An Mo dragged into the bathroom with a slow pace, and finally sat at the dining table with a slow pace under Mo Yan's smiling gaze.

Look at the perfectly shaped omelette on the plate, the crispy toast, the warm and delicious milk...... Putting aside her shyness, An Mo raised her eyes and boldly looked directly at Mo Yan opposite.

"You have to learn to cook often, or I'm sorry for this good craft."

He elegantly spread sauce on the toast, handed it to her, and said with a smile: "Okay, listen to our family Momo." ”

Taking a blank bite of the toast slice he handed over, An Mo lowered his head and pondered, he didn't cook much before because he was the president and was busy.

If you get married, you have to train it well, after all, cooking is still suitable for men.

Mo Yan watched An Mo bow her head to eat, her whole cheeks bulging like a cute little squirrel, her smile deepened, and she wiped a piece of toast again and put it on the plate in front of her.

"You worked hard last night." As soon as An Mo looked up, he saw his smiling eyes and gentle smile, but why mention last night's incident!

I'm so shy!

Mo Yan lowered his head and kissed the tip of An Mo's nose: "Baby, where do you want to play in the afternoon?" ”

"Whatever! You can go anywhere. ”

They spent about a week in France, visiting all the famous places in France, visiting the most prosperous royal palace in Europe, the Palace of Versailles, the large French-style gardens and churches in the castle, and it is difficult to imagine how prosperous France was in those days.

In Paris they also went to the Pont Alexandre III, the Place de la Concorde, and on the Champs-Élysées they could see most of Paris, the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, the Cathedral and the Capitol.

The night before leaving, I went to the largest theater in Europe, the Paris Opera, and the performers were basically French, although Anmo couldn't understand what they were singing, but I liked the atmosphere very much.

The next stop, Anmo and Mo Yan, arrived in Germany, neither of them was excited and happy in France, and even a little calm.

At night, the room was quiet, there was no sound, and when they slept, the two of them were also back to back, each thinking about what was on their minds.

The lights in the hotel were very dim, only the small table lamp at the head of the bed was warm and warm, Mo Yan was a little uncomfortable, and his head slowly replayed the first time they met.

Little Mo Yan carried his Leica camera around Germany for several days, Munich is so big, every building is so high, he still hasn't found the younger brother who was hidden by his parents.

He has been away from home for so long, why is no one coming to him, Xiao Mo Yan is a little sad, holding the camera and squatting in a corner of Maria Square silently sad.

Why did it become like this.

I could have been very happy!

I hate this brother.

How good his parents were to him in the past, how sad he is now, scene by scene like a blade across his heart, it hurts.

He closed his eyes, and his small body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of sadness, not like the emotions he would have at this age, because he didn't work hard enough and wasn't smart enough, so his parents abandoned him! Don't want him!

The cold moonlight shone in from the windowsill, An Mo gently turned over and silently hugged Mo Yan's back, and Mo Yan's memories were also interrupted.

He smiled, if you can't remember the previous memories, you can't remember them! At least you're still with me now.

Mo Yan made a detailed plan for this trip, where to go on the first day and where to go on the second day, but all the plans could not catch up with the changes, and it rained in Munich for a whole week.

An Mo's mood also became very bad with the rain, and she thought of the little boy before, and she didn't know if he was doing well.

After she broke the appointment, he should have left too!

"Hey, you're crying! Why are you crying? Xiao Anmo looked at Xiao Mo Yan squatting on the ground incredulously.

Xiao Mo Yan only felt that this voice was extremely harsh, and raised his head to look at her, at this time, An Mo was like a delicate doll, blinking and looking at him curiously with big eyes.

"Why don't you speak, dumb?" Xiao Anmo felt that he was so pitiful, he couldn't speak at a young age, unlike her, her mother said that she was a bird.

Xiao Mo Yan rolled his eyes, and there was no sadness in his heart, the sadness of children came and went quickly, but where did this jump out of the madman, are we familiar with it?

"Are you Chinese? What a coincidence! I'm telling you, too! Anmo began to tell her story to herself.

This is one of her shortcomings, she always likes to talk to herself, and she doesn't care if others want to listen to it or not.

"I've been in Germany for more than ten years, and I've never been to China. Xiao Anmo's eyes were full of yearning for the motherland.

"Beautiful!" Xiao Anmo was a little shocked by Xiao Mo Yan's opening, it turned out that he was not a little dumb! That's good, how pitiful it would be for such a lovely child to be dumb.

"My mother said that China is my home, and no matter where I am, I can't forget our motherland."

"You speak Chinese very well!" Xiao Mo Yan asked casually.

"You don't know, this is what my parents have cultivated since childhood." Xiao Anmo is very proud of this, she is not as good as Chinese in German.

"Actually, I was a little scared to go back to China, because when I was a kid in Munich, there were always children who bullied me, and no one played with me, always scolding me."

Mo Yan knows that discrimination against Chinese in some countries and places is still very serious, but the little girl has a very good personality, is very optimistic and not depressed, but he doesn't know that the little girl is two years older than him!

"What if my children back in China are bullying me, and I can't fight back, my mother said to be a lady, and I can't meet them in general."

Mo Yan was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "No." ”

The two of them get along very well, although Mo Yan has few words, he can't stand An Mo is chatter.

When the sun was about to set, the little girl got up from the ground, patted the dust, and said with a smile: "Alas, I'm going home, and I'm very happy to chat with you!" Remember to come back tomorrow! There are so many stories that I haven't told you! ”

Running and turning back towards the sunset, this scene became the most beautiful mark in Mo Yan's heart.

That year, An Mo was fourteen years old and Mo Li was twelve years old.

Xiao Mo Yan didn't come the next day, An Mo sat in the corner and watched the sunrise and sunset, and returned home disappointed, he was very busy! didn't know that in the corner where no one was paying attention, Mo Yan also secretly looked at her for a day.

Xiao Mo Yan is more suspicious at a young age, which is also inseparable from his father, and the ideas instilled by Mo Qin since he was a child make him unwilling to believe that someone will approach without purpose.

Three days have passed like this, and little Anmo still comes at sunrise and leaves at sunset every day, Xiao Mo Yan looked at the figure of Xiao Anmo leaving and suddenly felt that he was a bastard, so he released the pigeons for three days.

Why is she so stupid, why do you have to come every day, on the morning of the fourth day, Xiao Anmo thought that she was alone again, watching the flow of people and watching the sunrise from morning to night, and no one liked to play with her anyway.

But the familiar figure in the corner filled her with surprise.

An Mo ran over in a hurry, with obvious happiness in her tone: "You're finally here, what's going on these days?" I've been waiting for you for days! ”

Mo Yan didn't know how to speak, but nodded silently.

An Mo didn't ask too much, and sat next to him again, watching the people on the street with him, chatting about the interesting things that had happened in the past few days.

The days went by like this, day by day, and suddenly one day An Mo disappeared, and he disappeared without telling anything.

Mo Yan thought in his heart that he was punishing himself for disappearing at the beginning.

Mo Yan wondered if he was just like An Mo, wait for her seriously for a few days, and she would appear, but then it rained heavily in Munich, and the little Mo Yan couldn't hold it anymore and fell into the rain.

Before Mo Yan woke up, Yingying made an appointment and heard the sound of crying, who was it?

When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw Yunlu with his back to him, and opened his lips slightly.

"Mom... Mom..."

Yun Lu turned around in surprise, and Mo Tan also walked over to look at him from the side.

"Xiao Yan, you've finally woken up, you haven't felt any discomfort yet!"

Mo Yan shook his head, but his heart was empty, as if something had been lost......

In a villa in Germany, after taking a sip of coffee with elegant movements, Bai Lang looked at Lan Shu, who was playing a mobile game on the side, and felt quite helpless:

"Ah Shu, this time we are here to investigate the market, and by the way, we have solved a certain jumping grasshopper, these scum scum really don't have much power in Germany, don't hold me back."

Lan Shu lowered her eyes and quickly clicked on her mobile phone, and said perfunctorily: "Little White Brother, don't worry, everything is in order, just wait for them to be solved tonight." ”

Lan Shu put one hand on his neck and made a wiping motion.

"Xiao Liu can't be contacted now, I'm a little worried, besides, Mo Yue is definitely not as harmless as it seems on the surface."

Lan Shu's body stiffened suddenly, dropped the phone and sat up straight, and said with a frown: "What is the origin of this Mo Yue, except for Brother Li's uncle, our system can't find other problems......"

"You know, there are generally two reasons why you can't find it.

One, there is really nothing.

Second, the strength is equal to or even surpasses us......"

A hint of indifference flashed in Bai Lang's eyes, this person is in big trouble.

"By the way, the master is here."

Lan Shu suddenly had a bitter face, except for the old man in the family, the most feared thing was the master who taught them three various martial arts since childhood, with a smile hiding a knife, and a strange and terrifying way of speaking.

"What are you talking about?"

Before the person heard the sound, the man strode in, a straight tunic could not cover the muscles of the whole body, and the wheat-colored skin was full of healthy elasticity, this was a middle-aged man who lived a wanton and chic life.

As soon as they saw him, Bai Lang and Lan Shu stood up respectfully and shouted in a low voice, "Master." ”