Abducted the female teacher's best friend

At around three o'clock on Sunday afternoon, Mo Zebei received a call from Zhou Ruoxin.

On the phone, Zhou Ruoxin was in a happy mood and her tone was flying: "My mother is making dumplings and asked you to come over to eat with uncle at night."

Mo Zebei looked down at the question, and twirled the pen nimbly with his fingers: "My dad may not be willing to go."

"Just tell uncle that my dad wants to drink with him." Uncle Mo has no other hobbies, but likes to have a drink or two when he is free at night.

Before Zhou Ruoxin's family moved here from the old town, her father would invite Mo Lin to have a drink at the house on weekends if nothing happened.

"Then I'll try." Mo Zebei put down his pen, "I'll call you back soon."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei got up and opened the door to go out. Father Mo's bedroom was open and there was no one inside.Mo Zebei glanced at the study room. Father Mo might be writing calligraphy in it. She knocked on the door three times with her finger bones.

"Come in." Father Mo responded.

"Dad," Mo Zebei walked in, "Just now Ruoxin called and said that Uncle Zhou wanted to invite you to have a drink in the afternoon."

"Ah."

Mo Zebei rubbed the back of his head: "Did you agree?"

Father Mo nodded, looking happy.

"Then I went back to my room to do my homework?"

"Go."

An hour before going out, Father Mo specially took a shower, freshened up, and changed into a comfortable, decent light gown and trousers, looking very energetic.

Mo Zebei didn't expect his father to care about this invitation.When it was time to leave, Mo Zebei asked, "Dad, how do you plan to get there?"

Father Mo didn't answer but instead asked, "Are you going to ride there?"

"Well, I don't like taking the bus."

Father Mo nodded.

The father and daughter each rode a bicycle to Zhou's house, sweating a lot along the way.

As soon as he entered, Father Mo was dragged by Father Zhou to play chess in the study, while Mo Zebei went to Zhou Ruoxin's bedroom, where Meng Yuanhao was also there.

The three of them ate some fruit and chatted for a while. Mo Zebei sat on the toilet and sent Mu Hanxi a WeChat message on the pretext of going to the bathroom: Sister Mu, have you had dinner yet?

After 2 minutes, the other side replied: Not yet, I plan to make some by myself later.

After flushing the toilet and washing his hands, Mo Zebei turned to the kitchen: "Auntie, what kind of dumplings did you make today?"

Zhou's mother was serving fish, and said with a smile, "It's made with sauerkraut and pork. I learned it from the neighbor next door. I made it last time. It tastes pretty good."

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds: "Last time I took tuition at a sister's house, it was late, and I had a meal at her house, I'm sorry, can auntie pack some dumplings for me, I'll give her Send some..."

"Of course," Mother Zhou said with a loving face, "It will be ready in 2 minutes, and I will pack it for you later."

"Thank you auntie."

"Why are you so polite, kid..."

Mo Zebei stood aside and waited for the dumplings to come out of the pot, and at the same time lowered his head and edited a message: Sister Mu, stop cooking, I will send you some dumplings later.

Before she could figure out what to eat tonight, Mu Hanxi received another message from someone: Where did the dumplings come from, did my uncle make them?

Mo Zebei bent his lips and smiled: My dad and I went to someone else's house to grab some food, and I'll help you grab some by the way.

The kid was quite humorous, Mu Hanxi deleted and deleted, and finally asked: Is this not good?

Mo Zebei first sent a cute emoji, and then edited: No, Auntie hopes that her cooking skills will be famous all over the world.

Mu Hanxi was concerned about the hot weather and was afraid of her hard work and tossing, so she couldn't bear to agree, but the little ghost seemed to know her thoughts, and bluntly said that she was only a few minutes away from Mu Hanxi. In the end, Mu Hanxi didn't He beat her, but let him go.

As soon as the dumplings came out of the pan and had just been packed, Mo Zebei couldn't wait to go out: "Auntie, I'm going. The food is ready, you can eat first, don't wait for me." She was so anxious that she didn't forget to bring a bag for Mu Hanxi. Serve with side dishes and dips.

"Slow down, pay attention to safety on the road."

"I know." Mo Zebei answered, opened the door and went out.Both Mu Hanxi and Zhou Ruoxin live in Xincheng, and Mu Hanxi is in the neighborhood next to Zhou Ruoxin, not far away.

Zhou Ruoxin had an argument with Meng Yuanhao in the bedroom for a while, seeing that Mo Zebei hadn't come back yet, she couldn't sit still.

She went out to look around, but found no one: "Mom, have you seen Zebei?"

"Oh, she just left the house," Mother Zhou put all the dumplings on a plate, "help me put the rest on the table, it's time to eat later."

Zhou Ruoxin served the dumplings as she said, and Meng Yuanhao, who followed behind her, also helped.

"What is she going out for?"

Zhou's mother turned back to get the bowls and chopsticks: "Go to the study and call your father and your uncle Mo, and let them come out to wash their hands and eat."

Zhou Ruoxin didn't go to the study, but followed Zhou's mother to the cupboard, bent down and asked, "Mom, you haven't told me what Zebei is doing yet."

"I asked you to go to the study to call someone. Why are you following me?" Mother Zhou looked up at Meng Yuanhao who also followed, and ordered, "Yuanhao, go and call the two uncles."

Yuan Hao nodded, hummed, and went away.

Zhou's mother took the bowls and chopsticks and saw Baba looking at her daughter, so she replied, "I said I'm going to deliver dumplings to a sister. I spent a little time studying there before, and I want to return the gift."

Zhou Ruoxin asked again: "Which sister did you say? What's your name?"

"I didn't know it was so clear," Mother Zhou walked around her sideways, "Your child is the same, why ask so many questions?"

Zhou Ruoxin ignored Zhou's mother's question, she was wondering who did Mo Zebei go to for tutoring, why didn't she hear her mention it?

Five or six minutes later, Mo Zebei arrived at the door of Mu Hanxi's room and rang the doorbell.

Mu Hanxi came over to open the door for her, and said angrily, "I really can't do anything with you, I don't need to send you away."

Mo Zebei grinned, showing the little canine teeth that are not often seen on weekdays: "The distance is very short, and Aunt Zhou said that the dumplings with pickled cabbage and pork are delicious. I want you to try it."

Mu Hanxi only paid attention to Mo Zebei's two pointed canine teeth when she was teaching her how to pronounce the syllables. Now she is grinning like this, which is quite cute.

Mu Hanxi bent her lips unconsciously: "Come in."

Mo Zebei lowered his head to change his shoes, and followed Mu Hanxi inside with dumplings and side dishes.

Mu Hanxi took out the dinner plate from the cupboard, and Mo Zebei carefully poured the dumplings into the plate, and arranged the dipping sauce and side dishes one by one.

"This is the ingredient that my aunt made herself. I have eaten it before and it feels pretty good."

Mu Hanxi praised her for being caring in her heart, but she didn't say it on the face, fearing that the person would be embarrassed.

"Try it quickly." Mo Zebei's eyes were bright, full of anticipation, as if she made the dipping sauce and dumplings.

"You sit too." When Mu Hanxi took the tableware, she purposely took an extra pair of chopsticks.

Mo Zebei rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, and sat next to her.

Mu Hanxi handed her a pair of chopsticks: "Let's taste it together." This person definitely didn't eat it either.

Mo Zebei felt a little angry, and her palms were wet with sweat... She curled her fingers before gently taking the chopsticks. The two dipped in the same sauce.

"It's delicious," Mu Hanxi praised after taking a sip of the dipping sauce, "Auntie's craftsmanship is very exquisite."

"Yeah." Mo Zebei couldn't help ripples in his heart lake when he heard it.

Mo Zebei only ate one dumpling and put down the chopsticks. She didn't know Mu Hanxi's appetite, and was worried that she would not eat enough.

"Sister Mu, eat slowly," she pushed the dipping sauce and side dishes towards Mu Hanxi, "I'm going back."

"Yeah." Mu Hanxi put down her chopsticks and wanted to send her out.

Mo Zebei knew what this person meant: "Don't send me off, just keep eating yours, it won't be good if it gets cold for a while."

Such thoughtful words made Mu Hanxi feel very comfortable: "Okay, then take your time on the road."

"I know," Mo Zebei stood up, "Sister Mu, see you next week."

Mu Hanxi smiled: "See you next week."

On the way back, Mo Zebei was in a good mood, and hummed an unknown tune, which he stopped when he was approaching Zhou's house.

Zhou Ruoxin opened the door for her. As soon as she came in, everyone at the dinner table beckoned her to come over and sit down.

Mo Zebei responded and sat beside Zhou Ruoxin.

Meng Yuanhao next to him tilted his head and asked in a low voice, "Where have you been?"

"Something." Mo Zebei didn't explain much.

Meng Yuanhao didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Ruoxin pricked up her ears to listen to what they said, but she didn't hear any useful information.

Zhou's father said a few polite words to raise everyone's glasses, the men brought white wine, and the women and children brought fruit juice.

After everyone clinked their glasses, the meal officially began.

The meal lasted quite a long time. Zhou's father and Meng's father had been drinking there with vegetables and dumplings. Mo Zebei and the others had to go back to school for evening self-study, and the three of them returned by bicycle with their schoolbags on their backs after six o'clock. school.

Zhou Ruoxin was awkward all the way, and wanted to ask Mo Zebei about tutoring, who knew that Meng Yuanhao was buzzing like a bee, and Zhou Ruoxin couldn't find any suitable timing.

At the moment of parting, Zhou Ruoxin stepped on Meng Yuanhao's foot angrily.

Meng Yuanhao howled and jumped, wondering how he had offended this aunt again.

As soon as Mo Zebei entered the back door, he saw that his cup was filled with water. Du Chenxing at the next table hadn't come yet, so it should be Qu Junzhi.

"Did you fetch the water for me?"

"Well," Qu Junzhi let her in sideways, looked up at her, "Have you eaten garlic tonight?"

Mo Zebei was taken aback, and asked, "It tastes so strong?" Auntie didn't put too much garlic in the dipping sauce, but Meng Yuanhao felt that dumplings and garlic are a perfect match. The more garlic, the more delicious the dumplings will be.He went to the kitchen to get a head of garlic, took a bite of the garlic and made another dumpling, he just let it go, and urged Mo Zebei to join him.

Qu Junzhi fanned his nose pretending to be disgusted: "It smells really bad."

Mo Zebei sat a little further away from her.

Qu Junzhi felt a little funny: "Why, are you afraid of poisoning me?"

Mo Zebei smiled awkwardly.

After a while, Qu Junzhi deliberately moved the bench next to her, and after Du Chenxing came, Mo Zebei couldn't move anymore.

It's okay to be close, but Qu Junzhi is still asking her math problems at this time, and Mo Zebei has to tell her. In order to maintain his image, Mo Zebei had to cover his mouth and give her the questions.

Qu Junzhi laughed while listening, and continued to let her talk while laughing, and the people around turned their heads to look in doubt.

After evening self-study, Mo Zebei got his mobile phone and couldn't wait to send Mu Hanxi a WeChat, describing today's embarrassing incident.

Mu Hanxi had just finished calling home, when she saw her news, she couldn't help but smile, and replied: "It's cute."

After editing the message, Mo Zebei hooked the shoulder strap of his schoolbag and walked downstairs. Hearing the notification sound, he hurriedly went to the corner of the stairs and turned on his phone to check. Seeing Mu Hanxi's reply, Mo Zebei bit the back of his finger and sent a message. A question in the past: Who does Sister Mu say is cute?

Mu Hanxi only replied with one word: you.

Whether it's you who are being teased to eat garlic together or you who are covering your mouth and giving lectures at the same table, you are all cute.

Mo Zebei stared at that single word, his face turned red instantly, and he started to feel hot uncontrollably.