Since the first weekend is not used to not going home, the days have passed quickly, in a blink of an eye the end of the twenty-seven, they have a holiday today, well, it is a winter vacation, the sixth year of junior high school will come over to start making up classes, that is to say, they only have seven days off, because there is no thirty this year. It's only twenty-nine, and this year is over, and they're going to be a year older again.

Mo Ziqi's mother personally drove over to pick her up and sent the Sultan to the station, because the Sultan's father still has to go to work today, so he can't come to pick her up.

Jiang Nan's driver also came, and for a while, the whole school was full of cars and taxis to pick up high school juniors home.

Ji Xun had already packed his things and came over with Jiang Nan to say goodbye to them.

Mo Ziqi smiled and pointed to her pregnant mother, and introduced to Ji Xun: "This is my mother." After speaking, he pointed to Ji Xun and said, "Mom, this is Ji Xun, our squad leader, the one with the best grades in the whole city." ”

"Hello Auntie!" Ji Xun greeted her with a polite smile.

"Hehe... Hello! Come to my house when you have time! After speaking, he looked at Jiang Nan.

"Hello Auntie!" Jiang Nan also greeted her with a smile.

"Hmmm! Long time no see. "This kid is smiling very enthusiastically today, he is a demon, and it seems that he is going to have a good chat with his daughter in the evening.

Jiang Nan looked at the trunk that they hadn't had time to close, and said to the Sultan: "Sultan, do you want to take my car?" It's still early anyway, we'll send you straight home. ”

As soon as Jiang Nan finished speaking, Mo Ziqi's mother had already spoken: "No need, I'm bored at home anyway, I'll send it." ”

The Sultan on the side opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, looked at Mo Ziqi who was looking forward to it, Ji Xun and Jiang Nan who looked relieved, and then looked at Mo Ziqi's mother's sincere and kind face, and felt that he couldn't refuse at all, so he could only smile and say to her, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

After speaking, he said to Mo Ziqi: "Lend me your mobile phone to make a call." ”

After taking the mobile phone, the Sultan walked to the side and dialed Grandma's phone and said to her: "Hey, grandma, it's me, yes, I'm on vacation, Mo Ziqi and her mother will send me back later, um!" Okay, goodbye. ”

After hanging up the phone, the Sultan returned the phone to Mo Ziqi, and then the two waved goodbye to Ji Xun and Jiang Nan.

Mo Ziqi, who was sitting in the car, complained to the Sultan: "After a six-day holiday, I actually sent out 20 rolls, which can be used as bed sheets if they are glued." ”

The Sultan looked at her with a bitter and hateful look, and said with a smile: "It's okay, at school, you have to make three papers a day, and you have to take so many classes, besides, don't you have Jiang Nan's plug-in artifact." "Meaning you're relaxed enough.

Speaking of Jiang Nan, Mo Ziqi's originally soft body suddenly sat up straight, looked at the Sultan and said, "Eh, if you don't say it, I forgot it, no wonder I always feel that there is something I haven't done, I didn't even ask Jiang Nan if he wants to go to his house to do his homework after the holiday?" ”

Before the Sultan could give advice, Feng Qing's phone rang in front, it was Mo Ziqi's father.

"Hey, wife, where are you?"

"What about driving, what's wrong?"

"How long will it take to get home? I don't have a key to get in at the door. ”

"You ask the babysitter to open the door for you!"

"Didn't the nanny come home for three days?"

Speaking of this, Mo Ziqi and the Sultan both looked at each other, they had already left the city for a while.

The Sultan hurriedly said, "Aunt Feng, you stop at the next bus stop and let me get off, and I'll take the bus home by myself." ”

"Well, you have so much stuff." Feng Qing refused without thinking about it, she didn't feel at ease to leave her alone on the side of the road on this cold day.

"Why don't you go home with us, Sultan, and we'll send you home tomorrow?" Mo Ziqi looked forward to it.

"This is a good solution, what do you think, Sultan? In the evening, my aunt will cook for you to eat. Feng Qing also felt that this was the best.

The Sultan only thought for a few seconds before agreeing, and said, "Then I will bother you." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother." Mo Ziqile blossomed.

Feng Qing saw that she agreed, and hurriedly turned around and returned while there was no car.

"Mom, you still don't want to cook at night." Mo Ziqi said coquettishly.

Feng Qing asked, "Why?" ”

"Well, I can't appreciate the food you cooked." Mo Ziqi said very implicitly, it's not that she complains, her mother's leg and foot skills are there, but her cooking skills are really not.

Feng Qing couldn't help but laugh and scolded after hearing this: "Dead girl"

The Sultan asked Mo Ziqi for his mobile phone and told his grandmother that she would not come back today because of something.

Twenty minutes later, Feng Qing returned home with the two girls, and Mo Ziqi's father didn't have a key to enter the door, so he had to go to the security room and sit and wait for them to come back.

Father Mo knew that the Sultan proposed to eat out after living in his house today, and he was too lazy to cook, which was unanimously agreed by Mo Ziqi and Feng Qing, Feng Qing really didn't know how to cook, and Mo Ziqi really didn't want to eat the dark food made by her mother.

On the way to eat, Father Mo asked them, "What do you want to eat?" ”

The Sultan doesn't care, he can eat anything, as long as it's not too expensive, or I'm really embarrassed.

Mo Ziqi thought for a while and said, "I want to eat Western food, I haven't been there for a long time." "Anyway, my father pays for it, although she is a high school student, don't be too extravagant, but it's been half a year, and it shouldn't be too much to eat once.

Father Mo immediately agreed: "Okay, as long as my daughter wants to eat, the stars in the sky will be given to you." "Apparently a daughter slave.

Mo Ziqi was very happy, and her mouth was also very sweet: "Oh, dad is the best, I know that you love me the most." ”

"Mo Ziqi, don't I hurt you?" Feng Qing was jealous, why had this girl never said such a thing to her?

"How is that possible?" Mo Ziqi immediately clarified: "Didn't you say that there is only a mother in the world?" ”

"Yay? Then you just said that your dad is the best! Feng Qing didn't give up.

"Well, Dad, he is indeed the best, because he treats you as meat in the palm of his hand and me as a treasure in his palm." Mo Ziqi played a word game, dragging the text very slippery.

The Sultan sitting next to her couldn't help it, this guy really learned the language well.

was laughed at by the Sultan like this, Feng Qing and Father Mo also laughed, having such a living treasure daughter is indeed enough to make people happy.

"What I said is true, from the bottom of my heart, aren't you moved? Yes... It's so sad! Mo Ziqi held his hands in his heart, pretending to be very hurt.

A few people laughed more happily, and the tiredness of the day dissipated a lot.

The first time Sultan ate steak, Mo Ziqi took the menu and introduced it to her: "Filet mignon is the most expensive, I like sirloin steak, tender and juicy, I like medium-rare, medium-rare feels a little raw, we can also ask for a small bread, and then ask for a sweet fruit salad." ”

The Sultan asked, "Why do you have a salad?" Is it better to eat this way? ”

"It's not." Mo Ziqi shook his head and said: "Steak is all meat, we are usually used to eating light rice, if it is not accompanied by something light, I feel a little indigestion, we can also order boiled broccoli." ”

"So much? Finished eating? The Sultan asked, puzzled, and she ordered all four.

Mo Ziqi smiled and said: "Don't worry, these things we ordered, except for the steak that is half the size of a palm, the rest are pocket versions, if the steak is high enough calories, I can still eat a serving of hot and sour noodles at this amount." ”

When the Sultan heard this, he felt for a moment that he had seen a lot, and he showed a look of sudden realization.

Mo Mu, who was sitting opposite them, watched the two of them discuss in a whisper head to head, the corners of her mouth curved a little, she lowered her head and touched her already big belly, and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Father Mo, who was sitting next to her, asked.

Feng Qing smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that Ziqi and Sultan are so good, and suddenly I regret giving birth to my second child so late, if only I had been born more than ten years earlier, Ziqi also has an extra companion." ”

Mo Ziqi, who was sitting opposite, also heard her words, and said with a smile: "Mom, you are well alive now, I am about to go to college, I will have my brother or sister with you when I leave, if we are about the same age, the two of us are not around together, how lonely you are!" ”

"Hmmm! I also think it's better to have a bigger difference. The Sultan also said: "You see that I am in the city now, and I will only go home once a month next year, and only once in six months after university, and if my brother is not young, my parents will definitely not be used to it." ”

Feng Qing said with a smile: "If you are my daughter, I am reluctant, well-behaved and sensible, unlike Mo Ziqi, who not only makes a fuss, but also babbles all day long, and does not look like a girl at all." ”

"Where do I have?" Mo Ziqi opened his mouth to retort.

"Okay, okay, you don't, you're cute and lively." Father Mo helped a table of people order a meal and then started a round.

"Hmmm! I also think you're cute and lively. The Sultan also appeased Mo Ziqi.

After the steak was served, Mo Ziqi and Sultan told the two adults about the interesting things at school, and everyone was very happy after the meal.

During the meal, Cheng Siming called Mo Ziqi's mobile phone, and after the Sultan answered it, he told her that he didn't have to go to work tomorrow afternoon, and would come to pick her up after lunch, and don't let people send it, it's too troublesome, and the Sultan should be fine.

After taking a shower at night, it was only eight o'clock, and Mo Ziqi and Sultan sat at their desks and prepared to write papers.

"Shall we go shopping tomorrow morning?" Mo Ziqi looked at the Sultan and asked.

"What are you going to buy? If you don't buy it, you should make it at home, there are so many sheets. The Sultan shook a stack of papers.

Mo Ziqi wrote a name on the scroll and said, "Yes! What's the point of shopping without shopping? ”

The Sultan also wrote a name, looking at her with suspicion in his eyes.

"Oh, if you really want to buy something, you can go with me!" Mo Ziqi started the most unbearable soft grinding and hard bubble in Sudan again.

Sure enough, the Sultan made a gesture of begging for mercy and said, "Okay, well, come with you, and make a roll!" One less after doing one. ”

"There are countless more tickets for the start of school." Mo Ziqi answered.

"Poof..."The Sultan couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Are you going to Jiang Nan's house tomorrow afternoon?" ”

Mo Ziqi, who was going to bow her head and make a roll, remembered that she hadn't asked yet, so she hurriedly walked to the side of the bed and picked up the mobile phone on the bed, opened WeChat and asked with voice: "Master, do I still want to come to your house during the holidays?" ”