Chapter 67: Apathy
Mo Yanfei blinked: "Dad, don't worry, I will plan carefully, let that Wu Lao Dao, if you have suffering, you can't say it, and you don't dare to sue me if you want to." ”
Mo Zhiyuan helplessly held his forehead: "You tell me, what is the difference between you and bandits?" ”
"I'm for justice."
"Keeping 200 oceans for yourself is called justice? After the robber snatched the six oceans in your hand, he went to buy the old lady's baked cakes on the street, can it be said to help the needy? ”
Mo Yanfei blinked, lowered his head and muttered, "Don't be angry, I won't keep two hundred yuan." ”
Mo Zhiyuan asked, "Do you know why I'm angry?" ”
"I shouldn't have been crooked. However, it was the eldest lady who Wu Laodao deceived first. Dad, the eldest lady is such a good person, I want to get justice for her. ”
Mo Zhiyuan said solemnly: "There is nothing wrong with seeking justice, plus your selfishness, it is your fault." ”
"Dad, what do you think I should do?"
"Xiao Fei, you are twenty-one years old, before you do something, you have to think about it with your brain, how to do it will not be true. If you want to get the money back from Wu Laodao, and you don't want to be caught, then you can only do it above board and without violating any laws. ”
Mo Yanfei took a deep breath, and after slowly exhaling it, he said, "I asked Wu Laodao to donate 300 yuan to the welfare institute and subsidize Dr. Jiang's free consultation fee of 300 yuan." I don't touch a penny, is that okay? ”
Mo Zhiyuan looked at his daughter: "I hope you said this willingly." ”
"I did it willingly."
Mo Zhiyuan took a long breath: "What have you spent your money on lately?" ”
Mo Yanfei looked at his father: "Even if I invited Dr. Jiang to have a meal, it didn't cost anything." ”
"You're not too young, I won't interfere in what you want to do, but you can't break the law."
Mo Yanfei lowered his head and discussed: Have you interfered less with my work?
Mo Zhiyuan saw his daughter bowing her head, so he said, "Mother Wu's meal is almost done, let's eat." ”
"Dad, will you go to Jing'er's funeral tomorrow?"
Mo Zhiyuan originally planned to talk to Mo Yanfei about this after eating, but since Mo Yanfei asked, he asked rhetorically, "Do you want me to go?" ”
"I don't want to."
Mo Zhiyuan looked at his daughter: "Why? ”
"I think if someone asks about the cause of Jing'er's death, you will be very embarrassed, so it is better not to go."
"You're going to go by yourself?"
Mo Yanfei nodded lightly: "Dad, am I very cold-blooded, Jing'er has passed away, I can still laugh like a nobody, if I die, I think Jing'er will definitely cry and faint." ”
Mo Zhiyuan patted his daughter's shoulder: "You are rational and strong, not cold-blooded." ”
Mo Yanfei looked at his father: "Sometimes I feel sorry for Jing'er. ”
"Don't think about the mess, you do what you think is right."
Mo Yanfei nodded: "I know." ”
Mo Zhiyuan saw that Mo Yanfei was still in a very low mood and said: "When your mother just died, I was always worried about how you would live alone if I had an accident, so I never helped you when you fell." You always let yourself go to school and sneak after you. It hurts me when you see the wild dogs scared to leave, but I know that you will have to face it all by yourself one day. It was I who created your character of being cold and not dependent on others. ”
Mo Yanfei nodded: "That's good, at least it won't be too sad." ”