Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

"What's the matter, why are you still crying?"

Liang Yu quickly stood up and hugged the poor little Xu Yuhan: "Auntie, you have seen it too. It's not a wealthy family. You don't dislike the poor conditions here. How could I dislike you."

"I usually feel that the house is deserted. I am very happy that you are willing to come and live."

"Auntie, you are really a living Bodhisattva." Xu Yuhan was probably so happy that she couldn't even speak, and she even said "living Bodhisattva".

The girl's bright and beautiful face cried like a rose stained with dew, and Liang Yu wiped away the tears from her eyes with her hands. It was originally a warm scene.

Suddenly, Xu Yuhan's snot bubbles popped out.

The two hugged each other in the living room and laughed together. Liang Chengcheng was awakened by the silver bell-like laughter, and walked out of the room rubbing his sleepy eyes. He was still wobbly and did not wake up, but his nose moved twice, like a puppy dog Smells the same.

“Mushroom and Egg Dumplings!”

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he went directly in front of Xu Yuhan, grabbed the dumpling with his meaty hands and stuffed it into his mouth: "Mmm, it's delicious."

"Chengcheng, this belongs to sister Xiaoyu. If you want to eat, mom will cook it for you." Liang Yu was really dumbfounded by his appearance, and it wasn't the age of famine, so he still had to grab something to eat.

Liang Chengcheng's cheeks were bulging, his mouth glistened with oil, and he was vague: "The ones in sister Xiaoyu's bowl are more fragrant."

Xu Yuhan pushed the bowl in front of Liang Chengcheng, not angry at all, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, it turned out that this is how family members feel.

"Eat slowly, don't rush."

"Xiao Yu, don't give in to him all the time. When the time comes, your tail will stick to the sky, and you will be lawless."

After all, Liang Yu is a person who has suffered through hardships. Sometimes, he always likes to worry about these things before they happen. He also worries that after the child is determined, he will suffer in society.

"I'll cook some more dumplings for you. I made hundreds of them a few days ago, enough to last us for half a month." As she spoke, Liang Yu grabbed her apron and plunged into the kitchen again.

Xu Yuhan looked at Aunt Liang Yu's busy appearance, her heart was wrapped in a warm current, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in love.

People are always moved by little details. Aunt Liang Yu said "we", did she consider her a family member?

While rubbing Liang Chengcheng's hairy head, she watched him eat dumplings.

She never expected to have a home as warm as this one. Although they are not related by blood, this is the kind of home she wants most.

In the past, she would pray when her parents were arguing endlessly: I hope the house can be quieter, if the parents only bring negative emotions, then it’s okay to not have them.

There always seemed to be a piece of her childhood missing.

At that time, Xu Yuhan felt that the whole world was pitch black.

She was at a loss as if touching a light in a dark room.

However, right now, Xu Yuhan could clearly see the steam rising from Aunt Liang Yu's body in the kitchen, and a white light coming in from the window, which was not as glaring as the sun, but a gentle snow light.

She understands, the world lights up.

——*——*——

The blizzard on the day of the Spring Festival made the whole city of A much less festive. The red lanterns on the streets were crooked, and even the children were forcibly locked up at home.

The wind!Blizzard!
Not a single car, let alone a person, could be seen on the road.

However, in such extreme weather, Zhou Mochen spent a lot of money to move.

This is the second time he has moved this month.

The first time was because Chen Nian found out about monitoring Jiang Niannian, and the second time, this time, was because he knew that Huo Qi was looking for him.

The mover stood by the car and counted the money several times, drooling, and finally stuffed it in his pocket with satisfaction. If it wasn't for a few broken silver cars, he wouldn't have braved the heavy snow to carry them back and forth during the Spring Festival.

Fortunately, he didn't have many things, so he quickly moved them by himself. In the end, he specially built a slide to send Zhou Mochen, who was in a wheelchair, to the trunk of the truck.

The moving master didn't give him a choice, but found a lame reason: "Boss, it's not easy for you to sit in the co-pilot in this wheelchair, so just make it in the trunk, don't worry, I will try my best to get you to your destination as quickly and steadily as possible." .”

The mover was forced to do so, after all, he preferred the current method to carrying a man to the co-pilot.

I heard that people with hemiplegia smell like urine, and if they dirty the co-pilot, they will have to spend a lot of money to wash the car. There is no place to wash the car during Chinese New Year.

That's why he doesn't want to get dirty.

Zhou Mochen doesn't like to waste time on this kind of thing, it should be said that he is used to it, people are selfish animals.

He smiled and nodded in agreement, and then watched the door of the truck slowly closed, and the trunk was plunged into darkness, his face slowly darkened.

In the dark, he pinched his knuckles loudly, twisted his stiff neck, and breathed heavily.

This morning, he bugged Huo Qi's car and heard some voices that he shouldn't have heard.

At this moment, the state of mind is chaotic, and the desire to kill Huo Qi has reached its peak.

What should be done to make him die in great pain?

He thought for a long time.

These days, although Zhou Mochen didn't leave the gate, he knew everything about what happened between Jiang Niannian and Huo Qi.

He really didn't expect that so many things would happen in just a few months.

What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

One voluntarily jumped off a cliff, and the other became deaf for it.

It's really touching.

His love for Jiang Niannian became more and more out of control.

How could someone cry so beautifully in the world, I really want to love her.

The man stretched out his hand to touch his atrophied thigh, his temples twitched twice, and suddenly he punched his thigh hard.

One, two, three, three!
Why is there no consciousness, why!
Do you want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?
Zhou Mochen!Are you willing? !
"Huo Qi, why don't you die?" Zhou Mochen clenched his teeth, his deer eyes were not as clear as before, full of red blood, extremely terrifying.

He has used some illegal means to earn some dirty money in the past few months, enough to hire a world-class top killer.

In today's day of universal celebration, he was caught off guard.

A top killer, killing people invisible, with brutal methods and extremely fast speed, that's why the price of nearly [-] million bounties was offered.

However, to Zhou Mochen, money is nothing more than waste paper, and he just moves his fingers to get money, which is easier than anyone else.

Although breaking the law, as long as no one catches his handle, he will never be caught.

There was a sound of 'zila', the sound of iron rubbing, and the door of the trunk opened.

Heavy snow poured in like fluff outside the car and accompanied by light, the cold air pierced into the bones, the moving master rubbed his palms, and put on a courteous expression: "Boss, the place is here, I will carry you down."

"Trouble you to set up the slide, I'll go down by myself." Zhou Mochen's tone was calm, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.