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Liang Yao's shock when he set foot on the ancient capital city for the first time corresponds to the sentence "poverty limits my imagination".There are tall buildings, busy traffic, and bright lights. These words to describe the prosperity of the metropolis are only realistic. Liang Yao stood on the street where there was no trace of dirt and looked around completely unfamiliar.There are urbanites with bright clothes and beautiful figures constantly shuttling around.Some of them stared ahead and walked quickly without stopping, and their skillful actions all showed their self-confidence and talent.Some walk in the clean streets as if walking in the courtyard of their own homes. It is not difficult to see their familiarity and love for this city.

Xiao Liangyao only felt that he was out of place in this city.The light projected from all around made Liang Yao extremely uncomfortable. He was naturally shy and the dim light could give him a sense of security. He quickly glanced around, then lifted his feet and walked towards the nearby shade.

"Liang Yao! Don't move around! Be careful not to get lost!" Xiao Wu, who was on the public phone at the convenience store, had been watching Liang Yao's actions closely, and immediately reminded him when he saw him walking around for no reason.

At this moment, Liang Yao happened to be walking under the shade of the tree, and most of his figure was shrouded in the shadow of the tree, so he stood there with peace of mind and did not move, and returned Xiao Wu with a shy smile.Liang Yao always had a strange and inexplicable reassuring quality in this child. Xiao Wu was infected by this quality. Seeing him standing still, he felt relieved to call.

After waiting for about 2 minutes, Xiao Wu hung up the phone and came over.He patted Liang Yao's shoulder reassuringly before speaking: "The Mo family's car will pick you up in a while."

Liang Yao is usually dull and dull, but he is very sensitive to parting.Hearing what Xiao Wu said, he was not concerned about where he was going, but immediately asked Xiao Wu worriedly: "Uncle, are you leaving?"

"Where am I going? My family is here too. We will meet frequently in the future, but we don't live in the same house!" Xiao Wu worked as an assistant next to Mr. Mo after graduating from university, and he dealt with various people every day. The best thing is to make people happy.

"Ah! That's great!" Xiao Wu was very pleased by Liang Yao's instantly stretched brows. This child is really affectionate. After only a few days of contact, Xiao Wu really likes this child Liang Yao.He calculated that time was running out, took out a pen and paper from his bag, wrote down his home address and landline number, and solemnly handed it to Liang Yao.

And earnestly told Liang Yao: "This is the address of my family. If you encounter any troubles in the future, you can come to uncle. If the Mo family treats you badly, you should tell uncle. Although uncle can't support you, he will send you to my uncle." It’s okay to go back to Daliang Village!”

Liang Yao took the small note carefully, and the warm happiness in his heart was beyond words.

Xiao Wu took out more than a dozen yuan of change from his wallet, put all the money in Liang Yao's palm, and solemnly explained: "You must keep this money, and don't spend it until the critical moment! In the future, you will have something to do." Use this money to call me if you need me, don’t pay more than 1 cents per minute!”

Liang Yao had almost no contact with money before, and the most he saw was only a few dimes. Suddenly someone handed him a stack of money. He didn't know how to react for a moment, and he stood there in a daze without knowing what to do. action.

"It's almost ready, and there is not much money. Don't be psychologically burdened. Take care of yourself in the future. I will visit you when I have a chance. I will live a good life in the Mo family in the future. Try to stay away from the young master of the Mo family. Don't worry about everything." Caring about like him!" Just as he was talking, a low-key black Audi came from a distance and stopped silently at the side of the road where they were standing.

A tall, stern, serious middle-aged man got out of the car.Before the middle-aged man opened his mouth to speak, Xiao Wu immediately reported: "Brother Dongsen! Everything is settled, this is the child, his name is Liang Yao, he is 12 years old!"

"Well, let's get in the car!" The visitor nodded to Liang Yao, and stood aside straight while pulling the car door back.

Liang Yao was stunned, Xiao Wu hurriedly pushed him into the car, Xiao Wu told Liang Yao again when he got away to leave: "Remember to call me if you have anything to do!" Liang Yao hadn't organized to say goodbye to Xiao Wu If so, the car door closed immediately with a bang after Xiao Wu exited. 'Brother Dongsen' closed the car door and stepped into the car in a few steps. The trained car started and drove away from the scene. The moment Liang Yao turned his head on the back seat, the car drove a hundred meters away. Xiao Wu's figure appeared Quickly disappeared into the street.

Who will understand your reluctance?Who cares about your reluctance?Liang Yao held tightly the note and money given by Xiao Wu, which were his most important things at the moment.

The Mo family is not rich and powerful, the only thing that is prominent is Mr. Mo's position, and his name is included in the important political positions in the ancient capital!The influence on the site of the ancient capital is so great that no one can match it.Mr. Mo's real name is Mo Zhonghua. He is over 50 years old this year. He is very low-key.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Liang Yao was brought to the Mo's house. The Mo's house gave Liang Yao a very quiet and old feeling. The house was a single-family villa with a very old shape, and the surrounding vegetation was overgrown.The furnishings of the room are first-class simple wooden furniture, and the styles are all in the style of old furniture.The Eight Immortals table, high-back chairs, round chairs, round stools, screens, solid wood floors, and even the stairs are also solid wood.Everywhere you look is decorated in Chinese style.Liang Yao ignorantly followed Brother Dongsen into the living room of Mo's house, and saw the majestic and solemn elder sitting alone at the Eight Immortals table reading a book, with a cup of steaming tea in his hand.

"arrive".After hearing the sound of footsteps, the elder shifted his eyes from the book to the two of them, and said these two words in a vague way, and even his tone was so flat that no one could see any emotion from him.I don't know if his two words are greetings or doubts.

"kindness".Liang Yao answered honestly, taking it as a greeting.

Brother Dongsen bent down, bowed his head, changed his previous reticence, and stated clearly: "Mr. Mo was delayed for a rest, and I originally planned to pick him up tomorrow morning, but Mr. Mo's schedule has changed. I have to go out early tomorrow morning, so..."

"Okay, I got it, you should go back and rest quickly!" Mr. Mo waved his hand, and Brother Dong Sen left quietly.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Liang Yao was secretly nervous, not knowing how he was going to be treated, he just stared blankly at Mr. Mo, with a resigned expression on his face as if he was waiting to be dealt with.

"Are you hungry, child?" Mr. Mo's sudden question was obviously not within Liang Yao's prediction, and he nodded instinctively.

"I'll get you a bowl of noodles, you sit and wait for a while."The development of the matter was unexpected. The dignified Mr. Mo turned out of the living room and entered the kitchen. Liang Yao didn't understand how the development of the matter would be in this direction?Shouldn't it be to let him go away and not disturb Mr. Mo's rest?

After a while, Mr. Mo brought out the cooked noodles for Liang Yao. He was surprised to find that Liang Yao was still standing where he was just now, not even changing his posture.

"You silly boy, what are you doing standing there? Are you tired? Hurry up and eat the noodles while it's hot." Mr. Mo's actions and expression at this moment made Liang Yao feel the long-lost love and care, and the strangeness in his heart disappeared. Most of it.The obedient one sat down and picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Neither of them opened their mouths to speak, the younger one was eating the noodles one bite after another intently, and the older one was watching the younger one eating the noodles intently with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the picture was very peaceful.

After Liang Yao finished eating the noodles and drinking the soup, the two people who didn't know each other began to get along well.After Liang Yao finished sucking up the last bit of noodles, he naturally grinned at Mr. Mo, and Mr. Mo also smiled back.The child's smile is very innocent, and he likes whoever he smiles at. Mr. Mo naturally knows that he has gained Liang Yao's favor.He reached out and patted Liang Yao's shoulder in relief, and said to Liang Yao in a relaxed tone: "My son, you will live here from now on. You can call me Uncle Mo or Uncle Mo whatever you want. I think you are tired too. The room has been prepared for you a long time ago, take a shower and sleep well!"

"En", Liang Yao nodded obediently.

It can be seen that Mr. Mo likes Liang Yao very much. The simplicity and naturalness of a rural child in him gave him a long-lost intimacy, as if he had found his lost past.

It's a pity that the past is gone, and it's hard to get back!

Mr. Mo took Liang Yao's hand naturally, and took him to see the layout of the whole room. He would open the door wherever there was a door to show Liang Yao the furnishings in the room. He stood by the door and introduced the function of the room. .Liang Yao was amazed by the existence of study room, gym, changing room, nanny's room, utility room and entertainment room. According to his more than ten years of cognition, rooms are used for eating and sleeping!

The decoration and cleanliness of the toilet and bathroom also opened Liang Yao's eyes. Looking at the snow-white toilet, it was hard for him to imagine what it would be like to defecate on it.

When wandering to the stairs, Liang Yao's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the intricate patterns carved on the escalator.

Mr. Mo stood aside and glanced upstairs indifferently, then turned to Liang Yao and said, "My son Mo Yingtong lives upstairs, if you are interested, you can go up to play in the future, forget about today, it's important to rest early. "

"En", Liang Yao nodded vigorously while agreeing, afraid that Mr. Mo didn't hear his voice, so he had to make up for it with movements.In the past, he was always told by the elders in the village that he had a low voice and few words, so he was not likable.At this moment, he really doesn't want Uncle Mo to think he's unlikable. He's not an adult who pretends to be cute just to curry favor with big shots. He just thinks that Uncle Mo treats him very well, so he can't let him treat him differently. disappointment!

Mo Zhonghua arranged Liang Yao in the room prepared in advance, told him the position of the light switch in the room, helped him spread the quilt on the bed, and took out a new set of pajamas from the closet and handed it to Liang Yao.After everything was arranged, Mo Zhonghua smiled peacefully and said to Liang Yao, "Take a good rest and call me if you need anything. Do you know the location of my room?"

"kindness".After the grace, you may feel that the answer is too simple, and immediately say "I know!" loudly.Mo Zhonghua was thoroughly amused by his naive look.

Mo Zhonghua was eager to tease him, so he turned around and asked casually; "My child, do you think uncle is a bad person?" When I asked, I just thought it was funny, but after I asked, I was looking forward to hearing Liang Yao's answer. The evaluation of simple and unsophisticated rural children will be different from others.

Liang Yao felt that this question was very important. Uncle Mo was such a nice person, so he had to express his affection for him.

But it's fine if he's not good at words, and he still speaks poor Mandarin. He hasn't talked to anyone much these days, and he always speaks the dialect when facing Xiao Wu.At this moment, the more I want to express, the more I can’t find the words and I can’t stop stuttering; "Uncle... doesn’t look like a bad person, doesn’t look like a bad person... doesn’t look like a bad person at all...", in order to strengthen the affirmation of this sentence, the two One hand kept moving like an electrified lightning leaf.

Seeing this, Mo Zhonghua smiled incredulously. The smile spread from the corner of his mouth to the bottom of his heart, echoing sweetly all over his body.The rare pleasure at this moment is really hard to find!