Fuck with ex-girlfriend's uncle

He reached out and hugged him, comforting him.

"I don't give it to her. Seeing her like that, I feel uncomfortable. After all, she was pregnant and gave birth to me in October. After all, she was very good to me before. Sometimes I would blame my dad, but I also think about my dad. What's wrong, she was the one who was wrong at the beginning, if she hadn't cheated, my dad wouldn't have asked for a divorce, why do you think she is like this. "

Mo Yingchen listened to him quietly, stretched out his hand to pat him, and comforted him: "It will pass." Speaking of comforting people, Mo Yingchen is really not good at it.

Jiang Han, who was sad for a while, pushed Mo Yingchen away, wiped away his tears, slumped himself on the sofa, closed his eyes, and saw that he had no intention of speaking, and Mo Yingchen also had good eyesight not to disturb him.

I went to tidy up the guest room, seeing how pitiful he was, so I didn't let him live in the living room.

In other words, they were his father who couldn't stand his son being abused like this, so he took him away. It happened that his father lived in the same place as his home. They met at this time. It is easiest for two people who share the same illness became good friends.

I remember that at that time, I had a quarrel with his old man and ran out, just in time to see Jiang Han who was sitting under a tree crying.

He also moved to his side and started to cry too. The two of them cried together, as if they were competing for who could cry louder.

They didn't talk, just cried, and when they were tired from crying, they looked at each other and smiled, and didn't introduce themselves. After crying that day, the two separated and went back to their respective homes.

From then on, whenever they had any sad things, they would go to cry under the tree. Over time, the two became acquainted, and gradually they became good friends.

After reminiscing, Mo Yingchen smiled unconsciously, thinking that they were really stupid at that time.

After tidying up the room, Mo Yingchen returned to the living room, and saw Jiang Han who was already sad, playing with his family's green tea.

Mo Yingchen walked to his side and said, "The room has been tidied up for you, go to rest early!"

Jiang Han stroked Green Tea's head, looked up at Mo Yingchen and said, "I know you don't want me to sleep on the sofa."

Mo Yingchen didn't respond to his words, just said "heh" and said: "I'm sleepy, go to bed first, you should go to sleep too, the green tea hair is almost gone by you."

Jiang Han smiled, completely different from what he was just now, and said, "Okay, I'll sleep in a while."

Mo Yingchen nodded, and went back to the room by himself.

For several days, Jiang Han seemed to be at his house, unable to drive him away no matter what.

That night after get off work, when Mo Yingchen got home, he saw him sitting on his sofa, playing with his dog.

Mo Yingchen looked at him and said, "No, Jiang Han, you are addicted to living here, aren't you?"

Jiang Han waved his hand at him and said, "Look at you, you're so petty, how can I destroy your house?"

Mo Yingchen: "..."

Although he can't live in it, but this guy has lived for a long time, and he gets annoyed when he sees it. He knows how to eat without doing anything in his house.

Jiang Han said again: "Will you work overtime tomorrow?"

Mo Yingchen said: "No, I will go home tomorrow.

Jiang Han said: "You haven't been back for a long time, Grandpa Mo asked you last time!"

Mo Yingchen nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't been back for a long time."

Jiang Han patted him on the shoulder and said: "There is no hurdle that we can't let go of, why do you think our lives are so bad?"

Mo Yingchen said: "I don't know, maybe God doesn't want to see us."

Jiang Han said: "I think so, yes, I will go back to my master tomorrow, and I haven't gone back for a month."

Mo Yingchen leaned on the sofa, crossed his hands behind his head and said, "Okay!"

The next morning, the two went back together. Mo Yingchen and his family now belong to the old city, but the people living in this area are also old people.

If his father hadn't lived with his grandfather all the time, Mo Yingchen would have wanted to come back to live with him every day.

When they arrived in the community, the two of them went back to their respective homes. Mo Yingchen hadn't been back for half a year, so he usually had a video chat with his grandfather or something.

Walking to the door of the house, Mo Yingchen knocked on the door, and soon, the door opened, and the person who opened the door was wearing an apron, with hair pulled up high, and a picture of a beautiful and young woman, this woman was his little mother, Zhou Ke.

His little mother is not much older than him.

Zhou Ke looked at him and said, "Yeah, Yingchen is back, come in quickly, your father and grandfather are here! I'll cook first, and you chat first."

Mo Yingchen nodded to her and said, "Yeah," and then walked to the living room, saw his grandfather hugging his little mother's younger brother and said, "Grandpa!"

Grandpa Mo cheerfully replied: "Chenchen is back!" Someone said to the child in his arms, "Come on, Erbao, call me brother."

I saw the child in his arms shouting childishly: "Hello, brother!"

Grandpa Mo smiled happily: "Erbao is so good."

Mo Yingchen walked to the sofa and sat down. Papa Mo couldn't stand it any longer. He was sitting next to him like a living person. As if he didn't see him, he said angrily, "You can't see me, can you?"

Only then did Mo Yingchen glance at him and nodded, "Yes, I can't see it."

"You're blind at a young age!" Papa Mo said without hesitation.

Mo Yingchen also ignored him politely, treating him as air.

In fact, he also knows that some things are not his father's fault alone, but he just has resentment. After all, his mother was so young at that time and didn't understand anything, but he was cheated by his father.

Grandpa Mo dissuaded from the side: "Hey, don't be noisy," he looked at Dad Mo and taught him: "You are too, you are 50 years old, and you are as naive as a child, and you will quarrel as soon as you meet."

Mo's father was a little dissatisfied and said: "Dad, you have also seen his attitude. After all, I am also his father. I don't give any face. I have been angry for many years."

Grandpa Mo didn't give him any face and said: "You deserve it for being angry, who made you act carelessly back then."

Mo's father helped his forehead helplessly, "Okay, okay, I can't tell you, grandpa and grandson, I'll go," he said and walked towards dinner.

After Mo's father left, Grandpa Mo said to Mo Yingchen again: "Chenchen, so many years have passed, please forgive your father, he also regrets it, after all, he was young back then."

Mo Yingchen listened carefully, but in fact he still had some grudges in his heart.

After listening to what his grandfather said, Mo Yingchen replied: "Understood, Grandpa, I have a measure."

Mo Yingchen patted him on the shoulder and said happily: "Good boy, I believe your mother would not want to see this kind of trouble between you."

Mo Yingchen didn't strike up a conversation, but changed the subject and said, "Grandpa, how is your health recently?"

"Grandpa is in good health, hitting a tree is not a problem." Grandpa Mo said.

"Crash against a tree?" Mo Yingchen frowned and asked.

Grandpa Mo put down the second treasure he was holding in his hand, and said, "Yes, I like to go to the park recently, with the old men and women in our community."

Erbao walked to Mo Yingchen's side unsteadily, stretched out his hand, and said to Mo Yingchen, "Brother, brother, hug."

Although Mo Yingchen had resentment, he would not vent it on the child. After all, he liked Er Bao quite a bit. He held Er Bao in his arms, continued to look at his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, you should avoid hitting trees, right?" Poor health."

"Who said that hitting a tree is good for your health," said Grandpa Mo with his stubborn temper.

Mo Yingchen said helplessly and seriously: "I said so."

Grandpa Mo is still a little timid in front of his grandson, he said: "Only once in a while, it's okay, grandpa is in good health."

Mo Yingchen worried: "It's better to be more careful."

Grandpa Mo knew that his grandson cared about him, so he happily agreed: "Okay, okay! When my grandson grows up, so will I!"

Mo Yingchen said: "Grandpa is not old, he is still young!"

Mo Yingchen laughed and said, "Yes, I'm still waiting to hold my great-grandson!"

Mo Yingchen joked: "Not only mine, but also Erbao's." He looked at Erbao, who was only three years old, and said, "Isn't it, Erbao?"

Er Bao, who didn't understand anything, clapped his hands and said: "Yes, yes."

Mo Yingchen laughed when he heard his response.

At this time, Zhou Ke also prepared the meal, and Mo Yingchen put Er Bao down and helped serve the meal.

The family chatted and laughed and ate.It's just that their father and son still didn't say a word, as long as one person laughed, no one would laugh.

After eating, Mo Yingchen played chess with his grandfather, and teased Er Bao, and the day passed like this.

In the evening, after dinner, Mo Yingchen looked at the time, it was getting late, so he wanted to go back.

Zhou Ke stayed behind and said, "Yingchen should stay at home! I just cleaned up the room for you."

Mo Yingchen still refused: "No, I'd better go back," he lied: "I have to go to work tomorrow, so I won't stay."

And Mo's father next to him saw that his wife kept trying to keep him, and his son kept refusing, so he couldn't stand it any longer, so he said, "Let him go, why keep him!"

Zhou Ke rolled his eyes at him and said, "Shut up."

Hearing that his wife was attacking him, Mo's father could only be honest and keep silent.

Mo Yingchen looked at Zhou Ke and said, "Then I'll go first."

At this time, Erbao who was playing on the side ran over and said to Mo Yingchen in a childish voice: "Brother, when will you come to play again?"

Mo Yingchen knelt down, hugged Erbao and said, "Come back later, and brother will buy toys for Erbao, okay?"

Erbao clapped his hands and applauded: "Okay, Erbao likes to play with toys the most, but Erbao also likes big brother!"

Mo Yingchen felt warm in his heart, hugged Erbao and said, "My brother also likes Erbao."

Er Bao nodded his little head and looked at his mother, saying: "My brother likes Er Bao, Er Bao is so happy!"

Mo Yingchen let go of him, patted his little head and said, "Er Bao is so good."

Zhou Ke, who was watching from the side, said: "My brother is leaving, and Erbao is saying goodbye to my brother."

Er Bao nodded, stretched out his hand to wave to Mo Yingchen and said, "Bye, brother."

Mo Yingchen also waved to him and said, "Second Treasure, bye." After speaking, he looked at Zhou Ke again and said, "Then I'll go first!"

Zhou Ke nodded to him and said, "Okay, then drive slowly on the road."

Mo Yingchen responded, then turned and left.

After leaving the house, Mo Yingchen wandered around the community, and by the way came to the place where he and Jiang Han cried together, and left after a while.