The time of the city

Ever since Ni Jiamu's domineering behavior in the classroom, Mo Yu suddenly gained several "sisters-in-law" and her status in the class skyrocketed. Many girls gave her snacks, school supplies, etc.

After school, Mo Yu came back with a bulging schoolbag and a bunch of bags in her hands, which made Uncle Yang dumbfounded. Did his young lady go to rob someone? Uncle Yang quickly took the things from Mo Yu's hands and said, "Miss, what are these? They are really heavy."

"Uncle Yang, these were forced upon me by my classmates. You can take some back for your sister." Mo Yu knew that Uncle Yang had a daughter who just started elementary school this year. She would also ask Uncle Yang to take some back from the snacks that Shang Xue bought for her.

"Miss, you have already given Yueyue a lot of things. You don't need it. My Yueyue likes you as her sister very much." Uncle Yang said with a smile on his face while driving.

"Then I have to give her something even more. I want her to always like me." Mo Yu was delighted to hear someone liked her. She only remembered Nan Feng and Shang Xue saying they liked her. Children are like that, inexplicably craving attention and being liked.

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll take it back to Yueyue. She will always like you." Just like that, Mo Yu returned home while chatting and laughing with Uncle Yang.

As soon as she arrived at the door, Mo Yu smelled the delicious aroma of food. When she took a closer look, she found her favorite sweet and sour fish. When she entered the house, Mo Yu saw balloons and ribbons hanging all over the room, creating a festive atmosphere.

Shang Xue heard the noise and came out of the kitchen with a happy smile on her face. "Auntie, are you celebrating some festival?"

"Silly child, we are celebrating your birthday." Shang Xue touched Mo Yu's head lovingly. As far as Mo Yu could remember, she had never celebrated a birthday. The day she was picked up from the orphanage was her birthday, but there were too many children in the orphanage and insufficient funds, so none of the children in the orphanage had ever celebrated a birthday.

"Really? I've never been."

"It's okay, we will celebrate for you every year from now on." Ni Yuantang came down from upstairs with a newspaper. He left work early today to celebrate Mo Yu's birthday. He would never miss any important festivals or gatherings at home every year.

Seeing how much her family valued her, Mo Yu felt like the happiest person in the world. Years later, she would still think of this day, a day that embodied her infinite love for life.

"Xiaoyu, think about what you want to eat. There's still time. Mommy will make it for you."

"Mom?" Mo Yu was stunned when she heard Shang Xue call herself mom. Did she have a mother too? An unconcealable smile hung on her face.

"You are my daughter, so of course you have to call me mom. You always called me auntie before, and I thought you didn't like me!" Shang Xue's voice came from the kitchen, with a hint of anger in it.

"I don't, I like it very much, no, mom." Mo Yu smiled foolishly.

"From now on, you have to call me mom and dad. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot something important. What do you like to eat, Xiaoyu? Come on, mom has to make it for you."

"Hahaha, you still remember to let Xiaoyu call me dad. You are worthy of being my wife." Ni Yuantang's laughter came over.

"I like everything you make, Mom. This is enough." Mo Yu went to her room and got some drawing paper. She wanted to draw her day. She drew her beautiful mom cooking, her handsome dad reading the newspaper, and then thought about it, and drew Ni Jiamu memorizing words. Ni Jiamu wasn't home at the time, so Mo Yu drew from memory. When she finished, she was quite satisfied.

"The only thing left is the soup." Shang Xue walked out of the kitchen and took off her apron.

"Xiaoyu, have you finished your homework? Go to the basketball court and call your brother back for dinner. This guy forgets to eat when he's playing basketball."

"Okay, Mom." In fact, Mo Yu was reluctant to go. Ni Jiamu had not paid any attention to her since he helped her in the classroom last time. Later, Ni Jiamu went to another place to attend cram school, and she no longer went with him after school.

"Xue'er, you knew Jiamu's temper, but you still asked Xiaoyu to call him. Don't get angry with Xiaoyu then. Today is Xiaoyu's birthday." Ni Yuantang said worriedly.

"You don't understand this. Our son is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He used to like his sister very much. You can't stop them from interacting with each other just because you are worried. The more they spend time together, the better their relationship will naturally be." After saying this, Shang Xue winked at Ni Yuantang playfully.

Mo Yu spent the entire drive trying to figure out how to approach Ni Jiamu. She was actually quite afraid of him. "Brother, go back home and eat. Stop playing basketball. Isn't that rude?" "Brother, dinner's ready. Mom asked me to call you back." Mo Yu kept mumbling to herself the entire way, not even realizing when she reached the court.

Suddenly a basketball flew over. When Mo Yu saw it, it was too late to dodge. "Bang" Mo Yu was hit by the ball without a doubt. She sat on the ground, feeling dizzy and in pain.

"Are you okay, little sister? I'm sorry." Qiao Mu ran over, helped Mo Yu up, his face full of apology.

"Are you crazy? Who asked you to run to the middle of the court? You really aren't very smart." Ni Jiamu rolled up the clothes around his waist and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Brother, Mom asked me to call you for dinner."

"Amu, I'm sorry, I hit your sister. Do you need to take her to the hospital?" Qiao Mu turned and asked Ni Jiamu.

"No, she's fine. It's her own problem." After saying that, he waved his hand, picked up the clothes on the ground and left. Mo Yu had no choice but to follow him slowly. Looking at the tall and straight figure in front of her, Mo Yu thought he was really handsome, except that he was a little fierce.

After returning home, Ni Jiamu went back to his room to take a shower and change clothes. Shang Xue pulled Mo Yu to sit down. After a while, Wang Ma brought out a big cake. Ni Jiamu just came down the stairs. "Amu, turn off the lights!"

As soon as Ni Jiamu sat down, Shang Xue pulled him over to sing Happy Birthday to Mo Yu. "How childish!" he exclaimed, but he was forced to continue.

"Xiaoyu, make a wish." Moyu closed her eyes. "I hope my parents and brother can be happy every day, and I can make many good friends."

Everyone present heard Mo Yu's birthday wish, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles, except for Ni Jiamu, who had a dull look and no expression could be seen.

"Our Xiaoyu's birthday wish will definitely come true, and Xiaoyu will make many good friends." Ni Yuantang patted Mo Yu's back and said earnestly.

"Yes, our whole family will be happy. Come to Mom and Dad's room to get the birthday present. Amu, you also have to prepare a birthday present for Xiaoyu, do you hear me?" Shang Xue knocked on Ni Jiamu's head.

"Mom, you have to be so touchy when eating. Aren't you afraid of knocking me stupid?" "I'm already quite stupid." Shang Xue and Ni Yuantang were amused by Mo Yu's words. Ni Jiamu looked up and glared at Mo Yu.

After dinner, Mo Yu received a skirt from Shang Xue, a mobile phone from Ni Yuantang, and five years of simulated college entrance examinations from Ni Jiamu.

The sunset glow gradually faded, the sky darkened, and a hazy night enveloped everything. Mo Yu gained a lot that night. She loved this home so much.