The worst is the next cousin

Early the next morning, Mao Xiaofei limped back to the inn. As soon as he walked into the yard, he heard an excited shout——

"father!"

A figure of radish pierced towards him, hitting Mao Xiaofei unsteadily and falling backwards into Mu Canshang's arms.

Mu Shenshang hugged Mao Xiaofei's waist, Mao Xiaofei hugged Fu Dong, and Fu Dong affectionately kissed Mao Xiaofei's face from side to side, like a dog who only saw its master, its eyes were shining, and it was only a matter of raising its tail.

Mao Xiaofei felt that he had already seen Fu Dong's tail wagging.

"Father, do you miss me? Why did you leave secretly? Take a good look at me, don't look at him, look at me." Fu Dong cupped his father's face with two fleshy palms, and forced Mao Xiaofei's face Turn it over and face him.

"Did I lose weight?" Fu Dong pursed his mouth aggrievedly.

Staring at the round bun face in front of him for a while, Mao Xiaofei nodded in embarrassment: "Well, I lost weight, I should make up for it."

"Do you know why I lost weight?"

"Didn't eat well?"

"I don't eat well and I don't sleep well. Sister Ah Ling's grandma said that when I grow up, I should eat more steamed buns, but I can't eat them without my father." Fu Dong curled his mouth and hugged Mao Xiaofei tightly. neck.

This trip took nearly two months. Although the child didn't say anything, he only said that he missed him.But the fear of being abandoned since childhood, I am afraid that I have never left.

Mao Xiaofei rubbed Fu Dong's head, raised his face, and slapped him loudly on the forehead.

"Now that I'm back, I'll make delicious food for you every day. Tell Dad what you want to eat, and Dad will buy it for you!"

Fu Dong cheered, hugged Mao Xiaofei vigorously, and refused to get off him.

With his current short stature, it's not too heavy to hold him, so Mao Xiaofei just hugged him.On the way, Mu Canshang wanted to take the child over several times, but Fu Dong firmly disagreed, so he had to let him.

Mao Xiaofei felt very guilty after walking for so long, and saw that Fu Dong had lost so much weight, his jaw was almost sharpened, so he asked him to open his mouth to look at his teeth. The teeth hadn't erupted yet, and he was already thinking about what to do for him. Get some bird's nest chicken soup or something to drink more, and you can't make up for it randomly. You need to find a doctor to show him.

Ah Ling walked over. She was wearing a bright red dress, and the earring pendant on one ear hung down to her shoulder. It was obvious that she had dressed up deliberately, and she was extraordinarily bright and charming.

"Mao Xiaofei, I have to go. Grandma is still waiting for me at home. It is not convenient for her to come over, so you, a good brother, just sent someone to pick up this little thing." nose.

Mao Xiaofei thought for a while, and said: "You have worked hard these days." Mao Xiaofei raised his knee and touched Fu Dong's butt lightly, and said in a low voice, "I have a purse in my arms, take it out."

Fu Dong struggled to take out Mao Xiaofei's purse, weighed it, and immediately his eyes lit up.

Mao Xiaofei warned: "Don't mess around, take a look, how many there are."

A Ling's face changed: "What are you doing?"

"You have been running around for the past two months. How much should you sell flowers for transportation expenses and lost wages? You don't take any money. Do you do good deeds?" Mao Xiaofei motioned Fu Dong to count the tickets. He's toothless, but he's a little miser.His father's money was his money, and asking for his father's money was like asking for his life.

"Huh?" Mao Xiaofei made a warning voice.

Fu Dong expressed his dissatisfaction with puffy cheeks, handed over the ticket, and took the opportunity to pat A Ling's hand: "Here you are!"

"It's not that our family is out of money. Sister Ah Ling and her grandma are not taking care of you these days. How can you be so thin?"

Fu Dong pursed his lips: "Oh." He thought for a while, and took out a piece of broken silver from his small pouch, about two or three taels, thought again, put the broken silver back, and replaced it with a big one, There were a dozen or so, and he grabbed Ah Ling's hand and spread it out.

"Then this is for you." After saying that, Fu Dong immediately buried his face in Mao Xiaofei's neck.

A Ling looked at the pile of money in her hand and smiled, with tears in her eyes.She clenched her hands tightly and pursed her lips. After a while, she looked at Mao Xiaofei with unspeakable emotions in her eyes.

"Then I'll go."

"So fast?" Mao Xiaofei frowned.

"Well, I haven't seen my grandma for a long time. I'm afraid she won't know me any longer."

"I will arrange for people to escort you back later." Mu Canshang came up and said.

Mu Canshang has many followers, which is a good way.Mao Xiaofei thought to himself, he felt a lot of guilt towards Ah Ling, if it wasn't for the girl's bad luck when she was selling flowers and bumped into him, she wouldn't be implicated.Ah Ling's grandma is not clear-headed, she has been away for so long, and it is urgent to go back earlier, otherwise it is really unclear whether the old lady will not recognize anyone.

Mao Xiaofei could only silently pray in his heart that this situation would not happen.

"When you arrive, write a letter to your escort and ask them to bring it to me."

"Okay." Ah Ling curled her lips, glanced at Mu Canshang, and said softly, "Thank you."

Carrying Fu Dong upstairs, Mao Xiaofei got some water and wiped Fu Dong's face and hands. The excitement of meeting him just faded away, and the child was so sleepy that he fell off the bench and sat on the ground with a blank face.

Mao Xiaofei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, went to pick up Fu Dong, put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt.

"Father, you are not allowed to leave." Fu Dong held Mao Xiaofei tightly and did not let go.

"I'm not leaving, I'll take you with me wherever I go." Looking at Fu Dong, just like looking at the self who had no place to stay when he was a child, Mao Xiaofei grabbed his little hand, stuffed it into the quilt, bent down and gently hugged Fu Dong Kissed on the forehead.

Fu Dong was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the quilt with his round face.

Seeing Mu Canshang's gesture, Mao Xiaofei followed him out.

In the yard stood tall trees that were verdant all year round in the Northland, and the wind rustled the crowns of the trees.

"My father ordered someone to send a letter, asking me to rush back to Qingxi immediately." Mu Shenshang fixed his eyes on Mao Xiaofei with deep eyes, "There is still half a month before New Year's Eve, take a day off, and we will leave early tomorrow morning to clear customs The warrants have already been taken, and we will travel day and night starting tomorrow, and if we are lucky, we will be able to return the day before New Year's Eve."

"Listen to you." Mao Xiaofei said.

Mu Canshang didn't say anything, he stretched out his arms and hugged Mao Xiaofei.

Feeling Mu Canshang kissing his ears and temple hair, the corridor was windy, and the lanterns under the eaves kept spinning.Mao Xiaofei was enveloped in warmth, his whole body was filled with strength and warmth, he raised his hand, and hugged Mu Canshang vigorously.

At this moment, a man came running down the corridor, walking in a hurry.

"Brother Xiaofei, go over and have a look. Something is wrong in the young master's room. He has been getting angry. I just stood outside the room and heard them arguing." Bo Shanxi's face was pale and he was out of breath.

Mao Xiaofei's heart trembled.Ye Jintian is usually alone in the room, why is he angry with Shu Tong? He has never been angry with Shu Tong.Mao Xiaofei glanced at Mu Canshang, and hurriedly followed Bo Shanxi.

Before he got there, the door opened not far away, and a person rushed out, it was a Shutong with a child's body.

There was another sound of smashing things in the room.

Shu Tong's face was flushed, and the moment he saw Mao Xiaofei, tears came from the corners of his eyes.

Mao Xiaofei grabbed him and asked eagerly: "What's the matter? What are you arguing with Ye Jintian? He didn't fight with you, did he?" Ye Jintian's temper is not serious or serious, even if he is a wounded person now. Movement and stillness are not fuel-efficient.

"It's okay." Shu Tong's nose fluttered quickly, he managed to breathe, and rubbed the back of his hand hard on his face, his voice couldn't hide his choked voice: "I don't want to stay in the same room with him." His eyes that were soaked in tears stared at him. With Mao Xiaofei.

"You take him to my room first." Mao Xiaofei handed the Shutong to Bo Shanxi, and then looked at Mu Canshang.

"I stay here, I have a care." Mu Shen said.

When Mao Xiaofei entered the room, there was no movement in the room, there were broken porcelain all over the floor, and two flowerpots were also smashed.

Mao Xiaofei carefully walked around the messy debris on the ground, walked inside, and saw a figure sitting paralyzed on the ground.

Ye Jintian was leaning against the bed with unkempt hair, he didn't raise his head immediately, and whispered: "Shu Tong, Shu Tong..." When he looked up and saw that it wasn't Shu Tong, frustration and anger appeared on his face at the same time, and he touched it casually. With a small footstool at hand, he threw it at Mao Xiaofei.

However, Ye Jintian didn't have much strength, he was dodged before the stool hit Mao Xiaofei's body, even if he could hit it harder, Mao Xiaofei could easily dodge it.

"What are you doing?" Mao Xiaofei said with anger in his voice.

"It's none of your business." Ye Jintian tilted his head back, and the slanting sunlight illuminated his exhausted face. This face that fascinated Xun Chi at first sight and was so beautiful that anyone could hold their breath. There are dark circles under the eyes, and the once smooth chin is full of green stubble.

"Don't say you're regretting killing Jinsu." Before he finished speaking, another white light flew towards him.

Mao Xiaofei tilted his head slightly, and the tiles were nailed into the wall behind him.

Ye Jintian grabbed the bed frame with all his strength and stood up with difficulty. His injured leg was still unable to exert strength. When he stood up, sweat was dripping from his forehead and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

"Why didn't you give me that letter when we were on the mountain?" Ye Jintian's voice was hoarse.

Mao Xiaofei looked puzzled: "So what if I hand it over to you? At that time, Jin Su was already dead, so even if I hand it over to you, can he be revived?"

"That letter, is that letter fake!" Ye Jintian interrupted Mao Xiaofei roughly.

For a moment the room was silent.

Mao Xiaofei felt absurdly funny, and couldn't help laughing: "If you think it's fake, it's fake. If you think I can know the name of your mutual friend and where you live, then you can treat that letter as fake." Yes." After a pause, Mao Xiaofei's chest fluctuated, and he looked at Ye Jintian on the ground with almost pity. , no one can play with him, and now Ye Jintian suspects that he was amused by a letter from Jin Su.

"I wrote that letter after I came back. I wanted to make you feel better, although the purpose was not achieved..." Mao Xiaofei shrugged. At this moment, Ye Jintian stood up suddenly and rushed over, knocking Mao Xiaofei into the ground. On the wall, a remaining flowerpot on the flower stand behind him fell to the ground with a bang.

Mu Canshang's voice sounded outside: "Brother Xiao Fei?"