Quickly cross the target to kill the main god

Chapter 693

"Good boy." Mingyue smiled, "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

Sure enough, Mo Nuannuan suddenly stopped rolling in the next second, "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore."

This moment, Mo Ziyu felt chills in his heart, this woman can do magic tricks!

"Pack up your things and follow me!" Mingyue looked at the humble home, but there was nothing to notice, "Come here and help my sister pack the clothes."

Little Shitou was unwilling, and Mo Zi said coldly, "No, I will do it myself!" Quickly helped her sister put on her shoes, rolled up her clothes and bedding and packed a big bag, "You can go."

"From now on, you will live in my house, and bring food and other things, so you don't have to stay here to feed the mice."

Mo Ziyu gritted his teeth resentfully, and opened the cabinet to grab a small half bag of grain.

Mingyue commanded, "The bowls and chopsticks for eating, the pot, the stone, pick up the usable ones and put them in the bucket."

It seems that Mom has made up her mind, the stone can only collect all the useful things, put them into two empty buckets and pick them up, "Xiaolan takes sister, let's go home!"

Mingyue led the child ahead, while Mo Ziyu, who had a gloomy face behind him, locked the door and followed with his luggage on his back.

On the road, I met villagers who were working in the fields, and I couldn't help being surprised, "Little Mo, what are you doing with your big and small bags?"

Mo Ziyu looked at them coldly, bowed his head and said nothing, Mingyue smiled and said, "It's a pity that these two children don't have parents to take care of them. I plan to take them home and live there!"

"Mother Shitou, if you want to adopt them, your mother-in-law can agree, why do you think of adopting children?"

Mingyue smiled on the face of the Holy Mother, "It's just that they are so pitiful. My two children play well with them. I also sympathize with the children who have no mother to take care of them, so I simply took them over to live with them."

"Oh, Shitou his mother, you are so kind, have you recovered from your injury?"

Mingyue smiled shyly, "It's okay to walk slowly, I can't do heavy work for the time being, thank you for your troubles."

All the way back, everyone in the village knew that Shui Mingyue had a sudden brain attack and adopted the brothers and sisters of the Mo family.

On the Zhang family's side, worrying about the separation of the family, the two sisters-in-law didn't bother to go to work in the fields, and urged the man to invite the village chief to come over to be a witness.

In ordinary families, after the children get married, they will live alone. Because Zhang Laosan's legs and feet are not convenient, Mrs. Zhang has been procrastinating not to separate the family. She just wants the two elders to take care of the third room. Now the third room has no choice but to agree. , Sit there and sulk.

Seeing that Mingyue really brought her back, the old man was very embarrassed, "There are two children here in this little space, how do you plan to live?"

Mingyue laughed, "I live in the east room with my two daughters, and his father takes his son in the west room."

The daughter-in-law wanted to live separately from him, Zhang and San opened their mouths, not embarrassed to refute.

"Has Westinghouse packed up, move things over there!"

The original owner and his wife lived in the east room with their youngest daughter, and Shitou lived in the west room. Now that Mingyue has re-arranged, Zhang Laosan can only pack his luggage and take him to the west room.

Looking at Mo Ziyu with a gloomy face, Mingyue urged, "Hurry up and put the little warm thing in my house. You and Shitou live in the same room, and we will be a family from now on. Your biggest priority is to take good care of your siblings!"

Mo Nuan burst into tears, "Brother, I'm scared."

Mozi said fiercely, "I don't want to be separated from my sister, we must live together!"

Mingyue curled her lips and said, "There is a difference between men and women. You have grown up, how can you live with your younger sister? Don't worry, I, a mother, will take good care of her. Nuannuan, the disobedient child will have a stomachache again!"

Mingyue looked at her with threatening eyes, and Mo Ziyu changed his face instantly and could only comfort her, "Nuan Nuan, you are not the one who likes to play with Xiaolan the most. Aunt Shui will be your mother in the future, and she will love you."

This remark against his will made Mo Ziyu's heart feel like a knife, and he wished to put Mingyue Lingchi to death in his heart.

Mingyue happily took the two little girls back to the room, and instructed them to tidy up the beds, "Oh, Nuan Nuan has so many beautiful flowered clothes."

These clothes look very rustic in Mingyue's eyes, but in Xiaolan's eyes they are already excellent, so she looks at them eagerly.

"Well, these clothes are not bad, Nuan Nuan is my sister, I want to share the good things with my sister, these two are for Xiaolan!" Mingyue picked up the latest two clothes and threw them into Xiaolan's arms.

Mo Nuannuan cried immediately, "No, those are the clothes my brother bought for me."

Mingyue snorted coldly, "What's yours and mine? Now it's a family where brothers and sisters need to love each other. Xiaolan is younger than you, so you need to know how to share!"

Mo Nuannuan blinked her big eyes with tears in her eyes, "My brother bought this for me, I haven't worn it yet."

"Now you are all my children, and Xiaolan is also my younger sister, so she also has a share of the clothes!" Mingyue said with a serious face.

Mo Ziyu next door heard his sister crying and rushed in, "What's wrong with Nuan Nuan?"

"Brother, Xiaolan snatched my new clothes, that's what my brother bought for me!" Mo Nuannuan burst into tears.

Mo Ziyu glared at Xiaolan like a hungry wolf, which scared Xiaolan to tears, and hid behind Mingyue with her clothes on her arms.

Mingyue turned black immediately, "Who are you scaring? From now on, we will be a family, and Xiaolan is also your sister, who must be leveled. If you dare to attack her again, I will let you know how powerful she is."

"Nuannuan don't cry anymore, if you cry again, your stomach will hurt again!" Mingyue's expression was malicious, Mo Nuannuan felt lingering fear from the severe stomach pain before, and instantly covered her mouth and wept silently.

Seeing Mo Ziyu was heartbroken, he hated himself for being powerless and gritted his teeth, "Don't cry, Nuannuan, Xiaolan is my younger sister's clothes, so I'll give her the clothes, and I'll buy better ones for you later."

But Mingyue said coolly, "You are the oldest of the four children. As the eldest brother, you must have a bowl of water, and you must treat your siblings equally!"

Mozi was about to grit his teeth, but he couldn't refute. At this moment, Zhang Ersao came, "Third brothers and sisters, the village head is here, you can look at the division of the family..."

"Okay, I'll come right away!" Mingyue pulled Xiaolan, "You two also come, let the village chief be a witness."

Mo Ziyu pulled his sister out stiffly, feeling extremely humiliated and angry.

The village chief came to witness the family separation. The second house of the eldest house was eager to get rid of the third house.

"Village Chief! Starting today, Mo Ziyu and Mo Nuannuan will be my children. Let me say hello to you."

"Are you going to adopt them?" The village chief looked at Mo Ziyu with a surprised look. He had always been rejected when someone proposed to adopt him before.

Mingyue smiled, "Our two families get along well, and I also feel sorry for the children without parents to take care of them, so I simply took them over and raised them as my own children."

"Do you agree with what Mozi said?" the village head asked.

Mo Ziyu's face was so dark that ink dripped out, his expression was stiff and he wanted to yell out his disapproval, he hated this woman to death but he had a younger sister and dared not take the risk.

After being stiff for a long time, he nodded slowly.

Mo Nuannuan was still young, so she cried immediately, "No, I want to go home!"

Mingyue knelt down and stroked her hair tenderly, "This will be your home from now on, good boy. Why are you still crying when your mother hurts you? If a child is not good, he will have a stomachache."

(End of this chapter)