Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

After a simple dinner, Mo Zebei rode back to school. During the two nights of self-study, she barely said a word, just immersed herself in there.

Qu Junzhi saw that something was wrong with her, and after evening self-study, she followed Mo Zebei to the back door.

"Are you worried?"

Mo Zebei said, "But I don't want to say," she hooked the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, "See you tomorrow."

"Okay." Mian Hulu didn't want to say more, Qu Junzhi couldn't help it.

As soon as the three of them rode out of the school gate, Mo Zebei received a call from Lin Xiaoran.

She stopped the car and said to Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao: "I'll answer the phone."

The two nodded and stopped to wait for her.

Mo Zebei supported his feet on the ground and held the phone in his right hand: "What's the matter with Teacher Lin?"

"You come to my house now, I have an urgent matter to find you." Lin Xiaoran reported her address and house number.

Mo Zebei was a little surprised that she had something to look for herself: "Okay, I will ride there now."

After a brief explanation with the two, Mo Zebei rode to Lin Xiaoran's community.

When she reached the door of the room, she just rang the doorbell twice, the door opened, and then she was dragged in by Lin Xiaoran...

Mo Zebei shook his body: "Teacher Lin, I haven't changed my slippers yet..."

"Leave that alone..." Lin Xiaoran hurriedly pulled the person into her bedroom.

"My mother is here," clicked, and Lin Xiaoran locked the door, "tossing to replenish my body, and stewing chicken soup for me at night, I'm sure I can't finish it, you will help me solve it later." Lin Xiaoran If she doesn't live with her parents, her parents live in City N, which is the next city, and Lin Xiaoran lives in City J by herself.

Lin Xiaoran basically went home once in a month or two. She usually made phone calls with her parents, usually not video. This time she reluctantly played a five-minute video at the strong request of Lin’s mother. Who would have thought that something happened in this short five-minute video? Mother Lin looked at Lin Xiaoran on the screen and lost a lot of weight. She was so distressed that she had to come and take care of her.

Lin Xiaoran had a big head. She was struggling to find a coach. She spent countless sweats. After all the hard work, she finally lost her thin and beautiful figure. If she just drank it like this, she would have to cry to death.

"Xiaoran," Mother Lin put the sea bowl on the table, "I'm coming out for chicken soup." She just heard the doorbell ring in the kitchen, and she didn't know who was coming. Mother Lin wiped her hands and went to Lin Xiaoran's bedroom. Knocked on the door a few times.

Hearing her mother's knock on the door, Lin Xiaoran tugged at Mo Zebei's sleeves, begging in her eyes: "You must drink more later." Lin Xiaoran was in the living room while Mother Lin was making chicken soup in the kitchen. I walked back and forth, thinking about someone who could drink chicken soup: Han Xi definitely can’t, she needs to stay in shape, and Wei Lan certainly can’t. She hates chicken soup...After thinking about it, only Mo Zebei is the most suitable. This person is thin and not afraid of getting fat. It is also a senior high school student who needs supplementary nutrition. The most important thing is that the relationship between them is fairly familiar. Lin Xiaoran will not feel embarrassed to ask her for help, and she is still a girl, come home to drink chicken soup, Lin mother I won't think too much.

Mo Zebei hummed and followed her words: "It just so happens that I'm also a little hungry."

"Great," Lin Xiaoran patted her arm excitedly, and then whispered, "I will eat less dinner these days, maybe I will call you over."

Mo Zebei's expression stagnated, and then slowly nodded.

As soon as the door opened, Mother Lin was stunned, staring at Mo Zebei, her eyes turned to Lin Xiaoran, there was a question in her eyes, the hair is so short, shouldn't she be a boy...

Mo Zebei's school uniform T-shirt wears a shirt on the outside. She is tall and thin, with a neutral haircut. At first glance, she looks a bit like a boy.

"Mom, this is Mo Zebei, my English class representative," Lin Xiaoran turned to look at Mo Zebei after introducing her to her mother, "This is my mother, Ms. Lian, a stew expert."

Mo Zebei smiled lightly when she heard the words: "Hello, auntie." As soon as she spoke, Mother Lin recognized that she was a girl, and after hearing the introduction that she was a student, she was relieved. The Lin family has rules. No matter who Lin Xiaoran falls in love with, if he intends to develop further with the other party, or want to live together, he must first bring the person to the house and let the old couple pass it.

"Little classmate Zebei," Mother Lin said with a smile, "I made the chicken soup, you just caught up, stay and drink a bowl before leaving."

Lin Xiaoran laughed after hearing this, she didn't need her to speak to keep people.

Mo Zebei put his schoolbag on the sofa, and the three of them sat down at the dining table, and Lin's mother automatically poured soup for the two of them.

"Mom, Zebei is now in the third year of high school. It's time to worry. You can fill her with more chicken to make up for her body."

Mother Lin is a real person. Hearing her daughter say this, it really gave Mo Zebei more money.

"You two drink it. I have worked **** this chicken soup. It has been simmered for more than two hours."

"Mom," Lin Xiaoran winked at Mother Lin secretly, "Go to the living room and watch TV."

Mother Lin knew that this was her daughter reminding herself that she was sitting here, and Mo Zebei couldn't let go and was embarrassed to drink soup.

"Okay, you two drink slowly," Mother Lin got up and said with a smile, "I'm going to watch the show."

As soon as Mother Lin left, Lin Xiaoran was obviously relieved, and said with emotion: "Heavy maternal love."

Mo Zebei drank the soup, and then whispered: "In fact, it's pretty good."

Lin Xiao then realized with hindsight that Mo Zebei had lost his mother since he was a child, and suddenly a little apologized in her heart. She wanted to say a few words of relief, but she didn't know what to say...

While Mother Lin was not paying attention, Lin Xiaoran allocated some of the chicken in his bowl to Mo Zebei: "Eat more, my mother's craftsmanship is really good."

"Well, I ate it."

Mo Zebei took care of most of the chicken and soup, but Lin Xiaoran didn't touch much.

"Auntie's chicken soup is delicious, I like it very much." Before leaving, Mo Zebei praised Lin's mother sincerely.

"What a good boy," Ms. Lian was very pleased. "You will come back next time when you have time, and I will make fish soup." Hearing Xiaoran said that this boy Zebei likes to eat fish, even Ms.

"Good." Mo Zebei's nasal cavity was a little sour.

The moment the elevator door closed, Mo Zebei sniffed.

She couldn't remember whether her mother had made chicken soup for herself before she was three years old. In short, she rarely drank it when she followed her father at home. Father Mo was not good at making soup...

After returning home, she took a shower first. While wiping her hair, Wan Jiaojiao called her.

It is less than half past ten.

She should tell herself something urgent. It might also be related to that person.

Mo Zebei held the towel tightly, staring at the incoming call on the screen, and did not move.

The phone automatically hangs up because no one answers it.

Wan Jiaojiao called again.

Mo Zebei put down the towel, took the phone, slid down the screen, got up and went back to the bedroom.

"My dad won't go home tonight," Wan Jiaojiao walked back and forth barefoot in the room, she grunted, "He must have opened a room with the female fox!"

Mo Zebei was silent and did not answer.

Wan Jiaojiao grabbed her hair annoyed, and said in an angry tone: "This female fox doesn't know what kind of ecstasy soup my dad poured into. My dad hasn't seen him touch any woman after being single for so many years. This woman is quite patient. In two or two strokes, his soul was hooked away!"

Mo Zebei pursed his lips, looked down at the desktop, but still did not speak.

Wan Jiaojiao continued to murmur over there again, and Mo Zebei finally said softly: ‘Five minutes are here, I’m hanging up. ’

After finishing the call, Mo Zebei turned off the phone, and then she took out the book and sat at the table to study.

She stayed up very late that night, and went to bed just after two o'clock in the morning.

The next day Wan Jiaojiao didn't go to class. She drove to her grandmother's house by herself and turned off her mobile phone.

At noon on Friday, Mo Zebei received a call from Wan Jiaojiao.

"My dad is crazy, he wants to marry that female fox!"

Wan Zonglin took leave from school these days, went to Wan Jiaojiao's grandmother, talked about herself and this woman, and made up her mind to get married.

It started to rain slightly outside, Mo Zebei opened the window, listened to the patter of rain, and asked in a low voice: "Where are you?"

"My mother's cemetery is here." Tears slipped from the corner of her eyes, and was quickly washed away by the rain.

"Go home, don't catch a cold."

Wan Jiaojiao wiped away her tears, her mouth narrowed: "He is going to marry a female fox and enter the door, how can I still have a home!"

Mo Zebeixin moved slightly, and her voice choked slightly: "At least you still have a grandma who loves you."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then Mo Zebei heard her crying voice again: "My dad was not like this before, he also loves me very much."

Mo Zebei reached out and closed the window, and the sound of rain was partly cut off.

Wan Jiaojiao was unwilling and filled with resentment: "He must be fascinated by the female fox!"

Mo Zebei listened quietly, without commenting.

It took more than ten minutes before Wan Jiaojiao hung up the phone crying.

In the evening, at the dinner table, Mo Zebei asked, "Dad, why did you marry your mom in the first place?"

Father Mo's action of picking up vegetables stopped, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Mo Zebei.

"I'll just ask, if you don't want to say it, then you will not hear it."

Father Mo put down his chopsticks, his eyes darkened, and he was silent for a while, and finally he said in a deep voice, "The last thing I regret in my life is that I got married according to my parents' wishes." He is good at managing marriages, but his parents hope that he can get married and have children and stay for the Mo family. Mo Zebei's grandfather and grandmother not only looked for him, but also his parents. Mo Lin was kind and filial, and under the tongue of the elderly of the two families, he agreed to the marriage.

Father Mo's answer Mo Zebei was not very surprised. Originally, her parents' marriage was unhappy. This is a fact that is hard to conceal.

Except for the beginning, the father and daughter talked a few words, and the rest of the time was silent and opposite, but at the end, Father Mo called to Mo Zebei who had gotten up again.

Mo Zebei turned his head and looked over.

"There is one thing I don't regret most," his voice was very soft, but it could be heard by Mo Zebei, "I just have you."

The words Father Mo said relieved Mo Zebei a lot, and she nodded and went back to the bedroom.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mu Hanxi called her.

"Boy."

"Yeah." Mo Ze lay on the bed north, his ears pressed against the phone.

"How are you doing these days?" Mo Zebei has hardly contacted himself these days.

"It's not bad."

"Tomorrow is still that time, come to my house, I will give you a make-up lesson."

Mo Zebei was quiet at first, then took a deep breath, and finally bit his hands and closed his eyes and refused: "No, I can read the book by myself."

Mu Hanxi heard something wrong with her mood, Wu turned to the subject: "Uncle will be at home tomorrow?"

Mo Zebei was taken aback for a moment, and honestly said, "I should not be there." His dad might go to the nursing home to help, and there is a shortage of manpower over there.

"Well," Mu Hanxi bends her lips, "Then I will find you tomorrow."

"Um?"

"Go to your house and cook for you."

Mo Zebei bounced off the bed suddenly, his tone full of disbelief: "You really want to come?"

"When did I lie to you?"

"I haven't lied to it." Mo Ze's smile on the corner of his lips bloomed uncontrollably, like the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky, dazzling and brilliant.