A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 335
Watching the carriage leave, Mo Xiaoyu sniffled and said, "Mother, will uncle come back?"

"Mother doesn't know." Mo Dai didn't want to lie to Mo Xiaoyu.

"Mom, if uncle doesn't come back, what will happen to the cake?"

"How many Xiaoyu would like to eat, how many can mother make for you?"

"Well, I want to eat many, many, many!"

"Wow, Xiao Yu is so powerful. After eating a lot, it will fill up her belly, and her belly will be as round as a ball!"

"Mom, what is Piqiu (ball)?"

Mo Dai was startled, she made a slip of the tongue and went to modern times, so she explained: "It's round, you can play with it in your hand, or kick it with your feet!"

"Mom, I want to play with Piqiu too!"

"Okay, mother will make you a ball later."

Mo Dai carried Mo Xiaoyu back to the backyard, Zhao Yingzi and Lie waited until Wan Yan's carriage was out of sight, then turned around and entered the door, closed the door and locked it in place.

Zhao Yingzi felt a little uncomfortable in her heart: "Lie, what do you think your master and I did this time? Could it be that I brought Xiao Qing'er out just to let Wan Yan send him back again?"

Lie didn't know how to answer, so he could only remain silent.

"Xiao Qing'er obviously likes this place, and his appetite has increased. He can even eat some meat that he doesn't eat on weekdays. I think he must have a good impression of Xiao Daidai, and Xiao Daidai also likes it. Take good care of him!"

"Master, Ms. Mo treats everyone equally." Lie couldn't help but said, Mo Dai has really done this, which makes people have nothing to say, even Guan Xuan, she has never missed what he eats, the staple food is dessert , he can eat everything.

"Of course I know that Xiao Daidai treats everyone equally. Except for her own family, she treats everyone politely and distantly. It was also hard for me to become her friend! But, why is Xiao Daidai so indifferent? Xiao Qing'er is so beautiful, it would be nice to stay at home as a vase!"

Lie felt that his master's thinking was too weird, and he couldn't understand it.

Zhao Yingzi casually pulled an ivy leaf from the corridor and put it in her mouth, and asked, "By the way, has there been anything suspicious about that Guan Xuan lately?"

Lie was a little speechless, because Guan Xuan walked behind Zhao Yingzi with him.

"Master Zhao, if you have any questions, just ask." Guan Xuan said.

Zhao Yingzi turned her head and grinned at him, "Not yet!"

In this compartment, Qiongqing and Cilan were sitting in the carriage, being bumped as the carriage moved.

Qiong Qing started to get motion sickness again, but this time it seemed to be more serious, and he lost all energy.

Looking at Qiongqing like this, Ciena felt very distressed, and couldn't help but said: "Why is Miss Mo so cruel? She didn't even say a word to persuade her to stay! Obviously Xiaoyu was crying so sad!"

"Porcelain glaze." Qiong Qing said weakly.

Ciena closed her voice, and said helplessly: "Young master, Ciena understands, and will not speak nonsense again in the future!"

The carriage slowly drifted away.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the courtyard with a reddish and golden halo.A gust of autumn wind blew past, blowing Mo Wufeng's loosely rolled black hair, and a curly dead leaf fell on his shoulder, but he didn't notice it.

At this moment, Mo Wufeng was sitting on a bench in the corridor outside the dining room, with a sewing basket beside him, holding an embroidery needle in his hand, he was stitching together colorful rags one by one, and from time to time he put the needle tip on the Gently pass between the temples to make the stitches smoother and neater.

Finally finished sewing, Mo Wufeng turned the cloth over. Although it was deflated, it was vaguely discernible that it was spherical.

"Father!" Mo Xiaoyu ran over, holding a cone-shaped object folded from oiled paper in his hand, which contained small round biscuits that Modai had just baked.

Mo Xiaoyi also held the same thing and shouted behind Mo Xiaoyu: "Father!"

At the same time, Mo Dai also walked over behind the two children. Mo Wufeng responded to the two children with a smile, then raised his eyes to look at Mo Dai, and raised the semi-finished product in his hand: "wife master, come and have a look." Does it look like this?"

Modai walked over, took the fallen leaves off his shoulders for him, sat down next to him, took a look at the things in his hands, and said with a smile: "Yes, that's right, stuff some rags, cotton, etc. It can be used as a toy for two children!"

Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi knew that the thing made by Mo Wufeng was their toy, they both looked at it curiously, and from time to time they used their little hands to touch it, full of anticipation.

"Father, I'll eat it for you!" Mo Xiaoyu pinched a small biscuit from her paper tube container and handed it to Mo Wufeng as a token of condolence, but unexpectedly his simple action moved Mo Wufeng to tears, and his heart ached. Dao, the son can finally think of his own father!
"Father, why are you crying?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at Mo Wufeng puzzled, "Don't you like biscuits?"

Mo Wufeng shook his head hastily, stuffed the biscuit into his mouth and chewed.

Seeing her father's appearance as if he was afraid that others would steal his biscuits, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Don't worry, eat slowly, my mother packed a lot for me!"

Mo Dai burst out laughing, while Mo Wufeng was so ashamed.

Mo Xiaoyi was reluctant to part with his own biscuit, but when he saw Mo Xiaoyu give the biscuit to Mo Wufeng to eat, he thought and thought, and then endured great reluctance to pinch a biscuit and handed it to Modai: "Liang, you eat!"

This time, Mo Dai was also very moved, she just ate the biscuit with his little hand, and then kissed him on the face, making him giggle.Mo Xiaoyu was a little envious of Mo Xiaoyi, and also handed the biscuits to Mo Dai, hoping that Mo Dai would kiss him too, and Mo Dai would not let him down.

Mo Wufeng watched Mo Dai play happily with the two children, and suddenly envied her a little bit, he couldn't do it, if he couldn't behave like the wife-lord, the children should not kiss him!

Mo Wufeng started to stuff the rags into the cloth bag he had sewn. The rags were not enough, so he stuffed some cotton left over from making cotton clothes, until the cloth bag was swollen and became a round ball, and then he used a needle and thread to carefully clean it. Locked the seal.He did it very quickly, and in a short while, the cloth ball was ready, because it was filled with cotton, so it couldn't be crushed, and it was still a little elastic.

The two children fell in love with this toy immediately when they saw it, and they didn't care about eating the biscuits, so they directly handed the biscuits to Modai, and the two started chasing the cloth ball in the corridor.

Looking at Mo Xiaoyu's happy face, Mo Dai seemed to have forgotten about Qiongqing's departure, but she hoped that he would be more heartless so that he could live a happy life.

"My wife, Xiaoyu is very happy with the prince!" Mo Wufeng said suddenly.

"Why, Wufeng is still jealous of the prince?" Mo Dai joked while biting a biscuit.

(End of this chapter)