other two clerks were also stunned, and the store manager smiled and asked, "How could you not know, don't you remember?" Think about what mom likes to eat? ”

"I just don't know." Shaoyu's children's voice is stubborn.

"This ......," the store manager turned to look at Mr. Mo.

Mo Zhengyan smiled apologetically at them, he approached his son, and said beside him, "Whichever one you like, choose whichever one you like." ”

"Is that okay?" Shao Yu hesitated, "Will Mom like it?" ”

"Absolutely." Mo Zhengyan smiled and said, "If you like it, your mother must like it." ”

Meeting his father's eyes, Shao Yu smiled, "En! "Hugh Bu's private skills.

"Then I want this!" At this moment, the little guy chose quickly, and the little hand pointed at it.

Looking in that direction, everyone looked at it and laughed, it turned out to be a bear cake. The cake with a cartoon avatar of a bear and two strawberries is really cute. [There are almost all the books I want to read.,It's much more stable and faster than the general station.,There's no ads in the whole text.] ]

Once the cake is chosen, the cake chef begins to make it on the spot.

The clerk greeted the two fathers and sons to the rest area on the side to sit and rest, Mo Zhengyan sit, but Mo Shaoyu didn't want to sit, "Dad, can I see how my uncle makes cakes." ”

"Go ahead."

With his father's permission, Shao Yu immediately ran to the window, where he stood watching the cake master in the window. Layer upon layer, the cake making process is elaborate and complicated. But watching a cake made is also so magical, the little guy is stunned.

When it was almost finished, the clerk shouted, "Kids, do you want to go in and make a cake together, and then order strawberries and the cake will be ready." ”

When the little guy heard this, his eyes were full of interest, but he didn't agree immediately, but looked at his father sitting behind him, Mo Zhengyan heard their conversation, and he agreed.

Mo Zhengyan was outside, watching his son decorate the cake with strawberries under the guidance of the cake master, Shao Yu's serious look, and his expression of working hard in everything made him smile.

The clerk on the side looked at this handsome gentleman, how doting his eyes were, and he didn't need to speak.

Happy times, always pass quickly, the strawberries of the cake here have been decorated, the clerk took Mo Shaoyu to wash his hands, and he stepped on the step chair in the bathroom and washed his hands in a decent way.

The clerk looked at the reflection of the child in the mirror and couldn't help but sigh, "Little friend, you look like your father." ”

"Everybody says that." Shao Yu washed his hands seriously and replied.

"However, it's also a little different, it should be like a mother." The clerk smiled and said.

"Like Mom?" Mo Shaoyu raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror in a daze, and also looked at the clerk's sister.

"Yes, you're Mom and Dad's little baby, like the two of them, of course." The clerk smiled, in fact, there had been a lot of discussion about the handsome father and son in private just now. The facial features of the two fathers and sons are similar, but they are not exactly the same, compared to the toughness of the father, the boy is a little more beautiful, presumably inherited from the mother. can give birth to such a cute and beautiful baby, then the child's mother must also be a beautiful woman.

Shaoyu got off the stepping chair, the clerk handed him a tissue to wipe his hands, the little guy looked up at her, and heard her say, "Your mother must be very beautiful, a big beauty." That's why you're so good-looking. ”

The cake is ready, and the father and son are leaving. Everyone sent them off, and Shaoyu said goodbye to them one by one. Before leaving, Mo Shaoyu looked at the short-haired clerk, and he suddenly said, "Sister, you are also a big beauty!" ”

This cold remark made Mo Zhengyan slightly stunned, because his son rarely praised him like this, but he didn't have time to ask again, and the two left.

Only a few people in the cake shop were left inexplicably, and the clerk who was praised was happy, "The little handsome guy praised me for being a big beauty!" ”

"Why don't you praise me!" The other was not willing to be slightly annoyed.

On the car back, Mo Zhengyan drove the car and looked at the back seat, only to see his son sitting in the safety seat, his little hand still holding the cake, afraid that the cake would slip off. After leaving the cake shop, Mo Zhengyan took Shaoyu to the Mo Mansion. It had already been notified, so Steward Cao of the mansion was also waiting.

Although Mo Shaoyu has always grown up in the old mansion, as long as Mo Zhengyan is free every week, he will take him to live alone in the mansion for a day or two. The car drove into the mansion, the green and cute mansion, but the garden was full of red flowers. It was the blooming period of the flowers, so the bloom was so bright and vivid, and it was even more eye-catching.

"Sir, little master, here." Steward Cao greeted with a smile, "Lunch is ready." ”

At noon, the two fathers and sons had lunch in the mansion, and in the afternoon, Mo Shaoyu took a nap for an hour as usual, and when he woke up, Mo Zhengyan said, "Let's go, let's go pick some flowers." ”

"Do you want to give it to your mother?" Mo Shaoyu asked smartly.

The father and son went to the garden to pick flowers together, the flowers in the mansion bloomed well, in fact, they were there early in the morning, every time Shaoyu came before, he would also come to play, but this flower had thorns, so the housekeeper and the people up and down the mansion would not let him get too close. （yd_sj; c Only when Mo Zhengyan is there, accompanied by him, he will take Shaoyu to plant and cultivate flowers and plants together.

"Shaoyu, choose the most beautiful flower in the garden, and we'll take it home." Mo Zhengyan said.

So, Shao Yu carefully watched the serious selection again, and finally chose one of the blooming flowers, "I choose this." ”

Mo Zhengyan took the scissors, and he cut off this flower branch.

"Dad, do you want to pick only one?" Shao Yu asked, looking at the entire garden.

Mo Zhengyan skillfully pruned the thorns on the flower branches, "One is good." ”

After choosing the flowers, the father and son left the mansion and returned to the old mansion. This trip went out, left in the morning, and returned in the afternoon. As soon as they returned, the two went upstairs. Steward Zhao looked curious, what was this doing, Shao Yu had already walked past him, "Uncle Steward is good." ”

"Hello." Steward Zhao saw Mo Zhengyan carrying a small box, probably a gift box, and Mo Shaoyu was still holding a flower in his hand.

The father and son went upstairs to the end of the corridor upstairs, and Shao Yu looked at the top of the stairs, which was the small attic, and he asked, "Dad, are we going to read a book?" ”

Mo Zhengyan took Mo Shaoyu's hand and took him to the attic.

"Steward Zhao, the young master took the little young master into the attic." The maid came to report softly, and Steward Zhao was even more suspicious. But when I think about it, I seem to understand something.

This attic was never locked, but it was usually not allowed to be entered, and even if it was cleaned, servants were not allowed to enter. Only on weekends, the young master will go in himself and take the young master with him. The father and son sometimes stayed in that attic for an afternoon, and they didn't know what they were doing, but they had such a long time.

Later, Mrs. Mo also quietly asked Shaoyu, and the little guy said: Dad and I are reading together.

In that attic, there were many books, and they were reading.

It's just that today's flower is too eye-catching.

It's the same as last year's day, it's just that at this time last year, Young Master Shaoyu was still young, and he wasn't as smart and sensible as he is now.

In the attic in the afternoon, although it is hot outside, but the attic is comfortable and cool, the whole attic is a collection of books, the shelves are neatly arranged, and the books are placed completely. The flower shelves next to the bookshelf, the green potted plants are still green. The chaise longue was arranged, the blanket pillows on the side were still pulled in the chair, and a few books had fallen into the chair, and even some were on the ground.

"Dad, I'll put it right away." Seeing the books stacked in a messy manner, the little guy immediately shouted, he picked up the books, and the little man immediately stacked them, the reason for the limited height was that he still put the books on the ground, but they were neatly and vertically.

"Yangyang." Mo Zhengyan called his son to him, and he said, "Didn't Teacher Ru teach you to paint a few days ago, do you want to paint a picture for your mother as a birthday gift?" ”

"Yes!" The little one immediately happily agreed.

"Then you paint, Dad will clean up this place, and we will work together, okay?"

"Okay, division of labor, division of labor, division of labor!" He thought about it in pieces, excited.

Father and son assigned tasks, one walked to the desk, skillfully got into a chair and sat down, took the drawing paper and brush in the drawer and began to paint. The other began to clean the attic, wiping down every book, folding the blankets, and putting the pillows away, one by one.

Unconsciously, evening came, Mo Zhengyan cleaned up the attic here, and Shao Yu's masterpiece was completed, "Dad, I'm done!" ”

Mo Zhengyan walked over to take a look, only to see the little guy sitting obediently in the chair, the crayon in his hand still in his hand, a pair of eyes blinking, waiting for his comment expectantly.

On that piece of paper, a big sun was drawn, and the red flames of the sun were burning all around, so warm, the sun was painted with crooked eyes, and the corners of the mouth were raised, and the sun was smiling. It's just that on the head of the sun, there is also a big red flower, such a big one.

"Mom's birthday is in the summer, and the summer sun is so big!" The little guy said simply.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, such a bright smile on the sketch made him reach out and gently stroke his son's little head, "The painting is very good." ”

After receiving the compliment, Shao Yu's little face that was waiting bloomed with a smile as bright as midsummer, "Will Mom like it?" ”

"Yes, of course." Mo Zhengyan affirmed, "Come, Yangyang, let's put the flowers into the vase." ”

Shao Yu took the sketch, Mo Zhengyan held the flower branch, the two came to the window at the end of the attic, the glass door was pushed open, the curtain was blown up, the table was there, the vase on the table was still there, Shao Yu took the flower branch and put it in the vase, and the sketch was also placed next to the vase.

"Dad, when will Mommy come back, and when can we eat cake?" Shaoyu asked.

"Tomorrow." Mo Zhengyan said, "Tomorrow is my mother's birthday, if my mother comes back, then the three of us will eat cake together, if she doesn't come back, we will celebrate my mother's birthday here, and when she comes back, we will give her the painting." ”

Shaoyu is even more looking forward to it, and his mother may come back tomorrow.

Everything was ready, but the next day was Monday, and on Monday, Mo Zhengyan went to work as usual, and there was no difference in life in the past two years. And Mo Shaoyu went to school to study, the children were playing, and somehow they talked about their parents, probably because the child's father came back with gifts and brought candy to the school to share.

"Mo Shaoyu, didn't you say that your mother went on a business trip, so she hasn't come back yet?" A child asked.

Mo Shaoyu said, "My mother, she will be back today." ”

The friends were very curious and asked.

"Because today is my mother's birthday, my father took me to choose a bear cake on the weekend, and I made it with my uncle who made the cake, and then we also chose a flower to go home, and I also had a gift for my mother." Shao Yu reported the details of the weekend one by one, and was afraid that he would miss any point, such details, such a lot of words, which was not the case on weekdays.

It also attracted the attention of Teacher Ru, "Mo Shaoyu, really?" Do you have a gift for your mom? What are you preparing? ”

"I drew a picture for my mother." He said proudly.

"That's great, mom must be so happy to see it when she comes back......" Teacher Ru said with a smile, looking at the child's happy face but also worried.

As far as she knew, Shaoyu's mother had already left and was not in Hong Kong City at all, could it be that she was back?

On this night, Mo Zhengyan had an important entertainment and couldn't get out, so Mrs. Mo went to pick up the children from school, and after school, she occasionally let Mo Shaoyu play in the nearby small park for a while, and the little guy was positive every time. But today, I was in a hurry to go home, "Grandma, I want to go home." ”

"Aren't you going to play with the kids in the small apartment today?" Mrs. Mo asked.

"I'm not playing today, I'm going home."

"Why do you want to go home?" Mrs. Mo was even more curious.

Mo Shaoyu said, "I want to go home and read books." ”

Back at the Mo house, Mo Shaoyu walked happily to the attic with his schoolbag on his back, Sister Jiang was suspicious, "Madam, why is the little young master so happy?" ”

Mrs. Mo seemed to have a trace of speculation, she was silent, and after Mo Shaoyu entered the attic, she and Sister Jiang also went to the attic. There was no one in the attic, and Shaoyu didn't know where he went. They went inside, and just around the corner, they saw the little one sitting at the end.

I saw Mo Shaoyu sitting in a chair, he looked at the vase on the table, the flower was still in bloom. And in the freezer next to him, you can still see a cake placed there, and the little one turned his head to look, and then looked at the flower.

After a while, he lowered his head again and read the picture book to himself.

Looking at this scene, Mrs. Mo and Sister Jiang both suddenly understood, and quietly retreated again.

Back in the dance room, Sister Jiang said, "Madam, is that a birthday cake?" It's the young master who wants to give the young ......" and almost blurted out the words "young lady", Sister Jiang was stunned, and then changed her words, "Is the young master going to celebrate her birthday?" ”

Mrs. Mo was silent, but she also seemed to acquiesce.

"Now, with the little master? Could it be that the young master is yd_sj to the little young master; Ye said, today is her birthday? Sister Jiang was even more surprised.

Mrs. Mo was a little worried, and that trace of worry did not disperse, "It can't go on like this." ”

On this day, Mo Zhengyan came back not late, he rushed back after seven o'clock, he seemed to have arrived on purpose, as soon as he arrived at the old mansion, he also went upstairs, even Mrs. Mo's shout, he did not stop, "Zhengyan, I have something to say to you." ”

"Mother, I'll talk about it later." Mo Zhengyan replied, and he went upstairs.

Steward Zhao had already told her that Shao Yu was in the attic, Mo Zhengyan went up, and Sister Lan was still with her, and when she heard the sound of footsteps, she turned around and saw that it was Mo Zhengyan who arrived, so she retreated and left. Mo Zhengyan walked over and saw Shao Yu sitting there, he didn't read the picture book anymore, just stared at the flowers in the vase and the cake in the freezer, without blinking.

Mo Zhengyan's pace couldn't help but slow down, and he came to his side, "Yangyang." ”

Shao Yu turned his head and saw his father, and he immediately sat upright, "Dad, you're back, is Mom back?" ”

Mo Zhengyan walked in front of him, he bent over and bent down on one leg, "Mom probably won't be able to come back today." ”

The eyes that were full of expectations suddenly dimmed a lot, and the little guy didn't make any noise, but just "oh", but with obvious discouragement and frustration.

"Although Mom is not here, but Dad is with you, we will celebrate her birthday, and Mom will know. We eat the cake and take half of the cake to the class tomorrow and share it with them. What kind of feeling was that, Mo Zhengyan didn't know, he could only caress his son's head, and he asked in a low voice, "Okay." ”

"Okay." The obedient little guy answered.

"Here, let's cut the cake." Mo Zhengyan took out the cake, Shao Yu smiled again, in the world of children, it is difficult to come quickly, but it is also fast.

At night, Mo Shaoyu fell asleep, and there was a bear doll sleeping next to him, and Mo Zhengyan was about to turn off the lights, he shouted, "Dad, can I ask you a question." ”

"Just ask." Mo Zhengyan said.

"Isn't my mother very beautiful, a big beauty?" The little guy asked with big innocent eyes.

Mo Zhengyan was stunned, and that bright smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he responded, "Well, it's beautiful, it's a big beauty." ”

The little guy was completely satisfied, and he muttered, "That's why I look so good." ”

Exiting the room, Mo Zhengyan went to the dance practice room, at nine o'clock, Mrs. Mo had not slept peacefully, Mo Zhengyan went, "Mother, you have something to say to me." ”

Mrs. Mo looked at him and said silently, "Don't give the child no hope that it will come true, you should know that she will not come back." ”

It was his handsome who stood out in the light, but he was so pale.

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The night in the port city is getting deeper, and the city at the other end of the city is already deep at night. In an office building in Sucheng City, a group of people has just left, probably just finished working overtime. The group walked in twos and threes, and a car was parked not far from the outside of the building.

Inside the car, there seemed to be someone waiting.

After a long while, someone came out again, the man's black hair glistened with a hint of silver in the moonlight, the hair was soft, and his handsome appearance was particularly brilliant in the crowd.

"Mr. Nian, it's dark, watch your step." The assistant on the side reminded.

As Moss walked forward, he was about to get in the car and leave, and the time was indeed not early.

However, at this moment, someone from the other side came, it was a man, in a suit and leather shoes, who came up to him and attracted the attention of the assistant.

Immediately, it also attracted the attention of Mo Sinian, just because he shouted back and forth, "Mr. Nian." ”

Mo Sinian stopped, he looked at the person who came, and heard the person say again, "Our young lady wants to ask Mr. Nian, I don't know if it is convenient for you to take a step to speak." ”

The man turned sideways as he spoke, gesturing to the car parked not far from the road.

Mo Sinian narrowed his eyes slightly, only to see that the car window was slowly lowered, and it was a familiar woman's face.

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