Spring is coming

Chapter 18

Mo Jingchun had been depressed for several days and was absent-minded when doing things. Today, her nails were burnt and burnt, so she quickly soaked her hands in cold water for a long time.

When serving the food, he was caught by Bo Qingshan.

He rapped his knuckles on the table, making a tapping sound, signaling her to cheer up: "How did you do it?"

Mo Jingchun lowered his head and whispered: "I was not careful when lighting the fire."

"I can't even make a fire. How dare I eat the food you cook in the future? If so, just go home."

Bo Qingshan's intention was to make her laugh, but he didn't expect it to make her cry.

"My food."

Don't be so frightened that you're choked with twitches, and it's hard to say anything.

What she wanted to say was that the food she cooked was fine and would not be burnt.

Bo Qingshan thought that he was too serious and comforted her in a funny way: "Okay, okay, teasing you, why do you still take it seriously?"

Mo Jingchun was speechless and wiped his tears hard with the back of his hand.

The farce that day was not enough to make her depressed for a long time. Perhaps it was more of the incompatibility since her rebirth.

When faced with Zhou's difficulties, her own mobility was far from meeting her inner expectations of herself. This feeling of pain and suffering continued to torture her, fearing that she would have to live in poverty again.

Bo Qingshan wanted to pat Mo Jingchun on the shoulder, but she ducked sideways.

The outstretched hand hung silently in the air, and then retracted awkwardly.

She didn't know what sad thing happened to her, but the person in front of her was crying pitifully and gritting her teeth.

Mo Jingchun was afraid that the two people in front of him would be bored, so he lowered his head silently and covered his face with his hands.

From Bo Qingshan's perspective, he could only see his violently shaking shoulders and his head of smooth black hair. Because he had not taken care of it carefully, the ends of his hair were slightly yellowed.

"Okay, don't cry. If someone bullies you, what's the use of crying here?" Bo Qingshan's retracted hand couldn't help but stretched out again and rubbed her head, "What are you afraid of your second aunt? Silly It’s just bad, do you want to know how to deal with her being unreasonable?”

After hearing this, she gradually stopped sobbing, raised her head, and waited with tears in her eyes for what Bo Qingshan would say next.

Bo Qingshan saw her appearance and reluctantly handed her a handkerchief: "Go get a basin of water and wipe your face first."

Mo Jingchun took it blankly, and Hang Sheng took her to the next room to get her a basin of clean water, then closed the door and left.

She lowered her head, and her current embarrassed appearance was reflected in the water.

Because of the crying just now, his eyelids were swollen, and the tip of his nose, ears, and even his eyebrows were all pink, which was extremely pitiful.

I'll go back later and tell her how to explain it to her family.

Mo Jingchun threw the handkerchief into the water to wet it in annoyance, and quickly washed his face.

As soon as he went out, he saw that Bo Qingshan had already changed his position and sat down, waiting for her to come out at leisure.

Hang Sheng didn't know where he went, and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Sit down and let's talk while we eat."

At this time, Mo Jingchun was like a frightened rabbit, pitiful and cute.

The dishes she just cooked were not touched at all. They were waiting for her to come out.

Mo Jingchun didn't know what to think, so she obediently walked to sit across from him, wanting to hear what Bo Qingshan wanted to teach her.

"Come on, let's drink some soup first to calm down the shock." The two sat across from each other, Bo Qingshan was dressed in homely clothes, and he took the initiative to take the bowl in front of her and serve her the soup.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in the courtyard of Bo's house, and fell through the window lattice on the hand holding the porcelain bowl in front of him. Following his movements, the white hands were dyed with an orange halo.

Mo Jingchun couldn't tell which one looked like the beautiful jade.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her heart told herself to stop looking.

A bowl full of carrot and pork bone soup was placed in front of her, and then she heard Bo Qingshan's smiling voice: "Jingchun girl, if someone rolls around in front of you and cries endlessly, and the usual reputation is very bad. , what would you think?"

Mo Jingchun took a sip of the soup and thought: "Noisy, I want to hide away."

"You are like this, and so are others. When you confront her, as long as others feel compassion for you and firmly believe in your character, it doesn't matter even if you use some tricks on something in the future, who will? Do you doubt me?"

Bo Qingshan was good at tempting, and Mo Jingchun was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

Is he teaching himself to act pitiful?

"How can anyone else stand on my side?"

"Looking at each other with tears in our eyes, we are speechless and choked. When we want to speak, we shed tears first.
The pear blossoms are covered with rain, the eyebrows are furrowed and the face is lowered, and the makeup is hidden in joy while swallowing tears. "

He picked up these two sentences casually, without asking her if she understood. He laughed and teased: "It's not that I asked you to cry like you did just now. You can't even say the words, and it's not okay to burst into tears. You have to pay attention to your words when you are poor and cute. Being reasonable, you will be more convinced if you can't find fault with it. And compared to the hysterical side, the onlookers will naturally side with you."

"However, if all the onlookers are helpers brought by the other party, you should find other helpers as soon as possible."

"How to find it?" Mo Jingchun became more and more confused.

"Look for me."

He blinked and said seductively, "After paying you so many favors, it's time to return the favor. But don't cause too much trouble for me, girl Jingchun, I'm the most troublesome."

After listening to the words, Mo Jingchun seemed to understand, and his mind was forced to accept many methods that he had never thought of before.

It turns out that you don’t have to face the tough situation directly, you can also move a thousand pounds with just four ounces.

She finished the meal in a few mouthfuls and felt uncomfortable sitting here, and there were people waiting for her to deliver the meal.

Bo Qingshan noticed her anxiety. He was from the Bo family and he ate slowly even in the countryside. He couldn't bear to see someone swallowing jujubes like this. He tutted:
"Eat slowly! Where did you learn from bad habits? Eat politely. I have asked Hang Sheng to deliver your family's meals for you. Otherwise, they will all be hungry and faint by now. How can they wait for you to go?"

Mo Jingchun took another big mouthful of rice while he was talking, then raised his head and looked at him innocently.

". Let's eat."

He was discouraged and chose to be out of sight and out of mind.

Zhou had been quiet for two days, and when he saw Mo Jingchun, he was as calm as air, no longer angry, and he just gave Mo Jingchun a fierce look when he passed by.

In the end, Mo Song didn't get what he wanted, and he didn't get any meat.

He had a dark face all day long, but he didn't dare to make trouble with Zhou and Mo Yuanlin anymore, otherwise Zhou would have to beat him up if he got angry, which would not be worth the gain.

Gao's eyes were full of pain when she treated Mo Jingchun's forehead injury with wine that night. After that, she called her second wife and her husband into her room and scolded them severely.

Even though the family was separated, she was still Mo Yuanlin's mother. How could Mrs. Zhou bully her niece after losing her money? Is she completely ignoring the ties of being a relative?
From now on, just pretend that she is no longer a mother!

Mo Yuanlin hurriedly pulled Mrs. Zhou and knelt down to her, saying that today she was just impatient. Mrs. Gao would always be their mother and they could not say such angry words. If word spread that the two of them would be stabbed in the back in the village.

After a lot of threats, warnings, and beatings, the two of them promised that there would never be a next time. Mrs. Gao couldn't tell the truth in her words, so she waved them back exhaustedly.

She decided to save enough money to live a good life with her granddaughter and young son and support the family.

(End of this chapter)