After washing up with his own hands and feet, Lord Mo Ziyuan went to bed, getting closer, looking at Zhuang Xiaomin's frowning brows, he moved his body slightly, and put Zhuang Xiaominlou into his arms.

This is the first time that he has been so sober, and he has hugged Zhuang Xiaomin into his arms so truly, feeling Zhuang Xiaomin's thin body, his heart is overflowing with distress.

Zhuang Xiaomin's gentleman has already been found out, when he was just born, he was sent to the welfare home, and Zhuang Jingye only went to the welfare home a few days ago to bring her back, just to let him marry Zhuang Xiaoya into their Mo family.

Mo Ziyuan thought about it empathically, if it was himself. has been alone for more than 20 years, and has always wanted to find his family, but after finding his family, he can only marry his sister in exchange for such a bad luck, no one regards it as a relative, how desperate he should be.

So he endured such despair, but Zhuang Xiaomin still resolutely joined their family, and he had to be blamed and treated coldly by his mother and him, maybe Zhuang Xiaomin was really very sad.

Even Mo Ziyuan was thinking about how Zhuang Xiaomin's thin shoulders could withstand such a heavy blow.

"Mom..."

Suddenly, Mo Ziren directly heard the sound of pretending to be millet, and when he was about to let go of pretending to be Xiaomin, he found that this was Zhang Xiaomin dreaming.

Thinking of today, Zhuang Xiaomin went to ask Zhuang Jingye about his mother's cemetery, no wonder he couldn't find Zhuang Xiaomin after he came out, maybe Zhuang Xiaomin stayed in the cemetery all day.

Thinking about her current situation, compared with Zhuang Xiaomin, she feels that she is much luckier than Zhuang Xiaomin, at least he has grown up as a child since he was a child, and he has his parents by his side, although he has encountered these changes now, but he is still much luckier than Zhuang Xiaomin.

hugged Zhuang Xiaomin tighter, because he found that Zhuang Xiaomin's body was slightly developed, maybe he was afraid, maybe because he was insecure.

When Zhuang Xiaomin woke up early in the morning of the 2nd, he found that he was lying in Mo Ziyuan's arms and fell asleep, he felt particularly embarrassed enough, fortunately, Mo Ziyuan had not woken up yet, he quickly got up from Mo Ziyuan's body, quickly got dressed, and went out after washing.

It wasn't until he went out that Mo Ziyuan opened his eyes, looked at the closed door, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, in fact, he was pretending, he was already awake when Xiao Ming woke up, but she pretended to be asleep and did not pierce Zhuang Xiaomin's series of small actions.

He found Zhuang Xiaomin very cute, after seeing him sleeping in his arms, he got up like a frightened bird, and then quietly dressed and went to wash quietly, and finally walked out quietly on tiptoe.

The more he got along, the more he discovered that Zhuang Xiaomin was different, and it was really different from the girls he had gotten along with before.

Because he promised to be responsible for the three meals at home, he pretended to be Xiaomin and got up early to start preparing breakfast, after all, he had no resources to go out to look for work, and his mother-in-law also had the habit of getting up early, so he had to make breakfast early.

"Mother-in-law's meal will be ready soon, you can sit over there and watch TV first."

This is just the beginning of Wu Xiuli rescued it, it is really early Zhuang Xiaomin scolded in his heart, and immediately said to his mother-in-law with a smile after a little.

This morning, my mother-in-law didn't find any fault, and after taking a look at him, she went to the living room to sit and watch TV.

After two days of exercise, Zhuang Xiaomin has been able to make simple meals, and I have to say that he is still very talented in cooking.

After Mo Ziyuan grinded and chirped for a while, he came out of the room, and saw that a rich breakfast was already on the table, and his mood became better, so that a girl who couldn't cook could already make meals, which was also a very honorable thing.

"Ziyuan, let's eat."

Seeing her son come out, Wu Xiuli's face had a smile, and it was not like before, when she had been wearing an expressionless dead face.

Zhuang Xiaomin couldn't help but glance at his mouth, but he didn't say anything, and quickly walked for the two of them to sit down.

"Today's meal was good, and it finally didn't look like I was killed by salt two days ago."

After frying two mouthfuls of dishes, Mo Ziyuan praised Zhuang Xiaomin for the first time, which made Zhuang Xiaomin a little unresponsive for a while, and almost squirted out a mouthful of porridge.

"I can't say it's delicious, but it's not that unpalatable."

For the first time, even Wu Xiuli praised a game, but Zhuang Xiaomin made Zhuang Xiaomin feel that happiness came too suddenly.

Mainly because Zhuang Xiaomin's performance in the past two days has been quite good, and Wu Xiuli has already thought about it, and now her son has encountered a turning point in his life, he still needs to go out to find a job to maintain the family's livelihood, Wu Xiuli doesn't want to put too much pressure on her son, she can only make the family more harmonious.

Mo Ziyuan looked up, and his mother thought to himself that he was also satisfied with his mother's approach, so that he could also look for a job with confidence.

"I'm going to look for a job today, so wait at home for my good news."

In today's society, it is absolutely impossible to have no money, so people cannot be idle at home, otherwise they will not last long if they sit and eat.

"Good son, I hope you can find a good job, but I just wronged you, and I haven't let you suffer like this since I was a child."

Wu Xiuli put down the dishes and chopsticks, grabbed Mo Ziyuan's hand with her hand, and patted Mo Ziyuan gently, her face was sad and distressed.

In fact, Zhuang Xiaomin also wanted to say a few words, but now that it was the time for the mother and son to be born, he couldn't even interject the words, so he could only clean up the dishes and chopsticks without ink.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Maybe he saw through Zhuang Xiaomin's careful thoughts, or maybe Mo Ziyuan wanted to hear what Zhuang Xiaomin wanted to say to him, and when he was about to go out, he took a special look at Zhuang Xiaomin and asked.

"I... I don't have anything to say. ”

Zhuang Xiaomin was taken aback, he was so nervous that he didn't know what to say, he obviously wanted to say it in his heart, but at this time he didn't know what to say, so he could only do it in the end.

Mo Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhuang Xiaomin to say this, but looking at Zhuang Xiaomin's nervous appearance, she was still quite happy, in fact, sometimes it was a very pleasant thing to tease Zhuang Xiaoyu a little.

"Forget it if you don't, I'll go and take care of the family."

Originally, Zhuang Xiaomin thought that Mo Ziyuan would be angry and scolded him, but he heard a slightly smiling voice, and it seemed that Mo Ziyuan was in a good mood.

"Hopefully you'll get a job, come on."

When he raised his head and saw Mo Ziyuan's figure, he was about to disappear outside the door, he blurted out.