The lost beauty

Soon, Li Muhao found all kinds of gadgets from the box, such as slingshots, sabers, super glue, bright lights, iron hooks, climbing ropes, and even anti-wolf spray...

Wei Jin was dumbfounded as she watched her younger brother take them out one by one like a baby and put them away.

"What are you doing...??" Wei Jin asked, pointing to this pile of things.

"Pack your luggage!" Li Muhao replied neatly.

Hearing this answer, Wei Jin felt very relieved, the little guy finally agreed to go home without being awkward.

Seeing Li Muhao skillfully buckle the rope on his belt, and those little things stuffed here and there, they were all put into the backpack in no time.

Wei Jin couldn't help but frowned, he probably guessed how Xiao Fei escaped from the second floor that day, what a kid!

"Are you going to go up the mountain to fight tigers?" Mo Weijin leaned against the window with a straight and tall body, her peach blossom eyes glowed charmingly, and asked jokingly at her younger brother.

"Brother, you don't understand! These things are my wealth and life. They are necessary for going out and traveling at home! They are important!" Li Muhao tightly held the things in his arms tightly, as if afraid of being snatched from him.

Wei Jin laughed happily, walked over and patted Li Muhao on the head, "I've been thinking about what to do all day long, and I have to listen to your father when I get home. I can't save you if something happens!"

Hearing Wei Jin's friendly reminder, Li Muhao blinked his eyes innocently, "Does he hit people when he's angry?"

Wei Jin saw that it was really hard for him to tell the truth like this, for fear of hurting the child's young heart, "As long as you are obedient, you will naturally not!"

"Oh!" Li Muhao nodded reassuringly.

"Brother, you are so strange, always 'your dad', 'your dad'! Why don't you call 'dad'? Isn't it your dad?"

When they said this, the two of them had already rushed to Mo's house one after the other. On the way, Weijin saw that her mobile phone was running out of battery. After the lesson from last time, Weijin has learned to be good.So, I sent Mo Yufeng a message to let him know that Xiao Fei was going home.

In the car, Li Muhao still insisted on asking the question just now, "Brother, you didn't answer me just now, why? Did you have any misunderstanding with him?"

Wei Jin relentlessly gave Li Muhao a slap, "What the hell is he, he'll call Dad when he gets home, did you hear that?"

This time it hurt so much, Li Muhao rubbed the place where he was knocked, tears welled up, "Brother, you hit me again! You are a domineering ghost! Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light the lamps!! It hurts so much, I..."

Wei Jin first took Xiao Fei to the barber shop.

Mo Weifei was pushed on the chair by Weijin with a confused face, "Brother, my hair is not long, so I don't need to cut it!"

"Didn't say cut!"

"Ah? Could it be that you want to shave your hair?" Li Muhao opened his mouth wide in fright. He had heard Ah Qi say that there was a strange custom. When he returned home after leaving home for many years, he wanted to shave all his hair to express his change. The meaning of changing the appearance of the head.

"Who told you to shave your head!" Wei Jin couldn't laugh or cry, they were only three years apart, so there was a generation gap? "I'm just going to dye your hair back for you!"

"Oh! That's it!" Li Muhao sat down with peace of mind. He used to dye his red hair for the purpose of messing around in the world, to overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum and appearance, and finally realized that it was useless.

In this way, after Weijin's careful dressing up, the former ruffian-looking Li Muhao seemed to be a different person in a blink of an eye. He was dressed in a white T-shirt, black trousers, black and thick black hair, and big piercing eyes. Carrying a black backpack... he looks like a sunny and cute big boy next door. (For convenience, Xiaofei’s name will be changed back later!)

————Boundary———————

At this time, in a luxurious box, two middle-aged men in their forties were sitting there, holding a glass of whiskey and clinking a glass with each other.

"Brother Lin, welcome back!" The person who spoke was Jin Sanhu, the leader of the Golden Gang. When he laughed, the flesh on his face would squeeze together, making his eyes even smaller.

"Jin Ye, you're not looking for me to catch up on the old days, are you?" Lin Hairong squinted his eyes and stared at him with a half-smile.

"Brother Lin, after ten years, you are still so wise, you can see through my mind at a glance!" Jin Sanhu chuckled, then took out a photo, "Look!"

Lin Hairong took the photo, "This..." paused, "It's interesting!" He smiled mockingly.

"See it?" Jin Sanhu tried to open his eyes wide and looked at Lin Hairong with a proud face.

"The two boys look a lot like our President Mo!" When Lin Hairong mentioned Mo Yufeng, there was a faint light of hatred in his eyes.

"Not bad! After staying in it for ten years, the eyes are as sharp as before!" Jin Sanhu couldn't help but praised Lin Hairong, and then continued: "It's just these two boys who went to my site to make trouble, they are also young and promising ah!"

"Really? It's been ten years in the blink of an eye, and my son is so old, it seems that things are going to be interesting!" Lin Hairong sneered disapprovingly, "The light is about to pass, and I will bring them an unexpected surprise!"

Jin Sanhu heard the ambiguity in Lin Hairong's words, and then laughed a few times, "Brother Lin, just stay with me for the time being, and we will pay him back all the debts from back then!"

"Okay!" Lin Hairong responded readily, and then toasted Jin Sanhu with a glass of wine. The two looked at each other and smiled, full of deep meaning.

The car stopped at the gate of Cuiyuan Community, and Mo Weifei looked at his brother as if he didn't want to go home together, "Brother, don't you want to go home?"

"Well, I still have some things to go home later, you go back first!" Wei Jin said, turning around and preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, Mo Weifei grabbed Weijin's arm, "Brother, I'm a little scared!"

"What are you afraid of?" Wei Jin patted him on the shoulder, "Fool, he will take good care of you! Don't keep waiting!"

"Okay then!" Mo Weifei took the schoolbag in his hand, walked towards the villa step by step, turned around every three steps, and took a few glances at Weijin.

Seeing Weifei gradually walk into the gate, Weijin felt relieved. He didn't want to go back together because he had selfish intentions. He didn't want to see the picture of Mo Yufeng and Xiaofei's loving father and filial son. He was afraid that he would be jealous of Xiaofei if he couldn't help No, maybe it is right to give them a little space now.

After walking out of the community, Mo Weijin was a little confused. In such a big city, it seemed that he had no place for himself. It was ridiculous and sad. Suddenly, he felt empty in his heart, as if he had been poached for something...

ink house

Mo Yufeng had received Weijin's message earlier, stood at the door and waited for half an hour, and finally saw Xiao Fei appearing on the cobbled path, watching Xiao Fei walking step by step, the changed Xiao Fei looked More obedient and cute.

Mo Yufeng had mixed feelings in his heart, but he glanced behind Xiaofei, but he didn't see Weijin. Is that child still angry with him?

Mo Yufeng stepped forward a few steps, and when Mo Weifei was still a little nervous, he held the child's hand tightly, "Xiao Fei, Dad has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I..." Weifei lowered her head with a blushing face, and called softly, "Dad!"

I have to say that this "Dad" made Mo Yufeng very useful. For so many years, Wei Jin didn't want to call him, and it's been a long time since I heard this name. A certain part of my heart was deeply touched, "Hey! Son, let's go, today dad will cook for you and cook something delicious for you!"

Mo Yufeng dragged Mo Weifei home, and when he reached the door, Mo Yufeng looked back again, "Xiaofei, didn't your brother come back with you?"

"Brother said I have something to come back later!" Mo Weifei truthfully told Wei Jin what he said.

"What event is more important than a family reunion!" Mo Yufeng said angrily, then took out his mobile phone and sent Weijin a text message: Go home early!Thinking about it, Mo Yufeng typed a few more words, and the text message he sent became like this: Son, dad is cooking for himself today, go home early!

After sending this text message, Mo Yufeng put the phone in his pocket very contentedly, and then touched the back of Wei Fei's head.

Weijin went to Xiangshan Cemetery, he would go there several times every year, holding Li Xiaowei's favorite lily in his hand, standing in front of the tombstone, he couldn't help feeling sad, his nose was sore, and his throat was swollen and blocked.

Wei Jin knelt in front of the tombstone, gently stroking Li Xiaowei's photo with her fingers, "Mom, Jin'er came to see you, do you miss Jin'er?"

Wei Jin knelt in front of the tombstone, gently stroking Li Xiaowei's photo with her fingers, "Mom, Jin'er came to see you, do you miss Jin'er?"

The mother in the photo is still smiling gently at him, every time Wei Jin comes here, she will confide in her heart, "Mom, Jin'er brought Xiao Fei home, Dad loves Xiao Fei very much, don't worry!" Here, Wei Jin inexplicably felt sad, and couldn't help but shed a line of tears, "Mom, I miss you so much, do you know? Actually, I also want someone to love you..."

"Ten years, every time I dare to call him 'Dad' in front of you, sometimes, I think he loves me, but sometimes I don't feel it...he doesn't believe me, he thinks I deliberately sought Xiao Fei without telling him, he must think that I have mischievous intentions...I don't know how to face him now...Mom, I feel really sad!" Wei Jin rested her head on the cold tombstone, Flowing freely from tears.

After a long time, he slowly moved his face away, wiped away his tears with his hands, and forced a smile, "Mom, you must be laughing at me, and you are still crying at this age! Don't worry, I am no longer a child. I will take good care of myself by myself in the future, Jiner is not filial, I may not see you for a long time in the future! I will miss you!"

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the curtain of night finally opened. Coming out of the cemetery, Wei Jin was not in the mood to take a taxi. Instead, she walked down the long mountain road and arrived at the city center without even thinking about dinner. After eating, Weijin was ready to go home.