The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

"What, what salary, I think you are crazy about money!"

Sun clutched her chest, panting and coughing, her long hair was sticky and collapsed on her scalp, water droplets dripped down the ends of her hair, and her face was clouded with powder.

With trembling fingers, he pointed at a few people and said, "Okay, okay, it's fine if you don't admit it, and bite back, it's useless for me to raise you for so many years, even a dog should wag its tail at me!"

"You raised it?" Zhou Mo sneered, "Do you rely on those overnight hard steamed buns, or rely on the rice picked up from the field? It's ridiculous to say that those who grow grain have no food to eat."

Zhou Mo leaned against the table, with a wanton and lazy attitude, and his ease in words formed a sharp contrast with the bewildered Sun outside the room.

Song Yue on the side couldn't help but look at Zhou Mo more, and then shook her head belatedly, reluctantly not being attracted by Zhou Mo.

Sun's face was pale, and she opened her mouth to say something again, but Zhou Mo interrupted unceremoniously, "If you insist on talking about your cousin, please figure it out, where did the money for building the house and renting land come from?" , oh yes, there is one more little thing..."

Zhou Mo stood up straight and walked to the window, put his hands on the eaves of the window, leaned out half of his body, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "The wife is not good at walking, but it is much more convenient for you."

Zhou Mo's low laughter made Sun's hairs tremble for no reason, and Zhou Mo's eyes on him seemed to see through everything. The cold wind that passed was worse than nothing.

Sun took a few steps back before she managed to stabilize her figure.

He looked at Yan Qing, who was shrunk behind the two of them, and was furious, "He's really a good son of Yun Mian, he's the same in his manners, your short-lived father still thinks he's aloof, but look, what did he teach you?" people."

Yan Qing clenched his fingers into fists, turning white with tension. When he heard Mrs. Sun mentioning his father, the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed after all. I don't know where the courage came from. He turned his head and picked up a basin of water in the corner. , directly opened the door and splashed Mrs. Sun all over.

When Yan Qing was doing this, his whole body was trembling. Seeing this, Zhou Mo walked over, and lightly touched Yan Qing's arm, supporting him silently.

On the contrary, Song Yue was dumbfounded. Seeing Yan Qing angry for the first time, she tensed up curiously, her eyes kept turning back and forth on Yan Qing, Zhou Mo and Sun Shi.

Yan Qing was silent for a long time, and his emotions were slowly calmed down by Zhou Mo. He took a deep breath, looked at Sun Shi and said, "Did you really treat me as a relative?"

Responding to Yan Qing was unbearable swear words.

Yan Qing closed his eyes, and the scene in his mind was full of Sun's vitriolic face, "Let's go our own way in the future, I won't help you with any work anymore."

Mrs. Sun was splashed one after another, trembling with anger, swearing swear words at Yan Qing crazily, starting from her parents, as dirty as she wanted, Zhou Mo closed the doors and windows almost at the same time, and then gently covered Yan Qing with both hands. ears, leading him back.

Zhou Mo didn't use much effort, and Yan Qing heard the obscene words along his fingers.

Yan Qing lowered her eyelids, covering the disappointment in her eyes.

He doesn't know why, it's obviously a family, it's obvious that he was held by him when he was a child, and when his parents were there...how come it's like this now, Yan Qing stubbornly endured the sourness and forced tears not to fall.

In the next second, a deep voice rang in Yan Qing's ear, "Don't listen."

The voice of the person behind him was extraordinarily stable and gentle, which undoubtedly brought Yan Qing a particularly solid sense of security at this time, Yan Qing let go of her strength and let herself shrink into Zhou Mo's arms.

Zhou Mo looked at Song Yue who was standing on the side dumbfounded, "Can't you scold me?"

Song Yue came back to her senses, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Are you kidding me, I have never lost by cursing!"

"Go out and scold."

"It's okay, Qing'er."

The person in the arms turned around at some point and hugged Zhou Mo's waist tightly.

Zhou Mo noticed a little wetness on his front, sighed, and gently inserted his fingers between Yan Qing's hair to fiddle with his black hair.

I don't know how long it took before Yan Qing withdrew from Zhou Mo's embrace, without raising his head, he whispered, "Thank you..."

The scolding outside the door gradually subsided, and within two seconds of silence, Song Yue came back suddenly, leaning on the door frame and panting, "The village chief sent Napofu back."

"so?"

"So why, this matter is like this...Yan Qing, why are you crying, don't feel bad, I have already scolded him for you! Hey Yo Yo Yo, who is pulling my mother's ear!"

Song Yue hadn't switched back from being a shrew yet, and she yelled at each old woman very smoothly.

Zhou Mo looked at Aunt Song behind Song Yue and fell silent.

The scene of Song Yue scolding Mrs. Sun on the road was clearly seen by Aunt Song who came back from the consultation. Aunt Song was so angry that she had a headache, she just took it home with someone who couldn't explain it.

Zhou Mo watched the two disappear, rubbed Yan Qing's head, "Don't follow her, go wash your face and come over to eat."

Yan Qing sniffed, "But the village chief..."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Yan Qing was taken aback, the tears that had just been suppressed flowed out uncontrollably, he turned his head, and responded with a muffled "OK".

Yan Qing suddenly felt that getting to know Zhou Mo might be the luckiest thing in his life.

He also has to work hard to learn from Zhou Mo. Zhou Mo is the same as him or even worse than him. Now he can't even live in his family, and he was almost bullied to the point of losing his innocence, but Zhou Mo has never shown weakness...

Yan Qing looked at Zhou Mo firmly, and said very seriously, "Brother Zhou."

"May I consider you my family?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the scented tea x1, honey orange x1, and the nutrient solution for the strawberry cake x2 in Ben Tuli's hand~