It seems that our family has a story!

Mo Fan stood up abruptly and said, "I'll go to my parents first, let's talk slowly!"

"Hey!", the eldest aunt replied.

After Mo Fan walked away, the eldest aunt let out a long breath.

"Sister!", the second aunt shouted: "Look, Mo Fan is not a little different this year!"

The eldest aunt nodded, "I found out too, it seems that ...... I'm going to have to inform them. ”

She pulled out her phone and dialed a call.

"Hey, what are you doing with me?", a man's voice came from across the phone.

"Xiaofan is back, you and your younger siblings hurry up and come out of the secret realm, I lied that you were buying vegetables in the vegetable market, go quickly!"

"What! I'll go!", exclaimed the person on the other end of the line.

"Hey, don't hang up the ...... yet," said the eldest aunt.

Toot toot!

"Why are you in such a hurry!", the eldest aunt complained, "Can't you wait for me to finish before hanging up?"

The second aunt smiled, "I guess my son is back, I'm too anxious to see him! ”

The eldest aunt nodded, "This kid should have an adventure outside!"

............

............

After Mo Fan escaped from the encirclement of his relatives, he came to the place where he bought vegetables every day.

It's been a long time!

It was dusk now, and he saw that there were fewer and fewer vendors on the left and right, but he still couldn't find his parents.

"Hey, stinky boy!", a male voice came from behind Mo Fan.

When Mo Fan heard the voice, he immediately turned around, only to see his father Mo Ziming wearing an old migrant worker uniform and rushing here.

"Dad!", Mo Fan stepped forward and hugged him, "Where's my mom?"

"It's in the back!", Mo Ziming smiled, he glanced at Mo Fan from top to bottom, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Child, you are fat, and the food in the city is still good!", Mo Ziming sighed.

Mo Fan smiled awkwardly, "Dad, when others come home, they are always said by their elders to lose weight, what you said makes me a little sad!"

Mo Ziming laughed and said, "I'm telling the truth, I don't believe you asked your mother to go." ”

"Son!" a female voice came, no need to guess, it must be Mo Fan's mother Chen Ping.

Mo Fan's mother came to Mo Fan in ordinary casual clothes and with some vegetables in her right hand.

"Mom!", Mo Fan shouted: "Look at me, am I thin or fat?"

Mo Fan's mother was asked by him, looked at it carefully, and said, "You have become white and fat." ”

Hearing his parents' words, Mo Fan rolled his eyes helplessly, and said, "Mom, Dad, I used to be thin, but now I'm strong, you see that I even have abdominal muscles!", Mo Fan said, and lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing a clear six-pack abs.

"Okay, okay, less sneering, I also had abs when I was younger. Mo Ziming said: "Let's go home, Dad will make you a big meal!"

"Gotcha!", Mo Fan took the dish in his mother's hand and took the first step.

"the kid, did you notice it?", Mo Ziming asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Xiao Fan has changed a little." ”

Chen Ping nodded, "Let's go back and talk about it, it's time to tell him about it!"

Mo Ziming nodded silently and agreed to Chen Ping's suggestion.

"Son, do you have a girlfriend at school?"

"Nope!"

"Hahaha, when I was young, there were a lot of people chasing your father!"

The shadow of a family of three was stretched long under the sunset.

............

............

Back to the house

"Mom and Dad, this is the rice I brought back from outside, how about trying this tonight?", Mo Fan said as he picked up a bag of rice.

"Yes!", Mo Ziming replied, holding two cabbages as delicate as jade in his hand.

"Son, you go back to your room to rest first, tidy up well, and call you down when the meal is ready!"

Mo Fan nodded and returned to his room after a long absence.

Looking at the familiar bed, the wall decorations and the table, all of which were spotless, Mo Fan couldn't help but be moved, it seemed that during his absence, his parents still often helped clean the room.

I took off my slippers and made a big jump and fell on my bed.

This cushion is really softer and more comfortable than the dormitory bed, Mo Fan thought to himself.

After being stunned on the bed for a while, Mo Fan took out his mobile phone, intending to take a look at the chat history of Huaxia Xiuzhenqun.

As soon as I opened the group chat, a barrage of messages popped up.

What are you talking about, so hi?

Mo Fan browsed carefully.

Tianjizi: There are major events, can you have southern Taoist friends to come to help? @霓烟仙子@东方靖@弈道子@术修

Ni Smoke Fairy: Tianjizi, what's the big deal?

Yi Daozi: +1

Mechanic: +2

Shi Chen (the second apprentice of Master Jingzhen, five years old this year): +10086

Master of Pure Truth: xiao, tu, zai, zi, bie, dao, luan, gan, jin, hui, lai, nian, jin, xiu, lian!

Mo Fan looked at this string of pinyin and couldn't help but read it out: "Little rabbit cub, don't make trouble, hurry back and recite the scriptures and practice!Haha! Master Jingzhen is also a man of temperament!", Mo Fan laughed out loud.

Shi Chen: Master, I was wrong, I'll go offline!

Neon Smoke Fairy: The child is so cute, and the slave family also wants a child!

Shushu: @霓烟仙子, I can help you!(Seek's emoji*3)

Neon Smoke Fairy: Mud Song Kai!

Technique: (Aggrieved Expression*3)

Yi Daozi: @天机子, what is going on?

Tianjizi: Don't say it! Don't say it! You'll know when you come.

Shuxiu: Okay, count me in.

Neon Smoke Fairy: The slave family will go too.

Yi Daozi: Poor Dao is also fine.

After this conversation was finished, the group fell silent, and it seemed that they had gone to a private chat.

Half an hour after the log......

Dongfang Jing: I want to guide Xiaoxue and Xiaoshuo to cultivate, so I won't go, I wish you all safety!

Mo Fan was embarrassed for a while, looking at other people's attitudes towards the Martial Arts Association, and then looking at himself, it really can't be compared, who calls it a family, with financial and material resources, and a father who is so strong to guide.

As for myself, it's purely a soy sauce, and stepping into the cultivation realm is also an accident, a casual cultivation, no resources, can only fight for it by yourself, and finally got a set of exercises and weapons, but I don't even know a predecessor with a stick, I can only test it little by little, alas, people are more than people, and I'm angry!

Mo Fan shook his head, anyway, he is not the kind of person who is competitive and competitive, just be able to do a good job of himself in a down-to-earth manner, and become stronger? Look at fate! If you don't have that fate, you can be your own little monk.

If it really doesn't work, Mo Fan also plans to try the farming flow, the fairy kitchen flow, no matter what, there will definitely be a way out.