Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

160 Mo Han 2
Mo Han pinched his thigh fiercely, "Hiss..."

Will it hurt?

This is not a dream, he came back again, the indifferent expression on his face gradually warmed up, and his smile grew bigger and bigger.

Haha...Great, he was rescued by Uncle Mu again, this time he will not be stupid again, and will not believe the words of those so-called relatives with the same blood, from now on, the Mu family is his relatives, He will never leave the Mu family again.

The door opened, and a beautiful woman with a big belly walked in from the outside. Seeing him waking up, she immediately raised a smile on her face and said, "Oh, little guy, you finally woke up."

Jian Qingling said something, then opened the door and shouted, "Mu, come quickly, that child has woken up."

"Are you awake? That's great, wait for me to make a bowl of porridge, and I'll be here right away." Mu Ziteng's voice came from the kitchen.

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Han was moved, and his eyes moistened unconsciously.

Jian Qingling asked the child a few words from the side, but saw that the child was crying silently, but didn't say a word.

She sighed. It is normal for a child to cry when he is so young, and he will cry when he receives a little care. She took out an unused handkerchief and wiped away the tears for the child.

Mo Han felt the softness on his face, and his eyes gradually became focused. He opened his mouth to call his mother, but he couldn't.

Before he returned to his biological parents, he called the person in front of him his mother and the other person his father, but when he decided to return to the family, they stopped him from calling them parents.

They said that his biological parents would be unhappy when they heard it, and he changed his words according to their wishes. Since he returned to his biological parents, he has never seen their family again, nor heard of them. Their news, they seem to have disappeared from this world.

Since they disappeared, the people in the family no longer cared about him and became indifferent. He is not a fool. At that time, why didn't he know that the reason why these people let him recognize his ancestors was just to use himself to curry favor with Shangmu. Family.

The result can be imagined, he has no use value, let him fend for himself, fortunately, he can grow up without relying on his family, thanks to the teachings of his adoptive parents.

It was also because of his great potential, and later achieved some careers, the family sought him out again, wanting him to return to the family, although he refused, but he was still too young after all.

There were a few people in the Mo family who couldn't understand him, no, it should be said that they were jealous of him, so they joined forces with the hidden family Liu family to send someone to kill him.

Trapped in memory, Mo Han had already forgotten the presence of two other people at the scene, and was alone in a daze.

"What's the matter with this child?" Mu Ziteng came in with a bowl, and saw the child sitting on the sofa in a daze.

My heart skipped a beat, and I came to the front quickly, put the bowl on the table, reached out and touched the child's forehead, frowned and said, "It's not burning anymore."

Then, as if thinking of something, he muttered to himself: "Could this kid be burned into a fool?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, the child is fine." Jian Qingling slapped Mu Ziteng's arm.

Mo Han just woke up from the memory, when he heard his adoptive father say that he was a fool, he silently complained about his adoptive father's unreliability.

Then raised a big smile, opened his mouth to the two and shouted, "Mom and Dad."

Muziteng:  …

Jian Qingling:  …

The two were stunned for a while, then looked at the protruding belly of their daughter-in-law (their own) at the same time, and finally turned their heads to look at the little boy.

"Little friend, we are not your parents, can you tell uncle, what is your name?"

"Uncle, my name is Mo Han." The voice was immature, with a little hoarseness after the fever had just subsided.

Mo Han lowered his eyes, he will never return to that family in his life, and his adoptive parents will be his parents from now on.

"Mo Han? The name is not bad." Mu Ziteng chewed the other party's name carefully, and then asked, "How old are you this year?"

The child in front of him seemed to be about two years old, but he was not sure. Most of them were hungry now. Some children were three or four years old, and they looked like they were only one or two years old.

"Four years old." Mo Han looked at Mu Ziteng with dependence.

How could the two with strong perception not notice the abnormality of the child?The two also felt that this dependence was inexplicable, and it was the first time they met now.

"Four years old? Why do you look like a two-year-old child? Are you often hungry?" Mu Ziteng told the truth carelessly, without even looking at how old the other party was. mean.

Mo Han bowed his head and said nothing.

In that family, he had a pretty good life, but after he was captured by the traffickers and escaped from the traffickers, he lived hungry and full for the rest of his life.

Mo Han, when he was two and a half years old, went out to play with his brothers and sisters of the Mo family. He got separated from everyone for some reason and was brought to this city by traffickers. Taking advantage of the loose guards of the traffickers, he finally escaped from the hands of those people. After coming out, he lived by begging like a beggar.

Originally, according to the trajectory of his previous life, he would not meet Mu Ziteng and Jian Qingling in half a month.

It's just that he didn't know what happened. He died and came back to life. He woke up in a ruined temple outside the city. When he found himself returning to the turning point of fate, he just wanted to find the regrets of his previous life.

Mo Han found his best clothes from a rag bag, cleaned himself up, regardless of whether it was winter or dark, and went directly to Mu Ziteng's house according to his memory.

It’s just that he overestimated how old he was. When he came to the door of a familiar house, he fell unconscious. When he first woke up, he thought he was dreaming. When I was alive, I don't know how many times I thought about it.

"Little Mo Han, you must be very hungry, let's have some porridge first."

When Jian Qingling heard Mu Mu talking about being hungry, she realized that she quickly picked up the bowl on the table, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it, and brought it to Mo Han's mouth.

Mo Han reflexively opened his mouth and ate it. He didn't realize that he was being fed until he ate the whole bowl of rice porridge into his stomach, and his face flushed quickly.

I am an adult in my twenties, why do I still let people feed me?
The more I thought about it, the more shy I became, and I lowered my head even lower.

"Haha...Xiao Lingzi, just look at how old he is, he is shy." Mu Ziteng saw it from the side, and couldn't help laughing.

Jian Qingling pursed her lips slightly, and then smiled silently.

(End of this chapter)