Abducted the female teacher's best friend

After a simple dinner, Mo Zebei rode back to school.In the evening self-study for two quarters, she hardly said a word, just buried her head there and worked hard.

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

"Are you worried?"

Mo Zebei nodded, and said again: "But I don't want to say it." She hooked up the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, "See you tomorrow."

"Okay." Duan Hulu didn't want to say more, and 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 propped his feet on the ground, holding the phone in his right hand: "What's wrong, Mr. Lin?"

"Come to my house now, I need you urgently." Lin Xiaoran gave her the address and house number.

Mo Zebei was a little surprised, she had something to ask herself: "Okay, I'll ride there now."

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

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

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

"Don't worry about that..." Lin Xiaoran hastily pulled him into her bedroom.

"My mother is here." With a click, Lin Xiaoran locked the door behind her. "She is trying to make up for me. She also made chicken soup for me at night. I'm sure I can't finish it. You will help me solve it later." Lin Xiaoran She doesn't live with her parents. Her parents live in City N, which is the city next door. Lin Xiaoran lives in City J by herself.

Lin Xiaoran basically only comes home once a month or two. She usually calls her parents and usually does not video. This time, she reluctantly started a 5-minute video at the strong request of Lin's mother. Who would have thought that something would happen in this short 5-minute video. Seeing Lin Xiaoran on the screen, Lin Xiaoran had lost a lot of weight, and there was not much flesh left on her body. She was so distressed that she insisted on coming over to take care of her.

Lin Xiaoran has a big head. She has spent so much time and effort, finding a coach, sweating countless times, going through untold hardships, and finally lost her thin and beautiful figure. If she just drank like this, she would cry to death.

"Xiaoran," Mother Lin put the sea bowl on the table, "Come out and drink chicken soup." She heard the doorbell ringing in the kitchen just now, and she didn't know who came, 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 sleeve, with a little pleading in his eyes: "You must drink more later." When Lin's mother was making chicken soup in the kitchen, Lin Xiaoran was in the living room Walking back and forth in the house, thinking about someone who can drink chicken soup for him: Han Xi is definitely not good, she needs to keep her figure, and Wei Lan is definitely not good, she hates chicken soup... After much deliberation, only Mo Zebei is the most suitable , this person is thin and not afraid of getting fat, and he is a senior high school student who needs to supplement nutrition. The most important thing is that the relationship between the two of them is fairly familiar, and Lin Xiaoran will not feel embarrassed to ask her for help, and she is still a girl. I don't think too much about it.

Mo Zebei hummed, and followed her words: "I happen to be a little hungry too."

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

Mo Zebei's expression froze for a moment, and then he nodded slowly.

As soon as the door opened, Mother Lin froze. She stared at Mo Zebei, and then turned to Lin Xiaoran. She had doubts in her eyes. With such short hair, she must be a boy...

Mo Zebei wore a shirt over his school uniform T-shirt. She was tall and thin, with a neutral hairstyle, and she looked a bit like a boy at first glance.

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

Mo Zebei smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Hello, Auntie." As soon as she spoke, Mother Lin recognized that she was a girl, and she was relieved when she was introduced to know that she was a student.There is a rule in the Lin family, no matter who Lin Xiaoran falls in love with, if he intends to further develop the relationship with the other party, if he wants to live together, he must first bring him home for the old couple to have a look at.

"Student Zebei," Mother Lin said with a smile on her face, "I stewed chicken soup, and you happened to be in time, stay and drink a bowl before leaving."

Lin Xiaoran laughed after hearing this, and there was no need for her to keep people.

Mo Zebei put the schoolbag on the sofa, and the three of them sat at the dining table, and Mother Lin served soup for the two of them.

"Mom, Zebei is now in her third year of high school, and it's time for her to worry about it. You can fill her with some chicken to nourish her body."

Mother Lin is a real person. Hearing what her daughter said, she really gave Mo Zebei a little extra.

"Drink it quickly, both of you. I have worked hard on this chicken soup. I have stewed it for more than two hours."

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

Lin's mother understood that this was her daughter reminding herself that she was sitting here, and Mo Zebei would not be able to let go, and she was embarrassed to drink the 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 breathed a sigh of relief, and said with emotion: "Heavy maternal love."

Mo Zebei paused while drinking the soup, and then whispered: "It's actually quite good."

Lin Xiao then realized that Mo Zebei had lost his mother since he was a child, and felt apologetic. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she didn't know what to say...

Taking advantage of Lin's mother not paying attention, Lin Xiaoran gave some of the chicken in her bowl to Mo Zebei: "Eat more, my mother's cooking skills are really good."

"Well, I ate it."

Most of the chicken and soup were taken care of by Mo Zebei, 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, "Come back next time when you have time, and I can also make fish soup." Hearing Xiaoran say that Zebei's kid likes to eat fish, Ms. Lian fell in love with him.

"Okay." Mo Zebei's nose felt a little sore.

The moment the elevator door closed, Mo Zebei sniffed.

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

When she got home, she took a shower first.While wiping her hair, Wan Jiaojiao called her.

It's not even 10:30 yet.

She should have something urgent to tell herself.It is also likely to be related to that person.

Mo Zebei clenched the towel tightly, staring at the incoming call on the screen, and did not move for a long time.

The phone automatically hangs up because no one answers.

Wan Jiaojiao called a second time.

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

"My dad won't be coming home tonight," Wan Jiaojiao snorted as she walked back and forth in the room barefoot, "He must have slept with that female fox!"

Mo Zebei remained silent and did not answer.

Wan Jiaojiao scratched her hair in annoyance, and said in an angry tone, "I don't know what ecstasy soup this female fox gave my dad. My dad has been single for so many years and has never seen him fall in love with any woman. This woman is quite capable. In two or three strokes, his soul was hooked away!"

Mo Zebei pursed his lips, looked down at the table, but still didn't speak.

Wan Jiaojiao continued to mutter over there again, but Mo Zebei finally only said softly: "5 minutes are up, I'm hanging up." '

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

She stayed up very late that night again, and didn't go to bed until after two o'clock in the morning.

Wan Jiaojiao didn't go to class the next day. She went to her grandmother's house by car alone and turned off her mobile phone.

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

"My dad has lost his mind and is crazy. He wants to marry that female fox!"

Wan Zonglin asked for leave from school these few days, went to Wan Jiaojiao's grandmother, mentioned about himself and this woman, and made up his mind to get married.

It was raining lightly outside, Mo Zebei pushed open the window, heard the pattering rain, and asked softly, "Where are you?"

"My mother's cemetery." Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and were quickly washed away by the rain.

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

Wan Jiaojiao wiped away her tears and pursed her mouth: "He's going to marry a female fox to come in, so I don't have a home anymore!"

Mo Zebei's heart was slightly touched, and her voice choked up slightly: "At least you still have a grandmother who loves you."

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

Mo Zebei closed the window with his hand, and the sound of the rain was partially cut off.

Wan Jiaojiao was unwilling and filled with resentment: "He must have been fascinated by that female fox!"

Mo Zebei listened quietly, without saying a word.

After another ten minutes, Wan Jiaojiao hung up the phone weeping.

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

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

"I'll ask casually. If you don't want to say it, just pretend you didn't hear it."

Father Mo put down his chopsticks, his eyes darkened, he was silent for a while, and finally said in a deep voice, "The thing I regret the most in my life is following my parents' wishes and getting married." He is good at managing marriages, but his parents hope that he can get married and have children, and leave a descendant for the Mo family.Back then, Mo Zebei's grandparents not only found him, but also his parents. Mo Lin was kind and filial, and agreed to the marriage under the words of the two elders.

Mo Zebei wasn't very surprised by Father Mo's answer. Her parents' marriage was not happy in the first place, and it was hard to hide the fact.

Except for the beginning, the father and daughter chatted for a few words, and the rest of the time they faced each other in silence, but at the end, Father Mo called to stop Mo Zebei who got up again.

Mo Zebei turned his head to look over.

"There's one more thing I don't regret the most," his voice was very soft, but Mo Zebei could hear it, "it's having you."

What Father Mo said made Mo Zebei feel relieved a lot, she nodded and went back to the bedroom.

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

"Little devil."

"Yeah." Mo Ze lay on the bed on the north side, pressing his ear to the phone.

"How are you doing recently?" Mo Zebei hardly had any contact with himself these days.

"Fortunately."

"Tomorrow is still that time, come to my house, and I will make up lessons for you."

Mo Zebei was quiet at first, then took a deep breath, finally bit the back of his hand and closed his eyes to refuse: "No need, I can just read by myself."

Mu Hanxi heard that she was in a bad mood, so she changed the subject: "Is Uncle at home tomorrow?"

Mo Zebei was stunned for a moment, and said honestly, "Probably not here." His father will probably go to the nursing home to help, and there is a shortage of manpower there.

"Well," Mu Hanxi bent her lips, "Then I'll look for you tomorrow."

"Ok?"

"Go to your house and cook for you."

Mo Ze jumped up from the bed suddenly, his tone was full of disbelief: "You really want to come?"

"When did I lie to you?"

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