"Really?"

Hearing the news that Mo Bai was admitted to Jiedeng Academy, Qiu Yun, the adoptive mother who was standing by the cauldron to make pickles, stared at her big eyes for a long time before she put down the spatula with joy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course it's true!"

Mo Dongshan smiled cheerfully, "Come, Xiaobai, tell your mother yourself!"

"Hmm. Auntie, it's true. I was accepted into Jiedeng College. ”

After looking at Mo Dongshan's bright eyes, Mo Bai looked at Qiu Yun and repeated it obediently.

"Oh my God!"

Almost instantly, Qiu Yun's tear ducts seemed to be broken, and tears gushed out, covering her mouth and crying with joy. After being at a loss for a while, regardless of the eyes of other women workers in the small workshop, he directly hugged Xiao Mobai in his arms.

The adoptive mother's strength is much greater than that of the disabled and frail Mo Dongshan, Mo Bai couldn't breathe when he was strangled, and his face was full of wry smiles, but he didn't snort.

"Old woman, hurry up and let go, don't strangle our precious son!"

Seeing Mo Bai's face flushed, Mo Dongshan was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed his wife's hand with his rough big hand, "My son is sensible and silent, you don't know how to be restrained as a mother?"

Qiu Yun reacted at this time, let go of her hands, and apologized to Mo Bai with a sob: "Sorry, child, I, I'm just ......"

"It's okay, mother. Mo Bai smiled.

The women in the small pickle workshop were also boiling because of this bombshell news at this time.

"Ah Yun, your son is so good!?"

In the 100-year history of Fallen Leaf Town, there has never been a fighter, and now I heard that someone stood out and was even admitted to the top Jiedeng College in the mainland, which inevitably stirred up a thousand waves.

A bucket waist aunt who was putting the finished pickles into bottles and cans for sealing licked her lips and was envious: "I didn't expect Xiaobai, this kid to be so competitive, I think that when the fighting soul test was carried out, my son didn't even have the lowest one-star fighting spirit." ”

"Qiu Yun's baby was admitted to Jiedeng Academy. This is our Tingfeng Village, oh no, it's a great event for the entire Fallen Leaf Town!"

Another aunt also danced with her hands.

"Ah Yun, congratulations!"

"Ah Yun is so blessed!"

"Ah Yun, your son is so handsome and magnificent, I have long seen that he is not an ordinary person. ”

Three women played a play, a group of elderly aunts chattered and discussed, and the simple and narrow small workshop was lively for a while.

Although they are all low-level civilians begging for food in the same small workshop, most of these co-workers have looked down on Qiu Yun because they saw Qiu Yun's husband lame, but at this time, except for a few people who are jealous of their silence, everyone who has a little vision will open their mouths in time to praise.

"Why are you not working, they're all chatting?"

With this shrill voice, the owner of the pickle workshop came in from outside, a bald old man of fifty or sixty years old, short and fat, dressed in a gorgeous green robe, swaggering, like a nouveau riche.

His nose twitched, as if he smelled a little burnt, the bald man squinted his eyes and looked around, and suddenly pointed to the big pot and exclaimed: "It's mush! It's all mush! Whose job is this?"

Qiu Yun's face changed when she heard this, and then she remembered that she was so excited that she forgot the work at hand, and hurriedly picked up the spatula and rushed forward to stir-fry.

"Qiu Yun! I said what's the matter with you!"

The bald man glared, stepped forward angrily, and slapped his thigh painfully: "How can you sell it after you've been fried!?

"Tell me about you, ah, what are you doing when you don't work during working hours? I paid you to come here in a daze? Ah! Look at this fried ......."

The bald head spat and scolded, and his fingers almost poked Qiu Yun's head.

And Qiu Yun bowed her head vigorously to admit her mistake, and the action of stir-frying pickles in her hands kept stopping, looking sad and pitiful.

"You're still a fart, what's the use of being like this!?" The bald head became more energetic, and directly stepped forward to snatch the spatula in her hand and slammed it on the ground: "Let me tell you Qiu Yun, you don't have any of this month's salary!"

Seeing the bald boss scolding his adoptive mother with his head and face, Mo Baiqi's face turned blue, and his drooping hands clenched into fists.

"You, dead bald, don't scold my mother!"

Without waiting for his adoptive father, whose face was also getting more and more gloomy, to get angry, Mo Bai stepped forward first.

The scolding stopped abruptly.

The bald man was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes in disbelief and turned back stiffly.

"You, you're scolding me?"

In this village, who doesn't know that he Wu Lao Er is the most taboo for others to scold himself for being bald.

Unbelievable, this kid is talking about his own flaws?

"Is there anyone here who has no hair but you, a dead bald man?"

Mo Bai said coldly, his words were like knives, leaving no mercy at all.

"You, you dead imp!"

Wu Lao Er gritted his teeth angrily, his old face turned red, and he turned his head viciously to look at Qiu Yun: "This is your child?"

Seeing the ruthlessness in Wu Laoer's eyes, Qiu Yun's heart trembled, and just wanted to beg for mercy, the bucket-waisted aunt had already stood up and hurriedly persuaded: "Boss, Ah Yun's son has just been admitted to Jiedeng Academy, and he forgot to work when he was excited, you must not be like her and his son." ”

Having said that, the implication is that the son of the other family is a big man in the future, and you can't afford to mess with it.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Wu Lao Er was stunned.

"Jie ...... Jieden College?"

As if he was splashed with cold water, his head suddenly cleared up a lot.

"Isn't that the Jayden Academy? Qiu Yun's son is a genius, and our entire Fallen Leaf Town is the only one that came out like this. ”

There are also women who take every opportunity to pat themselves on the back in order to curry favor with His Majesty Mo Bai, the future Pope.

Wu Lao Er was stunned and looked at Mo Bai's gaze, as if he was looking at a monster.

This skinny, small, thin-skinned and tender child, still wearing patched clothes......

Could it be a peerless genius who was chosen by Jiedeng Academy?

Imagining the scene of being retaliated against by this child who became a fighter in the future, Wu Lao Er only felt a chill surging up his spine, and now he changed his face to flattery like flipping through a book, and stepped forward and smiled: "Where is the child, how can the uncle bully your mother? It's all bad to blame the uncle, just now I drank too much and went crazy with alcohol, you must not be like the uncle." ”

A little surprised that this guy was so brazen, Mo Bai was disdainful, and snorted coldly: "Don't take advantage of me with an uncle." ”

The heart said how could this kid be so shrewd, Wu Lao Er smiled embarrassedly, thought about it, and turned to Qiu Yun with a shy face: "Uh, Qiu Yun, Sister-in-law Yun, I, Wu Lao Er, drank too much wine just now, and inadvertently offended and offended you, please bear with me, bear with me." That, double your salary, uh, no, ten times more, I'll make up all the previous ones for you. ”

As he spoke, he took out a golden coin card with a face value of 100,000 from his cuffs, and stuffed it into Qiu Yun's hand in the greedy eyes of several aunts on the side.

"Boss, I can't ask for it. ”

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yun retreated, and her attitude of resignation was very resolute, she was a simple and honest person, and she was unwilling to accept money that she had earned for nothing.

"It's okay, it's what you deserve. Wu Lao Er looked at Mo Bai's face with his spare eyes, and still couldn't help but stuff the money into Qiu Yun's hand.

Qiu Yun wanted to return it, but Wu Lao Er directly stepped back three feet, resolutely refused to take it back, and deliberately put on a straight face: "If you refuse to accept it, I'm not happy." ”

"But this ......"

Qiu Yun still had to say something, Wu Lao Er directly cleared his throat and interrupted: "Qiu Yun, since you have received your salary, let's go home, I will give you a long vacation, and you can come over whenever you want in the future." Oh yes, don't forget to buy your son something delicious to replenish his body, you see that the child is thin. ”

At the end, he smiled kindly at Mo Bai.

"Well, I'm in a hurry to leave. Go on, don't sit still and don't work. ”

After explaining a sentence to a group of female workers, including Qiu Yun, Wu Lao Er left the small workshop quickly, this is a place of right and wrong, and I really don't want to stay for a moment......

"This guy is a good man......"

Looking at the back of the nouveau riche hurriedly fleeing, Mo Bai couldn't help but laugh dumbly. The so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, he never thought that this old guy would be so sleek, and he would even think of spending money to eliminate disasters.

That being the case, there is no reason to want revenge in the future.

He shook his head with a wry smile and forgot about it.

"Mother, let's go home. ”