"After I go to work, don't take her out, don't call for takeout, in short, don't open anyone who knocks on the door, and wait until I come back in the evening." When we couldn't stop her from looking for her mother, we called the police. Mo Jielian lowered her voice and instructed Mo Yan.

Mo Yan felt that this move seemed to be entrusted by his mother, but 2 days later, if his mother still couldn't be contacted, he had to do so, so he nodded.

Mo Jielian went out lightly, bought a lot of food for the two girls in the family, and sent it home before going to work.

Mo Yan held back his strength, and was ready to use all his resources to deceive him by his side, so that he left his job, the tuition fee, and Wang Chengyou, all of them were now left behind.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, I couldn't hold it anymore, and my mother couldn't help crying because of my sleepiness. She glared at Sister Yan Yan and asked her why she didn't let her go out to find her mother.

"Sister Yan Yan is bad!" The little feet stomped on the ground and pouted.

Mo Yan had no choice but to take out the killer feature - ice cream from the refrigerator.

There was a clear struggle in his eyes.

"Ice cream first, okay?"

Xi Xi was seduced by the food and compromised again. While she was eating ice cream, Mo Yan followed the unique secret recipe left by her mother to firmly encircle her and prevent her from moving. Nestled in Mo Yan's arms, eating and eating, his eyelids began to fight. An ice cream has not been eaten yet, and the eyes are completely closed.

"Phew—" Mo Yan let out a sigh.

Sitting cross-legged next to her small body, Mo Yan sent a message to Mo Jielian to report on the situation of chickens flying and dogs jumping at home.

"Well done! Xixi's mother contacted me, she can't come back for the time being, and we need to take care of Xixi for about three days. ”

"Huh? What's the situation? ”

Mo Jielian simply called, Mo Yan hid in the kitchen and pressed answer.

Mo Jielian replied to Mo Yan and said that she didn't know the specific situation. It's just that at noon, when I was extremely bored, I answered a strange phone call, and the call happened to be from my mother.

Xixi's mother said that it was difficult for her to describe her current situation for a while, and if it went well, she would come back in 2 days to pick it up, and if it didn't go well, it would take 3 or 4 days, in short, she would do it as soon as possible. Before that, please let her and Mo Yan be embarrassed.

"She said that she was very kind and unforgettable." Mo Jielian added.

Mo Yan was dumbfounded for a while. Ahem, what can she say? Don't do it, don't do it?

"After tomorrow, it's Monday, you go to work, I'll take a leave of absence to bring it." Mo Jielian chattered.

"No, no, you don't have to ask for leave...... You have a high salary. Mo Yan was a little weak-hearted. Hasn't she had time to tell her mom that she's quit?

"Okay." Based on the fact that her average daily salary is 1.5 times that of her daughter, Mo Jielian did not give in, "Oh, Xixi's mother also said, these days, don't let Xixi go out, no matter how she cries, don't let her go out." ”

"Oh."

Hanging up the phone, Mo Yan sighed deeply, a good person really can't be a momentary spirit to the end. It's hard to be a good person.

Electricity bills or something, when there is a wrinkle, I no longer care, the air conditioner is turned on day and night, and the doors and windows are also properly exposed to breathable gaps. Mo Yan was about to walk towards his mother's bedroom with the door open, when a knock suddenly sounded behind him.

"Who?" Inertia rhetorical question.

After asking, I want to go back in time! She didn't plan to open the door anyway, why didn't she just say anything?!

"It's me."

"......" Mo Yan held his breath. The cat's eye on the door is broken early.

"I'm a friend of 307 next door, 307 is not at home, I bought something, can I put it at your house?"

Mo Yan glanced at his mother's bedroom quickly, for fear that he would wake up at this time. She leaned close to the crack in the door and said hurriedly: "I'm not familiar with 307, you can change to another home." ”

"This sister, your voice sounds familiar, the young girl I met downstairs last night is you, right?"

Mo Yan's hair was raised. She hurriedly locked the door, closed her mouth tightly, and said no more. No wonder she also felt that the other party's voice was familiar, it turned out to be a clumsy father who came to the door!

"This sister, open the door, I just put a bag of rice and a bucket of oil in my hand in your house, and I will never step into your door. If you don't believe me, I'll put my things at the door and go down the next floor, just begging you to put them in the house in time so that they don't get to them. Do you think it's okay? ”

The people outside the door spoke earnestly, and their voices were not treacherous.

But if you think that you can coax Mo Yan to open the door because of this, it is too low to look down on Mo Yan.

Relative! Immature!

Is she the kind of girl who gets dizzy when she gets deceived in just a few words?!

Mo Yan made up her mind, no matter how much rhetoric she said outside the door, she would no longer make a sound.

"Drop-" SMS tone.

Standing at the door, she flipped through her mobile phone and found a new message: "Mo Yan, the man at the door of your house is your relative?" ”

The new news comes from the writer.

"It's not." Mo Yan replied. After returning to it, I found that the point should be "you are also outside my house"!

"You're outside my house too?" Hurry up and add it.

The situation is special, and after quickly weighing the pros and cons, the writer is more trustworthy than the strange awkward father. What's more, her house harbors the target that her father is looking for.

"Yes." The writer replied in seconds.

"Can you get him away?"

Wenhao didn't reply to him, and through the door, she heard Wenhao's voice directly.

"What are you doing on my doorstep?!" The seriousness of the voice made Mo Yan inside the door feel refreshed.

"Me, I'm next door ......"

"What's next door? I don't know, it's far from my door! "It's not just serious, it's also vaguely majestic.

"I ......"

"I said that I don't know you, do you want me to call the police to ask you to leave?"

Mo Yan pricked up his ears to listen, and heard a series of reluctant footsteps. Then, a line appeared on her phone screen: I'm the only one outside the door now. From the writer.

He sent a message like this without knocking on the door, probably because he didn't want to give his embarrassed father, who was not far away, a chance to doubt. Mo Yan thought about it and opened the door.

For the first time, today's writer did not wear a suit, but wore a pale pink shirt. The shirt is relatively slim, with long sleeves rolled up, and the shirt without a tie has 2 buttons at the mouth, and the biceps and pectoral muscles are faintly visible with the swing of the arms.

This is a writer with male hormones.

As he stepped in, Mo Yan obviously felt an unrelieved pressure. But this kind of pressure is still acceptable compared to the embarrassed father who is entangled outside the door to open the door. Mo Yan attributed this pressure to the fact that the writer's style of dressing today is very different from that of the past. In the past, it was polite, but today it is a little wild.

"I'm coming to see you, I'm afraid you really won't go to work on Monday." The writer gets straight to the point.

"Shhhhhhhh

It took a moment for the writer to understand what she meant.

"There's another person in the house?" Wenhao asked in surprise.

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