Through the book nine zeros as a blessing

Chapter 17 Evacuation of Overseas Chinese
Seeing his sad expression, Mu Xiao couldn't help but secretly pity him.

"No matter what others say, your body is your own, and you should cherish it."

The corner of Lin Yuezhi's mouth moved, as if smiling slightly.

"...Thank you, I understand the truth."

He was used to being deserted, and stopped talking and ate quietly.

Mu Xiao ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and he just finished eating it.

He put on the mask and stood up.

Perhaps seeing that Mu Xiao's pannier was too heavy, he stretched out his hand to grab it and carried it on his shoulder.

Mu Xiao was a little embarrassed, and said, "I'll carry it by myself! You are still a sick person, so it's not good for you to be tired."

He shook his head lightly, stared at her with deep and cold eyes for several seconds, then turned and walked forward.

Mu Xiao was stunned for a moment, her pretty face turned red instantly.

He... what does this mean?
It's not the first day we met, what are you doing staring at her for a long time?
By the way, his eyes are really beautiful!
Suddenly, his muffled voice came from ahead: "Wipe the corners of your mouth clean."

Forehead? !

Mu Xiao instinctively touched his small mouth—it was full of sweet-scented osmanthus cake powder!

She lowered her head and said, "...Thank you."

Mom!How embarrassing!

The mountain road was not too far away. The two of them had already walked more than half of it earlier, and they were full of energy. After walking for less than half an hour, they arrived at the entrance of Linjiacun.

He paused slightly, and put down the basket.

Mu Xiao laughed: "You're here, I can recite it myself. Brother, thank you!"

She ran forward, threw the basket on her shoulders, waved to him, and left briskly.

Lin Yuezhi turned around and walked uphill.

After a while, he stopped, turned his handsome face slightly, and watched her cheerful back disappear into the woods before continuing.

……

Mu Xiao didn't come home for more than two months, but Yun Chanjuan was overwhelmed, so he pulled her to look left and right.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl's face is like peach blossoms, she looks beautiful no matter how she looks at it.

Yun Chanjuan put away the things she bought, and asked curiously: "Why did you buy so much meat? Do you still have enough money on you? Don't starve yourself too much."

"No!" Mu Xiao smiled and whispered, "I made a lot of money selling popsicles!"

Yun Chanjuan was both happy and distressed, and said softly, "You are still a student, you should put your studies first, remember not to be too tired."

Mu Xiao nodded hastily, and said, "Mom, let's dry the bacon. Winter is coming, so we can reserve some meat to eat."

"Okay." Yun Chanjuan sighed and said to herself while washing the pork, "Your father...he likes bacon the most."

Mu Xiao was slightly stunned, knowing that her mother missed her father and her eldest brother and second brother again.

She whispered: "Mom, don't worry, Dad and brothers are all right. Believe me, they will be back soon."

Yun Chanjuan gave an obscure smile, "...um."

After waiting for a full ten years, there was no news, and it was not known whether the three of them, father and son, were still alive.

Mu Xiao knows most of the plots in the book, and she is very sure that her father and brother will come back before the end of the year. Unlike her mother's melancholy and worry, her heart is full of anticipation and longing.

The weekend passed quickly, and she went back to No. [-] Middle School by car to continue her studies.

School life is still as boring as ever, except for boring study, there is only boring study left.

For students, the best entertainment is the magazines and newspapers in the school reading room.

But there are too many monks and too little food, and the students rush to the reading room after class, which is overcrowded every day.

Mu Xiao is an in-house student and has more time, so he usually chooses to go there during the evening self-study.

This night, when she was flipping through the newspaper, she accidentally saw a piece of news.

——The volcano in Ma Dao in Nanyang erupted and the disaster was serious. The embassy in Nanyang organized the evacuation of overseas Chinese.

Her heart skipped a beat!
Will my father and brothers also be on Falkland Island?

She carefully read it word by word, and carefully copied down the last two consultation calls left.

(End of this chapter)