At the dinner table, in order to convince everyone that she really wanted to eat chicken and drink chicken soup, Mo Ziyun did not be polite, contrary to the previous Sven style, she ate half more chicken than usual, and even drank a bowl of chicken soup. Z.br>

After eating, he touched his round belly and said, "The chicken is so delicious."

Yu Silian saw Mo Ziyun's satisfied look, and her eyes were also satisfied, "You like to eat it, and next time let your Granny Chen stew it for you."

Mo Ziyun squinted her eyes and agreed, "Well, I'll eat it next time."

After eating, before waiting for the evening class to start, Mo Ziyun couldn't wait to ask about Han Shuxian's oven, "Godfather, can you do the barbecue?"

Han Shuxian put his big hand on the top of Mo Ziyun's head, "When did Wan Wan become a little glutton?"

Belch! Mo Ziyun was stunned by Han Shuxian's words, and wanted to say: It's not to make money!

I can't say it, all I can say is to admit that I am a little glutton, "The barbecue is delicious."

"Delicious, delicious." Han Shuxian looked at his black and white eyes, and his eyes were full of seriousness. "If you can make it, you can wait with peace of mind, when the time comes, it will be baked, but don't forget your godfather and me!"

Mo Ziyun turned around and hugged Han Shuxian, "I will give my godfather a barbecue to eat, my godmother will also eat it, and my brother and sister will also eat it." Hug your thighs or something, it's really fragrant!

It's just that before the barbecue and luncheon meat workshop was completed, Mo Ziyun was taken to the academy by Han Shuxian, along with Han Chunlin and Murong Qingyuan.

On the morning of the day, Song Nanzhi got up earlier than ever, and he was busy when he got up, first cooking rice, boiling porridge, steaming eggs, knowing that Wan Wan likes to eat the luncheon meat, and then took the luncheon meat prepared last night and roasted it on the fire that was shoveled out, and after roasting the luncheon meat, he fried a small cabbage and mixed a shredded radish.

After all of them were served on the table, he turned around and went back to the stove room to prepare the washing water and mouthwash, and only after all of them were ready did he turn around and ask Mo Ziyun and Murong Qingyuan to get up.

Murong Qingyuan got up by himself, so he didn't have to worry about Song Nanzhi, after entering Mo Ziyun's room, Song Nanzhi walked lightly to the side of the bed, touched Mo Ziyun's little face with his rough hand, and shouted softly, "Wanyun, get up!"

Mo Ziyun slept soundly, felt a voice in her ears calling herself, opened her eyes in a daze, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Grandma!"

"Well, get up! I'm going to school today, so I can't be late." Song Nanzhi said softly.

Mo Ziyun tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids were disobedient and wanted to close, "Grandma, I want to sleep again."

If it was usual, Song Nanzhi would definitely follow her, but the matter of going to the school could not be delayed, and he said softly, "Your godfather should come to pick you up in a while."

Hearing Song Nanzhi's words, Mo Ziyun had to sit up with her eyes closed. Song Nanzhi saw her sit up, and hurriedly brought her clothes over to change them.

It was too early, and the sleepiness made Mo Ziyun fall asleep while sitting, and Song Nanzhi dressed her.

Waiting to put on her clothes, shoes and socks, Song Nanzhi felt sorry for her to get up so early, and directly hugged her to the stove room, and only after she arrived could she wake up unbearably, "Wanyun, you go to rinse your mouth first, your mouth is rinsed, and grandma will help you wash your face."

Although Mo Ziyun was still sleepy, she was much more awake than when she was in bed just now, she rubbed her eyes vigorously on the ground, trying to sober herself up, and then picked up the salted willow branch on the bowl, and walked to the backyard with the bowl.

After rinsing her mouth and entering the house again, Mo Ziyun was completely awake, put down the bowl she had washed by the well and put it aside, and then turned around and went out to wash her face, the cotton towel and water for washing her face were all prepared by Song Nanzhi, and she was waiting for her next to her, originally to help her wash her face.

It's just that Mo Aster, who has come to her senses, doesn't need to be helped anymore, so she rolled up her sleeves and reached into the washbasin to start washing her face.

Wash your face, eat, rinse your mouth again, and when everything is done, seeing that Han Shuxian hasn't come yet, Mo Ziyun said, "Brother Qingyuan, let's wait for Godfather."

Murong Qingyuan nodded: "Okay." After speaking, he took Mo Ziyun's hand and prepared to go out.

When Mo Tingyu got up early in Song Nanzhi, he also groped his way to get dressed and get out of bed, and accompanied Song Nanzhi

After two days of breakfast, they waited for Han Shuxian to pick them up.

Seeing that the two of them were going to Han's house to wait, Mo Tingyu said, "It's the same to wait at home, your godfather will come after dinner."

Murong Qingyuan said: "Grandpa, Uncle Han will have to delay for a while when we go, not to mention that we have to take a detour, we have to go over there anyway, it's better to wait in the past, maybe we will meet on the road."

Mo Ziyun also meant this, and nodded her head: "Let's go over and wait, godfather doesn't have to make another trip, grandpa don't worry, it's not far."

Song Nanzhi didn't say that he was waiting in the house, but said, "I'll send you over."

"Doesn't grandma still have luncheon meat to pack, so you don't have to give it to us." Mo Ziyun said.

Mo Ziyun said lightly, but she never thought that in the past four years, if it wasn't for the work in the fields that had to go out to do, Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu didn't want to see her for a moment, and they couldn't wait to hang her on themselves.

Now she is going to the county school, although it is not far, but after entering the school, she can only go home after the second half of the day, and she can't see her in the middle of the time, so how can she rest assured.

"The luncheon meat is ready, but it doesn't take much effort to pack it, and it's not too late for me to come back and load it when I send you to it."

Seeing that she insisted on sending it, Mo Ziyun knew that she was worried that she would not be able to see herself, so she took her hand according to her wishes, "Grandma, don't worry, I will obediently listen to my godfather."

As soon as Song Nanzhi heard Mo Ziyun's words, the soreness in her eyes finally couldn't help it anymore, she was obviously happy to go to the school, but she was just reluctant, so she hurriedly reached out to wipe her glasses, "Grandma knows that my Wanyun is obedient." Then he advised: "If there is anything, you will find your godfather, if your godfather is not there, you will follow your brother Chunlin and brother Qingyuan closely."

"yes, I see." Mo Ziyun nodded in agreement.

After admonishing Mo Ziyun, he began to tell Murong Qingyuan to come, "Qingyuan, your sister has never gone out to play since she was a child, she is still young, and she is a girl, you have to take good care of your sister when you enter the school, and you must not let people bully her."

Murong Qingyuan listened to what he had been saying since a few days ago, and he still responded patiently: Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely take care of my sister."

It's not enough, and he took the initiative to talk about what Song Nanzhi was worried about, "I will always accompany Sister Wanyun, if you want to go to the toilet, I will take her to Uncle Han's residence, and I will definitely not let her contact with other people."

Murong Qingyuan's words obviously widened Song Nanzhi's worst worries, and his eyes, which were still red just now, bent with satisfaction, "With you taking care of your sister, my grandmother will be relieved."