Chapter 88 Hitting My Brother (Huh? It Feels So Familiar)
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As soon as he stepped out of the station, Mo Yinge felt a strong welcome from his hometown folks.

"Is the beauty in the car?"

"Come on, come on, there is only one person left to go to the south of the city!"

"Just get in the car and leave, why did you lie to me?!"

"It's too late, get in the car!"

"..."

Declining the warm welcome from this group of villagers again, Mo Yinge rubbed the cold sweat that didn't exist on his head, the bus doesn't smell good.

"Moyingge! Here!"

Passing through the crowd, Mo Yinge heard someone calling his name, who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Fan?
"Brat, call me sister!"

Mo Yingge wanted to grab Mo Fan's ear knife in the past, but Mo Fan turned his head and dodged it.

"Humph!"

Mo Fan felt as if he took her schoolbag and carried it on his back with a smile.

"Old sister, look at me running all the way to pick you up, you don't want to say anything if you are moved, but you still want to hit your dearest brother, it really breaks my heart." Mo Fan pretended to cry awful.

"It's just your poor mouth, don't worry, I must have brought you something good!" Mo Yinge rolled her eyes beautifully, leaving Mo Fan with a chic flick of ponytail and a scent of fragrance.

"Hey, hey, don't run, tell me what it is before you go."

Squeeze through the bus and through the alley.

Under the winter sun, Yidaoqian, uh, a figure wrapped in a big meat dumpling sat in a wheelchair, waiting to return home.

"My dear Xia, how did you become like this?!"

Mo Yinge ran over and hugged Xinxia, ​​rubbing her cheek against the tip of Xinxia's cool nose, smelling the faint scent of the girl's body, she couldn't help kissing her tender little cheek.

"No, sister..." Xinxia was delicate and frail, and couldn't push Mo Yingge away at all, her face was slightly red but she was helpless.

"You, what are you doing out in the cold?" Mo Yinge asked blamingly. Fortunately, Mo Fan didn't hear this, otherwise he might have a heart attack. Get her back and wait to enjoy the iron fist of love.

This is the difference between people.

"It's nothing, I'm waiting for my sister to come home." Xinxia smiled and narrowed her big eyes, looking very happy.

"Hmph, little fool!"

After blaming Xinxia, ​​Mo Yinge directly hugged Xinxia in the posture of a princess, causing the little beauty to exclaim.

The door was half open, she pushed it open gently with her foot and entered the house, and put Xinxia on the sofa.

Mo Fan behind shook his head and pushed back the wheelchair.

"I'm back." Mo Jiaxing saw his daughter came back, quickly put down the work in his hands, and walked over quickly, but suddenly stopped, with nowhere to put his hands.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Mo Yinge looked at his father who was a little embarrassed, with a big smile on his face, and with light steps, he opened his arms and gently embraced Mo Jiaxing.

"Dad, I'm back."

"Hey, just come back!"

I don't know when, this thin man's waist is no longer so straight, life has bent his back, but he distributed all his love to his three children, and he gave everything silently.

Mo Yinge knew that her father was really a good man, but fate didn't seem to favor him. When Mo Fan was born, his wife passed away due to dystocia, and he worked hard to raise two children.

Later, when I met Xinxia's mother, she was about to start a new family. She had also met that woman, she was very delicate, and she was quite suitable for her father. They even lived together for a while at the beginning, but it was a pity that The woman didn't know what was going on, but suddenly she left Xinxia alone and ran away.

It was so sudden, without the slightest precaution, and Mo Yingge was so angry at that time, she still couldn't believe in love. (This is an important reason why she insists on being single, since she no longer believes in love.)
Mo Jiaxing is an honest person again, Ye Xinxia has lived in their house ever since.

So I have to work hard to learn magic and change the fate of myself and my family!
"Dad, what good food do you want to cook?"

Mo Yinge bypassed Mo Jiaxing and looked towards the kitchen.

"My dad knew you were coming back, but he bought a lot of vegetables, making it feel like Chinese New Year today." Mo Fan closed the door and said with a bit of a taste.

But after all, it was that woman, and even I had to admit that she was excellent, almost on par with him, and it was normal to have some preferential treatment.

"Dad, you go and rest, I'll cook." Mo Yinge looked at the many materials, untied the bib on Mo Jiaxing's waist, and tied it on himself.

"Hey, you must have had a hard time traveling, child, so let me do it!" How could Mo Jiaxing let his precious daughter go to work as soon as she got home.

Mo Yinge winked at Mo Fan, and Mo Fan held onto Mo Jiaxing again, but couldn't hold back the two children. In the end, it was Mo Yinge who rolled up his sleeves and took control of the kitchen!
As for Mo Fan, as the price of dragging, he naturally had to stay and wash vegetables for Mo Yingge.

Mo Jiaxing watched his children busy with their work, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed away with a smile.

Although Mo Fan is not very good at cooking, he is still fine as a starter. Young man, he needs to practice a lot and waste his energy that has nowhere to rest.

"Qiansi Wind Blade!"

We can see that the ribs are a bit big, and Master Mo used her unique trick, a slender wind blade cut across, and the hard ribs were split into two.

Mo Fan's eyes widened, and he vaguely felt that the seventh star was about to be moved by his sincerity, but this guy showed off a wave of wind blade cutting ribs in front of him? !
Ma Dan, this person compares to others, it is so annoying, he has hardly been out of school for the whole semester, two hours of control practice every day, followed by ten hours of meditation, followed by classes, meals, seasons, Not a day has stopped.

Although it was a bit of a struggle, I also enjoyed it.

"Hey sister, when will you be able to fly into the sky?" Mo Fan suddenly remembered the man in the wind robe, with a pair of wind wings growing out of his back, soaring into the sky. It was seeing that magic that made him firm in his practice of magic. determination.

He knew that Mo Yinge also had wind magic, so he couldn't help asking.

"That's still a long way off. I've just stepped into the middle level, and Wing of Wind is a high-level magic!" Mo Yinge naturally wants to soar into the blue sky, but there is indeed a long way to go, unlike the fire element, which has already I have touched the ceiling of cultivation, but the pulse of the galaxy is really too rare.

Back at school, Mo Yinge also went to learn more about the promotion of high-level magicians, and found out that the so-called "a small goal" was really just a starting point, and the price of the pulse of the galaxy was 2000 million. They are all over [-] million, and this thing is still the kind that has a price but no market. Most of it will only appear in auctions, and it will attract a group of people to snap up it.

Shaking his head, not thinking about these troublesome things, Mo Yinge concentrated on cooking.

From time to time, Mo Fan asked some questions about cultivation and his vision for the school.

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Come back and see your family, it’s a transitional chapter, how can everyday things count as water?╮(‵▽′)╭

Bless the book friends, stay healthy and long!
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