The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 401 Snacks, Big Eaters

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On the morning of the 29th, Ling Xiaowei returned to Jiangbin, and Mo Erye and Ling Kexin went to pick him up.

Mo Zihao and Mo Xinnian knew that their little uncle was coming back for the New Year, so they were so happy that they stood at the gate hand in hand and waited. After a while, a minivan stopped in front of them, and there was a certain courier written on it.

A handsome young man got out of the car and moved a small boxy box from the compartment.

"Hey, kid, is Mo Yiting here?"

Mo Xinnian's eyes sparkled and he smiled, "Uncle, is this a gift for my aunt?"

"Yes."

Mo Zihao stepped forward and took a look, huh?Who is it that came from Yunnan?

"Little friend, do you want to sign for your aunt? If you don't sign, please call an adult for me."

"I'll sign." Mo Zihao took the pen from him and signed the name "Mo Yiting".

The courier car drove away, and a pair of babies squatted on the ground, looking left and right at the box wrapped in a special paper bag, and carefully looked at the writing on the courier slip.

Because of the long journey, it may have been squeezed and worn, and the list is a little damaged. Apart from the name of the recipient, the place name of the sender is clearly visible, and even the phone number is unclear.

"Brother, do you think it might be a bomb?" Mo Xinnian looked at it for a long time, and felt that the box wrapped in a black plastic bag was too weird.

"Impossible, aunt did not offend the bad guys." Mo Zihao shook his head.

"how do you know?"

"My aunt is a girl."

"Girls can offend people too."

"Not like you!"

Mo Xinnian's face swelled, and her eyes widened angrily, "Brother, am I that bad?"

"You're worse than me anyway."

"You're the bad guy."

"Don't make noise! ​​There must be something to eat inside." Mo Zihao picked up the box and hugged it in his arms, and said as he walked, "Go home and take it apart and have a look."

"Yeah, it's Chinese New Year, and the boy who likes my aunt gave her a gift." Mo Xinnian followed in his brother's footsteps, knocking on the box with his hand, "Could it be a big watermelon?"

"Idiot!" A box containing a watermelon, this boy is too ridiculous.

"You're stupid. Seeing how hard you are hugging, the box must be heavy. It's either a watermelon or a big coconut."

"You just know how to eat." Mo Zihao turned his head and gave her a nasty look.

Mo Xinnian wrinkled her nose, stuck out her tongue at him, and muttered, "I love food, but I can't eat you, you are a big foodie."

"Snacks."

"Big eater."

The two of them entered the villa arguing. When Aunt Mei saw it, she hurried over to help bring the box over. Seeing that it was Mo Yiting's courier, she asked Mo Zihao to go upstairs and call.

Before Mo Yiting came down, Mo Xinnian saw Aunt Mei going out, so she took a pair of scissors and cut open the outer packaging bag.

Inside was an ordinary cardboard box, sealed tightly with tape. Mo Xinnian cut it down, and Mo Yiting yelled: "Hey, little princess, don't touch my things."

She hurried downstairs, Mo Xinnian hurriedly stood up, pointed to the box and said, "I'm helping you, this box is too heavy."

At this time, Wu Qiong came out of Mrs. Mo's room, saw the box on the ground, and asked strangely, "Who sent it?"

Mo Yiting picked up the wrapping paper that Mo Xinnian cut off on the ground, and gave Mo Xinnian a very resentful look, Mo Xinnian blinked innocently, "You can't blame me, that person can't write clearly, neither my brother nor I See clearly."

"Open the box and see if you know." Wu Qiong asked Mo Xinnian to hand over the scissors to her aunt.

Mo Yiting squatted down, cut the tape with a few scissors, and then opened the opening...

"Haha..." Mo Xinnian saw what was inside, and immediately ran to Mo Zihao's side, thumping his shoulder and laughing, "I'm right, I'm right, it's really fruit."

"Boring!" Mo Zihao glanced at the two dark coconuts in the box, and walked away.

Wu Qiong shook her head and said with a smile, "Who the hell is that? We still have some fresh coconuts. Do we still need to deliver them to you?"

Mo Yiting frowned slightly, thoughtfully, she touched the coconut, then picked up the broken packaging bag on the ground, put together the ones with the list, and finally saw the sending address vaguely.

Qiao Zhenzhong?

Although he didn't write his name, address, or phone number, she knew it when he saw the word "Yunnan".

She happily took out the coconut immediately, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully, and finally discovered the mystery inside, "Xinnian, bring the fruit knife on the coffee table."

Curiously, Mo Xinnian took the knife and handed it to Mo Yiting.

"What is it? Auntie." She blinked her big eyes.

Mo Yiting put the coconut on the ground, and then used the tip of a knife to stroke the center of the coconut lightly. With a crisp sound, the coconut split open.

It turned out to be sealed, and all the pulp inside was peeled off.

"Ah, it's not coconut milk, aunt, what is it?" Mo Xinnian took out something golden from inside, and his eyes lit up immediately, "Wow, it's a tank."

Wu Qiong's eyes froze... Was it really sent by Qiao Zhenzhong?

"Auntie, it's so beautiful. Is this a bullet casing? I saw it on TV."

"Yes."

Mo Yiting took the tank from Mo Xinnian, and found that it was exquisite and beautiful, with chains, wheels, cannons...every part was meticulous and meticulous, and it could be called a very perfect handicraft.

"Auntie, look at the other one." Mo Xinnian took another coconut and placed it in front of Mo Yiting.

Mo Yiting also opened the thin slit with a knife. When it opened, the three people present all took a breath, opened their mouths, and opened their eyes wide.

I saw a shining golden military medal hanging on the "heart" character made of bullet casings, and there was a base underneath, which could just be placed on a flat surface.

There was a piece of paper stuck under the base, on which there were only a few lines of writing. It was Qiao Zhenzhong's personal letter. In addition to wishing her a happy new year, it told him that he was very busy and that he could not contact her because of special work...

There is no "love" revealed in the words, only the biggest wish is that Mo Yiting can be happy every day.

"Mom, he made second-class merit..." After reading the letter, Mo Yiting touched the golden medal, her voice choked with excitement, "He is really good."

"Auntie, who is he?" Mo Xinnian blinked her big bright eyes, really confused.

"He's your Uncle Joe." Mo Yiting said.

"Oh, Uncle Joe? Aren't you on good terms with him?"

Wu Qiong looked at Mo Yiting with complicated eyes, sighed softly, and went upstairs without saying a word.

Walking to the bedroom, Wu Qiong opened the window, and the cold wind blew in, causing her to shrank her neck and tightened her neckline. She looked at the mountains and forests in the distance.

As someone who has experienced it, she fully understands Qiao Zhenzhong's love for her daughter, as well as his sincerity, but the Qiao family...is really not suitable for a daughter to enter.

He Xiaoxiao is her favorite son-in-law, what a pity!

"Mom." Mo Yiting came in, empty-handed, and walked gently behind Wu Qiong, "Mom, don't think too much about it, I haven't said anything to him yet."

Wu Qiong took a few breaths of fresh air, put away her disappointment, and turned around with a kind smile on her face, "Tingting, mom respects you, no matter who you choose, mom doesn't want to interfere."

Mo Yiting was taken aback, and it took her a long time to digest her mother's "enlightenment".

"Mom, so you don't care about the marriage of the three of us from now on... Oh no, it's only the second brother and us, so you won't interfere?" Mo Yiting was really happy.

"It doesn't matter, mom has figured it out, mom can't be with you for the rest of your life, as long as you feel good about yourself and feel happy together."

"Long live mother!" Mo Yiting hugged her mother happily.

Wu Qiong patted her on the back and smiled helplessly, "Do you really like Qiao Zhenzhong?"

Mo Yiting pursed her lips, pondered for a long while, and then said unsurely, "I don't know if I like it, I just know that apart from He Xiaoxiao, I will think of him occasionally, after all, he is the best to me. .”

"How long have you known each other? Is it the best?" Wu Qiong pushed her away and poked her on the head.

"Mom, the facts are like this. Although some boys gave me expensive things before, I didn't accept them. He Xiaoxiao..." She smiled self-deprecatingly, "Or he gave me a scarf not long ago. Qiao Zhenzhong was the only one who counted as a gift, and the things he gave me were very touching, because every piece was made by him himself."

"Oh, you like these two better, don't you?"

"Mom, don't laugh at me. Seriously, I really like these two gifts made by himself, just like the twelve zodiac signs."

"Then besides He Xiaoxiao, are you sure you'll be waiting for him?"

Mo Yiting pursed her lips again, she walked to the window, looked into the distance, and seemed to be talking to herself, "If it's really what he said, this is the fate bestowed on us by God, then I... can also Go try it, after all I want to marry, but saying anything now is empty."

It is not so easy for another person to fill a vacant corner of my heart.

"So you didn't really like him?"

"Mom," Mo Yiting turned her head and smiled, "Is it so easy to like someone? Qiao Zhenzhong is good, but I'm not a little girl anymore, I won't be so hasty."

"I'm relieved." Wu Qiong gently took her hand, her eyes were full of maternal love, "Tingting, let everything go according to fate, don't give up on yourself just because you lost a relationship."

"Mom, don't worry."

Mo Erye came back in his car, Ling Kexin took his younger brother's hand and walked into the Mo family's big villa.

When Wu Qiong saw Ling Xiaowei again, her attitude was completely different from before. She came forward to greet him affectionately, and even hugged him gently, smiling slightly like an amiable mother.

When Mrs. Mo saw this handsome boy, she smiled and said that the children of the Ling family were not only good-looking, but also good-natured, and she liked it.

After Mo Xinnian made out with his little uncle for a while, he ran to his father and said, "Daddy, my aunt has received a gift from Uncle Qiao."

Hearing this, Mo Erye and Ling Kexin were startled, and they looked at the stairs in unison.

Mo Yiting just came down, she smiled relaxedly, and said calmly: "It's just two small things."

"It's not a gadget, it's two very beautiful things, a tank and a big heart." Mo Xinnian gestured exaggeratedly.

"Yeah, auntie, give me the tank." Mo Zihao said hastily.

"No, I can't give it to you." Mo Yiting refused without hesitation.

"Stingy." Mo Zihao muttered and walked away.

In the evening, Ling Kexin came to Mo Yiting's room. Mo Yiting was fiddling with the gift from Qiao Zhenzhong on the bed cabinet. When she saw her come in, she smiled shyly.

"Have you figured it out?" Ling Kexin sat on the edge of the bed and asked with a slight smile.

"No."

"What? Haven't you been tempted?"

"I want to wait for him to come back and get in touch with him again, starting with friends."

Ling Kexin nodded: "Well, very sensible, don't be too hasty in love."

"However, I have already developed a little affection for him, from the moment I rushed to the airport to see him off that day."

Ling Kexin held her hand and gave her encouraging eyes, "Let it be, follow your feelings, and don't give up lightly."

"Ke Xin, do you think He Xiaoxiao is not suitable for me? So..."

Ling Kexin shook her head, "No, he is suitable for you. He is steady and introverted. You are passionate and unrestrained. I believe you will get along well. Besides, you have waited for him for six years, which is enough to show how much you love him. I always feel that He Xiaoxiao should I was touched by you."

"But the reality is that he chose Zheng Miaomiao." Mo Yiting smiled wryly, and he said emotionally, "Love is not determined by time, but by feeling, maybe they feel good about each other. "

Ling Kexin was silent, recalling the ups and downs between herself and Mo Erye, the friction, unknowingly, relying on a feeling.

I feel like I can't live without him, so I just fell in love with him.

The two chatted happily for a while, Ling Kexin left, Mo Yiting undressed and went to bed, and put the "heart" sent by Qiao Zhenzhong beside the pillow.

She stared at it, and Qiao Zhenzhong was standing next to the plane, smiling at her again...

"If we had known each other a few years earlier, maybe I would have fallen in love with you, Qiao Zhenzhong." She said to herself, sighing softly, "But now, my heart is filled with He Xiaoxiao, knowing that he is about to get married, I still ..."

Still can't forget!

With a sore nose, Mo Yiting turned sideways, pulled up the quilt and covered her head.

"Brother, a car has been parked outside the courtyard for a long time." Mo Ertao walked into the study and said to Mo Erye.

Mo Erye turned off the computer, walked to the window and opened the curtains, squinting at the gate in the night, from this angle, he couldn't see the car.

"Who is it?" He turned around and asked Mo Ertao.

"I don't know, maybe it's a man who likes your wife." Mo Ertao teased unscrupulously, and lay down on the sofa laughing.

Mo Erye glared at him, picked up his coat and put it on, "I'll go and have a look."

Mo Ertao curled his lips towards his tall back, teasing in a low voice, "You are still so stingy, who dares to chase after your wife now."

Mo Erye really came to the gate. The car was parked 50 meters away, leaning against the side of the road. When he walked over, the man in the driver's seat opened the door.

"So elegant tonight?" Mo Erye got into the car and turned to look at him calmly.

He Xiaoxiao smiled, and picked up a pack of cigarettes from the car platform. Mo Erye did not refuse, and took out one. He Xiaoxiao lit it for him, and then smoked one himself.

"Time flies, tomorrow will be thirty," He Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, his face was covered with a layer of loneliness, "I've always wanted to have a few drinks with you, but I didn't make an appointment."

"There is plenty of time. After the New Year, I will treat you to a drink." Mo Erye rolled down the window to let the smoke escape.

"Mr. Mo, I have let you down. Now I really feel how right it was for Ling Kexin to choose you back then."

"She has no choice, she belongs to me, Mo Er Ye."

"Hehe, you are still so domineering."

Mo Erye took a puff of smoke, squinted his eyes at him, and said meaningfully: "Men, you must be decisive when you should be decisive. There is no need to hesitate in some things. Doing business and wanting women... are all the same!"

He Xiaoxiao curled his lips into a silent smile, and asked hesitantly, "Yi Ting, is she okay?"

"Well, very well, she has changed. In a few years, she has become sensible, well-behaved, and respected."

"Yes, time can change a person."

Mo Erye put his hand on the car window, looked at the sparks on his fingertips, and asked tentatively, "Want to see Yi Ting?"

He Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked out the window. He wanted to deny it, but it violated his psychology, so he chose to remain silent.

"Mr. He, you can't make up your mind. It's a kind of harm to women and an irresponsible attitude. It's getting late. I'd better wish you a happy New Year." Mo Erye threw the cigarette butt out of the window and held it out towards him. hands.

He Xiaoxiao turned around, paused, then smiled and shook his hand, "Thank you, I understand."

Mo Er Ye smiled lightly, patted him on the shoulder twice, opened the door and got out of the car.