The day after Sheng Shaoan greeted Mo Ying, it happened that Mo Ying had no class that day.

Mo Ying bought the vegetables the day before and cleaned up the house, the already tidy home, under the deliberate tidying, there was not much change.

On this day, Zheng Ming also came, early in the morning, because he didn't know when Second Uncle Sheng would come to the door, and he couldn't come after others, so he still arrived early, but he was not dissatisfied at all, after eating the breakfast made by Mo Ying.

Second Uncle Sheng was not too late to come, but he did not come alone, but with Ouyang Hao and his father Ouyang Wenyuan.

The three generations of the Ouyang family are in the same house, the old man Ouyang is still alive and well, but he has lived for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will rely on the old man to sell the old to raise his own value, he is an elder, even in front of the second uncle Sheng, he is also an elder, and he wants to bend over to talk, only the old man Sheng, but unfortunately the old man Sheng is dead, but his son is not enough.

When he saw Ouyang's father and son, Zheng Ming knew what the Ouyang family's people were thinking, and they really wanted to go back when they arrived by the Yellow River, and they really didn't shed tears until they entered the coffin.

Thinking about these messy things in his heart, Zheng Ming still had a polite smile on his face, and he couldn't be polite, and he couldn't find a trace of mistake.

Sheng Shaoan stood in the living room with Mo Ying in his arms, and Zheng Ming brought people over.

Today, Mo Ying's back was very straight, and his head was not slightly lowered, but he was looking straight ahead. These are not revealed by Mo Ying out of her own will, because she didn't care about it, whether she lowered her head or held her head high or looked at people with her nostrils, it was meaningless to her, those people were not in her eyes at all, how to look at it, what did it matter?

Sheng Shaoan wrapped his arms around Mo Ying's shoulders and held her shoulders with one hand, like an orthopedic frame, holding up a straight figure for Mo Ying.

Before people were about to walk in front of him, Sheng Shaoan whispered, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't be afraid, there is me." ”

What Sheng Shaoan said has never been in vain, which is convincing and calming.

"Shao'an." Second Uncle Sheng is close to the age of Ershun, but his hair is half gray and half black, he looks very energetic, and he has a little belly.

"Second uncle." Sheng Shao'an called to come, it was smooth and steady, there were not many ups and downs, but the enthusiasm was not too cold, just like the relationship between their uncle and nephew, not salty or light.

Sheng Shaoan has a weak relationship with his father, not to mention the rest of the Sheng family.

Second Uncle Sheng didn't care either, and didn't show any displeasure.

"Second uncle." This time it was Mo Ying's voice, which was dull and not much different from reading.

I have to say that there is still some husband and wife relationship between Sheng Shaoan and Mo Ying, and the two used each other's way to get out of the same tone.

Zheng Ming felt that the big boss invited himself to be a wise decision, if anyone was with these two people, it would be really cold to the end, the last time he went to the Sheng family, didn't Mo Ying cold the atmosphere to a certain extent, even Mrs. Tang's kind of self-familiarity, the first person who can climb up to three points is cold to the freezing point, and the big boss, when he is in a bad mood, he is not very willing to deal with it.

So this time it was Zheng Ming's turn to come forward, greeting people back and forth, and maximizing the duties of the special assistant.

Sheng Shao took Mo Ying to sit on the side, and the momentum of the master's family and the maintenance of Mo Ying were not deliberate.