Chapter 47: Loving You More Than 100 Days (9)

There was a sharp pain in his feet, and he was kicked by his sister.

Han Xiaoyu glanced at Mo Xiaoxin and confirmed his eyes, he was not interested in this girl, so he turned his grief into strength and took a big bite of the food, even eating Mo Xiaoxin's share of the dish, leaving Mo's mother and Mo Xiaoxin stunned.

When Han Xiaoyu left the table after eating, he heard Mo's mother say to Mo Xiaoxin: "Are you still angry with your mother?" ”

Mo Xiaoxin didn't speak.

"Are you sure you want to buy that dress?" Mo's mother took out a stack of money as she spoke, thinking about making her daughter happy as soon as possible, and she was used to doing what she liked, just give the money directly.

Mo Xiaoxin's eyes lit up as she looked at the stack of money, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she still didn't say anything.

"Three is enough, right?" Mo's mother took out three hundred-yuan red bills and gently placed them on the table.

"Four hundred." Mo Xiaoxin saw that her mother still had two 100 yuan cards in her hand, and hurriedly spoke up.

Mo's mother hesitated, didn't say anything, took out another hundred yuan and put it on top of the three hundred yuan, and got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Han Xiaoyu stood quietly under the eaves outside the kitchen, listening to the conversation between Mo's mother and daughter, looking at the Mo family's four-walled house but having a daughter who spends money and spends a lot of money, and feels very sad.

"Xiao Kai, let's go to school with my sister, wait for Dad to send money back next time, and Mom will buy you new clothes, okay?" Xiao Kai, go to school quickly, remember to come back with your sister when school is over. Mo's mother is afraid that her son will be jealous of her daughter's spending money, and she is also afraid that her daughter will skip school again, so she will keep an eye on her son.

Mo's mother put the remaining more than 100 yuan in her pocket and touched it, afraid that it would fall. Mo's father sent back more than 1,000 yuan last week, in addition to buying a piglet and buying a bag of feed, there were more than 500 yuan left, and now he gave 400 yuan Mo Xiaoxin, there are only more than 100 left, and life is a little tight.

"I can still wear my clothes, mom doesn't have to worry." Han Xiaoyu pushed the cart and quickened her pace to catch up with her sister.

Mo Xiaoxin sat on a brand-new bicycle, which was newly bought last month, and the style was also Mo Xiaoxin's own choice, very good-looking, very eye-catching, when she sat on this bicycle through the small street on the way to school, the onlooker rate was 100%, and occasionally there was a thug who whistled. Mo Xiaoxin was proud, she would show a delicate smile at this time, and slowly pedal her bicycle with her head held high and swaggered across the street.

Mo Xiaoxin is relatively good-looking, like Mo's mother, dress up a little, in this small mountain village, she can be described as an outstanding girl.

At the corner of the street, a man reached out to grab Mo Xiaoxin's bicycle, Han Xiaoyu glared at the man, and the man retracted his hand stupidly and said: Remember to reply to my WeChat! Then he glanced at Mo Xiaokai with bad intentions and said, "This kid is your younger brother?" ”

"yes, he's a fool!" Mo Xiaoxin said angrily, worried about Mo Xiaokai taking the head teacher to find her today.

So they know each other? Han Xiaoyu looked at the man carefully and remembered him. The man was a thief-eyebrow, with a red birthmark about the size of a finger under his right earlobe.

There was a mobile hall at the school gate, Mo Xiaoxin put the car, swaggered in, took out 200 yuan and said to the waiter: "Give me 200 yuan to charge." ”

When Mo Xiaoxin entered the classroom, the class bell had just rang, and she always liked to step back to the classroom. Seeing her sit down, Lu Meimei subconsciously moved her body to shrink her sense of existence.