However, what Mo Yan really said was: "Got it." ”

Mo Jielian seemed to have won the jackpot, and her face was shining. She knew that her daughter was a kind-hearted little girl who would not be unforgiving in her embarrassment.

Mo Jielian was about to speak, but was interrupted by Mo Yan: "Mom, I'm tired." ”

"Oooh! Go and lie down and rest. ”

Closing the door of his bedroom, Mo Yan looked around. This is only 5 square meters in size, crammed with beds, tables, bookcases, and standing cabinets. In and out, all by a half-meter-wide passage.

If there is really no contrast, there is no harm.

Her bedroom is not as big as Wang Chengyou's bathroom!

Still, these are hers. Unpretentious, but it provides her with the most authentic warmth and cordiality. She has a heartfelt sense of self-cherishment for all that belongs to her.

I have to say that Mo Yan is rational and capable.

She never indulged herself in sentimentality. Maybe the reality was too harsh to give her a chance to feel melancholy. I changed into a home-based shirt and pants, immediately sat down at the desk, took out the literature and history textbook from Kafuka, and prepared to review!

So far, all illusions have been shattered.

I was dead, but I was also calm.

Mo Yan sat at the desk for two hours. If you don't think about the need to change the sanitary napkin, you are reluctant to get up. Before she opened the bedroom door, Mo Jielian ran out of her room.

"Hungry? What do you want to eat? ”

"Just eat what you usually eat."

A moment later, Mo Yan came out of the bathroom and saw Mo Jielian crying.

Mo Yan: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Boom, I'm so guilty. You're in your third year of high school, and I've been giving you quick food. It's either dried noodles or quick-frozen dumplings. I have ignored you for so long because of a love that can't find the way to marriage! ”

Mo Yan leaned on the refrigerator, looking at the boiling water pot, Mo Jielian, who was holding the noodles in one hand and the dumplings in the other, was crying. She didn't know what to say to comfort her, and she didn't want to say anything to comfort her.

She finally found out how she had been a mother for the past six months.

Blink and let the tears come from and go back.

Mo Yan was just about to tiptoe back to the bedroom, when he suddenly heard Mo Jielian "snap" and close the lid of the pot, extinguish the fire, throw away the noodles, stuff the dumplings into the refrigerator, and shake his head: "Let's go out for a good meal!" ”

Mo Yan shook his head. She didn't want to go to extremes.

Mo Jielian ran back to her bedroom, carrying a coat in her left and right hands: "Yan, which one do you like?" ”

Seeing that Mo Yan didn't speak, she picked out a beige tweed coat and put it on Mo Yan's body by talking to herself: "It's so beautiful!" ”

Helped Mo Yan tie a beautiful bow on his belt: "That's it, you don't even need to change your pants." Mommy takes you to a good place to eat! ”

Mo Yan didn't speak, and started to untie the bow tied by his mother.

"Don't take it off. Brand new, I haven't worn it yet, give it to you! ”

"I don't want to be recognized for walking down the road or having a meal, pointing fingers and talking about it."

"Are you worried about this? Wrap it up on me! ”

Mo Yan hesitated, and was pulled into his room by Mo Jielian. She took out her curling iron, and couldn't help but help Mo Yan curl her hair, chattering while curling.

It is nothing more than sighing that Mo Yan's hair is so good, long and straight, just the right thickness, and moderate thickness.

Mo Yan's sentence "I'm not going" was blocked by Mo Jielian's face full of joy and doting, and she couldn't get out of her mouth. She thought, go out, go out, eat. Counting her fingers, she hadn't been out in a restaurant for at least a year.

Those 15 or 20 pieces of casserole potato flour, snail noodles, hot and sour noodles and the like for a meal are naturally not counted.

Half-drooping his eyes, with a negative qi that had not completely disappeared, Mo Yan sat in front of the dressing mirror and let Mo Jielian fiddle.

Twenty minutes passed.

"That's it!" Mo Jielian clapped her hands.

Mo Yan raised his eyes and was directly stunned.

Is she the one in the mirror?

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the pink cheeks are seductive. The two wet eyes were like a light mist, hazy and did not affect their brightness; Lying on the silkworm horizontally, the eyes appear more vivid and colorful.

The most important thing is the two red lips.

Just by looking at it, you can see the softness and sweetness.

Mo Yan unconsciously raised his hand and pressed it to his lips. Is this really, really hers?

"Don't move! It's going to ruin the makeup. Mo Jielian patted Mo Yan's hand.

Under the influence of big wavy curls, and because of makeup, Mo Yan's visual age quickly soared from 17 years old to 20 years old.

"Isn't that too mature?"

"That's good! Don't you want to be recognized? ”

Mo Jielian cleaned up herself, and the mother and daughter, sisters went out.

"In order to celebrate the success of the two of us in rebuilding the old good, and to further recognize Bai Xiaobai's ugly face, plus I wish you a successful college entrance examination in 7 months, I propose, let's go to a chic restaurant to have an exquisite meal!"

Mo Yan pinched the earlobe, and the imitation gemstone earrings hanging on them were too heavy. While pinching, I thought to myself, a small restaurant? Doesn't sound expensive, okay.

After Mo Jielian lived a rich life for ten years, she lived a pseudo-rich life for another ten years, and the pie was well preserved, so she stopped a taxi with her hand and instructed the driver: "Zi Meixuan." ”

When I got out of the car, it was an alley.

Mo Yanzhi suspected that the driver had misplaced people. Mo Jielian looked familiar, stretched out her arm and asked her daughter to hold it.

I walked all the way to the bottom of the alley, and behind a screen wall painted with cranes and green pines, the scene suddenly became different.

The small courtyard is surrounded by a raised corridor, and in the small space, small bridges, flowing water, rockeries, bonsai, swimming cranes, and fishing are presented at the same time......

The shape is exquisite, the color matching is elegant, and Mo Yan can't put it down.

"Do you like the fun work of landscape architects?"

"I like it!"

Hearing someone ask, Mo Yan blurted out. After speaking, it occurred to me that such a nice strange man's voice might not have asked her at all.

Looking up, on his left hand, which was quite close to him, a young man was leaning on the railing, with a cigarette between his fingers, and he was gently puffing out the smoke ring. Isn't it her who is looking at her with a smile in her eyes?

Mo Yan immediately lowered his head.

A man with this posture is naturally a young man in society. Mo Yan remembered that he was a high school student, and he shouldn't have anything to do with this kind of person who smoked cigarettes fluently.

Lowering her head, she turned her back to the young man and walked away.

Mo Jielian told her to stand still and wait for her. Since there were no seats, she went to an acquaintance to find a reserved table.

After taking a few steps, I saw Mo Jielian walking over with a lost face: "Unfortunately, there is no seat." Let's change it. ”

"This aunt, I have reserved a table, if you don't dislike it, you might as well-"

If you want to put aside the past, Mo Jielian will be called "aunt", and she will definitely pretend to hear and go over. But today is different, after experiencing her daughter's failure to return overnight, she is so frightened that she has not had time to regain her vanity.

"Don't dislike it! Thank you! ”

"This way, please."

Mo Yan dragged his mother's arm and refused to take a step.

Isn't it good to stay and smoke your cigarette, this young man?