Good Morning, Dear

Mo Jianling was in a super good mood. On the way back in his wheelchair, he directly told Cheng Qingyao: "I'm glad you came back and solved a worry I've had for many years. I'm also happy that you risked your life to give birth to the bones and flesh of the Mo family, and I know that the Mo family owes you more. Not to mention our previous friendship, I'll depend on you in my life."

Cheng Qingyao was amused by his words: "what do you mean you depend on me? I'm not your daughter, and I don't have the money to support you. Niannian and I still rely on Nan Youjin these years!"

"Nan Youjin's money and human kindness will be returned to him one by one. You and Niannian should have Mo's shares..."

"No, I don't want those things outside my body. I don't want anything now. I just want Niannian to grow up safely and healthily. You know her disease. The doctor says it's okay, but it must be blood cancer. How can I say it's okay?"

"Listen to the doctor. If they say it's okay, it must be okay. Nan Youjin uses the best doctor. I'm also looking for a doctor. At that time, wise experts will go together and press Mo Li on the operating table to draw blood hard. I don't believe it can't cure my little memory."

Cheng Qingyao was amused again. Her mind was full of the gloomy picture of Mo Li being held down. She couldn't take off her struggle. But then again, with the addition of Mo Jianling, her heart hurt in the morning didn't feel so painful.

In fact, she knows that the best person for her in the Mo family is mo Jianling except Mo Li.

Mo Jianling respects her very much. He will respect her as long as it is her intention. Just like in the cold war, if she said she couldn't see Mo Li, he wouldn't force her to go, let alone make sarcastic remarks. Sometimes she wants him to force her and give her a step, but he won't.

It's exactly that. I don't want her to be wronged!

Later, Mo Li put her under house arrest. He interfered with Mo Li and was angry with Mo Li. He had a heart attack. Finally, when he was admitted to the hospital, he had to worry... In short, Mo Jianling got along well and got along better and better. She also showed him the photos he read

He was so happy that he kept boasting about his beauty. She was so proud that she was willing to tell him about her thoughts. When he heard her say she was sweet, he quickly asked, "can she call grandpa? Can she drink songs? Will she shout to me when she is ill?"

"Yes, she can do anything." she also calls Moli Barbie, but Moli doesn't cherish it. Cheng Qingyao thinks of these and feels that Moli has no memory. If he has memory, he should cherish it.

Talking and laughing all the way, the three came home.

The layout of the home is the same as before. The two little turtles are still alive. They are not only alive, but also grow up a lot. Mo Qinglian also took her to the study. She used to live in the study. Later, when she was empty for many years, he carved in the room, which was filled with his carvings.

It's all carved by people!

All women, big and small!

She is very fairy like, with long hair and elegant sleeves. She looks like a fairy sister anyway. The largest one, two centimeters taller than Cheng Qingyao, is placed in the middle of the room. It has beautiful eyes, a gentle look, and its eyes are more like water.

"How beautiful!" Cheng Qingyao was amazed. He never thought that Mo Qinglian's craft would be so good. He usually doesn't observe. He is arrogant and has no focus. In the past, he only made small carvings and models or origami. He had never made such a large statue.

Amazing!

Beautiful!

Cheng Qingyao couldn't put it down and walked around for two times. The whole grinding was very smooth and the feel was super excellent: "Qinglian, I really can't underestimate you. Your uncanny workmanship is so beautiful! I'll send you out to carve for others if I don't have money to eat in the future."

Mo Qinglian seemed to understand. With a smile, she took her hand and pressed it on the face of the statue: "Yaoyao... Yaoyao..."

"He said it was Yao Yao, and all the people in the room were Yao Yao." Mo Jianling translated for him and told her that she had disappeared all these years. Except standing downstairs, he came back to carve, carving a room full of imagination. At first, he carved small pieces. Later, when small pieces couldn't satisfy him, he began to carve large pieces. Not to mention that someone later offered $8 million for this large piece of wood, Mo Jianling spent more than one million to buy it.

Mo Li also said that when there are more works in the future, we will hold an exhibition for him and let them witness what autism is!

Cheng Qingyao is happy and sad. To be honest, she doesn't take herself so important, let alone feel that her departure will have any impact on them. But now seeing these, she suddenly felt that she didn't want to leave again. Mo Li could not want her. Mo Qinglian still needed her.

It's also a blessing to make Mo Qinglian like it, isn't it?

I went to other rooms again. There was no change. They all kept the appearance of leaving at first. Yang Sha's offering platform on the balcony is still there. It is cleaned up, providing melons and fruits and eating incense.

Cheng Qingyao felt uncomfortable and didn't want to reveal it. She went to the incense and left the balcony temporarily. Seeing that the clock on the wall was five o'clock, he asked Mo Jianling, "what do you eat in the evening? Who will cook for you?"

"It's usually 5:30. Uncle Wang comes to cook for us. After finishing the meal, he will go back. However, he will be laid off as soon as you come back. I told him not to come back. You don't know. His cooking is unspeakable and can't be compared with your skill. Many times, Qinglian breaks the plate while eating, so you go to cook. I'll call Mo Li back and I'll help you Let's eat together. "

Cheng Qingyao wanted to say something, but when she remembered the memory, she didn't say anything. Mo Qinglian is like a follower today. She goes wherever she goes and says: "Yao Yao... Mian... Yao Yao... Mian..."

This time, Cheng Qingyao understood without translation. He wanted noodles, and her best noodles were shredded meat noodles. Mo Li also loved them.

Sure enough, he said: "noodles... Brother... Brother... Eat noodles..."

"OK, I'll make noodles for you tonight. It's easy." she has no noodles at home and has to go out to buy them. She takes Qinglian out to buy them. Mo Jianling calls Mo Li at home.

Mo Li is still playing tricks. If he doesn't answer his phone, he keeps calling. Mo Li was bored to death and answered angrily: "what's the matter? Just finish it in one sentence. If you can't finish it, hang up now."

Mo Li's illness was supposed to be alleviated, but after Lin xiner's trouble, he was more seriously ill than yesterday. I could sleep yesterday. Today, I can't sleep. I can't touch my headache. My mind is full of Cheng Qingyao's desperate eyes.

He wants to explain to Cheng Qingyao, but he doesn't know how to explain... He thinks Cheng Qingyao won't listen to his explanation... He thinks it's strange to explain to Cheng Qingyao... There are ideas on the left and right, and there are ideas that can't be implemented, so the more he thinks, the more confused he becomes

Mo Jianling had a sharp weapon in his hand. What was he afraid of? He said calmly: "do you remember the nanny in my family? Cheng Qingyao, she returned home. She met by chance today, so she came to cook dinner for us. What, are you interested in coming back for a meal, shredded meat and noodles..."