Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 236 The pit depth is 061 meters awkward (8)
Seeing that Aunt Lan's face was getting redder, Mo Jiu laughed and said, "Okay, okay, don't be shy at all times, you already have two babies, and you're not a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, why are you pretending to be tender? Don't worry." , when we settle down in Lin'an, I'll find a way to buy you a big house and bring my mother and Uncle Laifu together. How about it?"

Aunt Lan's eyes widened in surprise, and she remained silent for a long time.

Mo Jiu had a serious face, "Hurry up and thank the Lord for your kindness."

Aunt Lan was really pleasantly surprised at first, but after thinking about it, this girl has no money and no power, she is the young lady of the Xiao family, and she only has one identity. feed?

Then, her face became pale again.

"Girl, don't tease me. I'm happy to see the boy and daughter... As for his father, he has to worry about the lady's illness, so don't bother."

"You don't believe me?" Mo Jiu shook her head, "Then you continue to be a widow."

It was Aunt Lan's idea to reunite the family, and Mo Jiu actually wanted it too.She has been in this world for so long, she has no relatives, no sustenance, and she is actually very lonely in her bones.

The mother who was lying on the hospital bed and didn't know what happened now, because of the word "mother", in Mo Jiu's opinion, it had something to do with her.If she can be taken to Lin'an, and then find a way to get Xiao Liulang to see her, she may not follow the old path of women in their family's ancestors. In this way, she will also give herself one more chance...

She will always remember her mother's strange disease, hereditary strange disease-everyone was born with a beautiful face, but before the age of 24, her hair became white and chicken skin, and she looked like an old woman.

Touching the pretty flower-like face in the mirror, Mo Jiu couldn't imagine that one day she would be like her mother, who would look like a white-haired old woman at a young age. If she lived like that, she would rather die... Thinking about it, she became more determined.For myself, treat her mother first.

That night, Mo Ling'er did not come.

Mo Jiu fell asleep thinking of Tonger Cake and Duck Neck, and was a little worried about her.

Could it be that Xiao Liulang refuses to accept the old lady, and the old lady does not allow her to accompany her in the house?
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The third day is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Such a festival is naturally very lively for a prominent family like the Xiao family.Now that the next one is involved, the whole family is about to move, and there is a lot of turmoil in the house. Relatives from far and near take advantage of this time to come and reunite, hoping to go to Lin'an one day, so as to have a place to seek refuge.

The Nanshan courtyard was as deserted as ever.

Mei'er went early in the morning to receive the pancakes and happy money distributed by the mansion, and when she came back she was very happy, with a smile all over her face.

She said that on the Mid-Autumn Festival today, the old lady ordered the young lady to go to the front yard to have dinner together, and her restraint was also lifted, so she can walk out of the Nanshan courtyard casually.

Seeing her excitement, Mo Jiu gave her a disdainful stare, "Is this the only thing you can do?"

Mei'er whispered: "Xiao Shijun will also be here."

Mo Jiu glanced sideways, "So what if he's here? The little girl is only 12 years old, so she's already yearning for spring."

This guy spoke directly, Meier blushed immediately, and finally sniffed aggrievedly, "Miss, don't you want to see Xiao Shijun? Meier is happy for the girl. If the girl is not looking forward to it, Meier will not care Mile."

Mo Jiu said with a cold face, "Since when have I been looking forward to seeing him?"

Mei'er pursed her mouth and stared at her innocently, "Miss, you go to the bamboo building these two days, isn't it just to meet the envoy?"

Mo Jiu was almost choked to death by this girl, and beat the table bitterly, "Do I have it? Where do I have it? I don't have it at all."

(End of this chapter)