Sending warmth to the beautiful and powerful male second [Quick Transmigration]

Since that meal, the silence would come from time to time.

Usually, when Ji Tian finds something good to give to Ji Xia, he knocks on the wall and calls Chen Zhinian, and the person comes.

After coming and going, Ji Xia almost felt that the three of them were almost becoming a family.

But this is also very good, Ji Xia feels that the silence is more humane than at the beginning, and the happiness value is slowly increasing, although it is only 10 now.

Ji Xia also started the days when Ji Tian asked him to practice calligraphy and endorse.

What I practice is brush calligraphy, and what I recite are the Four Books and Five Classics.

For a modern person like Ji Xia, it was really harder than opening his eyes.

"Baby, it's not that Daddy made things difficult for you. If you can't write, it's hard for you to move forward in this world. Even Ji's family is not easy to inherit."

Ji Xia's hands were about to break from practice, but the nib of this pen was too soft, and the words he wrote crawled like earthworms.

Ji Xia pursed her lips, and put the pen on the pen stand: "Understood, Dad, I will recite everything you said."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, anyway, you are still young, don't worry, going to bed early is the main thing." Seeing that people were in a hurry, Ji Tian quickly said a few soft words, closed the door and left.

Ji Xia took a break and started to practice again. He can't slack off, he must have enough skills to be qualified to negotiate with the Chen family and earn a future for Shen Mo.

It was midnight after this practice, when the lattice window rang, Ji Xia yawned: "Who is it?"

A silent voice sounded outside the door: "It's me."

Ji Xia put down his pen and went to open the door for him, turning sideways to let people in: "Brother, why are you up so late?"

Mo Mo raised his hand, and a red date fell into Ji Xia's arms: "The dates in the ancestral hall are ripe."

Ji Xia caught it and took a bite, it was crispy and sweet.

He rolled his eyes, probably silently seeing that he hadn't woken up so late to see, and he couldn't speak directly.

Ji Xia was enjoying himself, but suddenly his expression froze, thinking that there were bad words written by himself on the table, he ran away: "Brother, don't look at it."

It's a pity that it was too late, Mo Mo raised his hand to avoid Ji Xia, and glanced at the paper: "Practicing painting?"

Ji Xia blushed from neck to ear, stood on the bench, grabbed the rice paper and put it in his arms: "I want you to take care of it."

Shen Mo twisted his collar and brought him back: "I can't control you?"

Ji Xia is not very strong, and he couldn't escape being held in Shen Mo's arms, his eyes were red with grievance: "You think my handwriting is ugly, and now you still bully me because you are bigger than me."

Frowning silently: "When?"

"Just now."

The air suddenly became quiet, Shen Mo opened the rice paper in Ji Xia's hand and stared at it for a moment: "Actually, I was not as good as you when I practiced calligraphy when I was young."

"Did Uncle Ji invite you to have a husband?"

As soon as Ji Xia heard Shen Mo's "not as good as you", he knew he was talking nonsense, but it was considered an apology anyway, so forget it.

"Please, come in a few days."

Shen Mo spread out the paper: "Tell Uncle Ji, I'll teach you."

Ji Xia looked up at him: "Brother, are you going to stay in Yong'an for a long time? Will teaching me delay your work?"

Mo Mo paused slightly with his hand rubbing ink: "Children, don't think so much all day long."

He handed the brush to Ji Xia's hand: "Let me write a word first."

Without even thinking about it, Ji Xia wrote the word "Shen". After finishing writing, he was taken aback, and looked at the silence in a little bewilderment.

Silence didn't show anything, he bent down and held Ji Xia's hand, took him to write stroke by stroke, and told him where the pen was wrong: "This stroke is heavy first and then light, you have to lift it..."

After finishing writing, Mo Mo realized that he used his own font, not Chen Zhinian's.

Ji Xia had never seen Chen Zhinian's handwriting, so naturally he didn't find anything wrong, so he began to practice with all his heart.

After writing more than a dozen pieces of paper in a row, he silently knocked on the edge of his desk: "It's time to rest."

"Wait a minute, I'll practice another page."

Ji Xia rubbed his eyes and wanted to write again, when he was picked up from behind and sat on the bed.

Shen Mo bent down to take off his shoes: "Don't rush this moment, there will be plenty of time to practice slowly in the future."

Ji Xia was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, lying on Shen Mo's neck, he murmured: "I just want to go earlier..."

"Earlier what?"

The sound of calm and long breathing came, and Ji Xia had already fallen asleep.

Shen Mo lightened his movements and tucked the quilt up for him.

He looked down at the child's rosy white face, which looked so pampered, he never thought it would be so strong.

This practice has been practiced for more than a month. Silence always drives Ji Xia to sleep every night before leaving. His business ranges from brush calligraphy to landscape painting, and even brings him some extracurricular books to read. Ji Xia almost feels that Silence is Can do anything.

Mo Mo's injury gradually healed, and he began to appear in front of everyone's attention to deal with Yong'an's affairs, and the time to come was less and less.

Most of the time, Ji Xia looks for him from the main entrance of the Chen Mansion, because he is afraid that he will fall, Ji Tian and Shen Mo don't allow him to climb over the wall again.

After several trips like this, Yong'an City basically knew that the young master of the Chen family had a very good relationship with Young Master Xia, and treated him like a younger brother.

This day, Ji Xia took the words he had just practiced to find Shen Mo, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a young man in a white suit and top hat shouting in the yard to see Chen Zhinian.

"Chen Zhinian, you bastard, you snatched my girlfriend, made her belly big and hid here, but let me catch you, come out if you have the ability!"

Ji Xia didn't expect that what happened on his birthday would have a follow-up until today. He wanted to listen to the situation before the silence came, but someone lifted his collar and hugged him in his arms.

"Take him to my yard."

"Brother," Ji Xia was handed over by Shen Mo to the soldier who followed, he tugged on Mo Mo's sleeve, "Brother, you have to be careful, he is so fierce."

Silence patted his head: "Go."

Ji Xia didn't know how to deal with the follow-up, and when he saw Shen Mo came back clean, he thought nothing was wrong.In the end, when I went home for dinner a few days later, I heard Ji Tian mention that they were going to the underground fighting arena.

Ji Xia dropped his chopsticks on the spot, the fighting arena in this era is so messy, he jumped off the stool and ran outside, and was hugged by Ji Tian:

"Baby, what are you going to do? This is a matter of their military academy, and this method is used in their school to solve it."

"But..." It's not that Ji Xia doesn't believe in Mo Mo, it's just that even if he wins, he will be injured.

He bit his lip, and suddenly hated why Chen Zhinian was able to do things so recklessly, could it be because of silence that he could take the blame for him.

But Silence's injury is only a little better.

"Daddy, can I also enter the military academy in the future?"

Ji Tian's face darkened: "Baby, Daddy can promise you everything, but this is not the only thing. Daddy only wants you to live a safe and happy life."

"Be good, baby, let's eat, you are still young, don't think so much, maybe when you grow up, the world will be peaceful."

Ji Xia's eyes were reddish, knowing it was too early to mention this, so she had to eat.

Seeing Ji Xia's sleepy look, Ji Tian just wanted to give himself a slap in the face, what's wrong with him, what's the point of being silent.

It's just that he really didn't expect that such a good-looking child could actually do such a thing.

In the next few days, Shen Mo didn't come to him, and although Ji Tian didn't stop Ji Xia from looking for him, he would knock on Ji Xia occasionally to make him avoid going to Chen's house.

"Daddy, brother is really not this kind of person."

"Whether he is this kind of person, we don't care if we say it, so can Mr. Chen hit him at the birthday party?"

In fact, Ji Tian is also very contradictory. At the beginning, he felt soft-hearted and thought it would be good to keep silent about this child, but he didn't expect things to be so unbearable.

Their family Xia Xia is small, he can't take the risk of making Xia Xia bad and trust him, so how can he explain to Xia Xia's dead mother?

Ji Tian slowed down his voice, squatted down and was at eye level with him: "Xia Xia, you are still young, we don't want to do this, dad will take you out to play in a few days, okay?"

Ji Xia stuck to Ji Tian's face and shook her head: "Daddy, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Ji Tianchang sighed, other people's children are at the age of playing around, why is their baby so sensible that it makes people feel distressed?

"Okay, there's still something going on in Daddy's factory, so tell your Uncle Ji what's going on."

"Ah."

In the days that followed, Ji Xia never went to look for Shen Mo again, and Mo Mo didn't come here even once, the dates and persimmons on the tree on the wall were almost rotten, and finally came the day when Ji Xia inquired about the two fighting.

It may be that Ji Xia behaved too well during this time, Ji Tian felt that with the forgetfulness of a child, he might not remember it long ago, so he no longer restrained him from going out.

Ji Xia knew that even at his current age and status, he couldn't enter the underground fighting arena, and waiting outside was the best way, so he brought chafing medicine and bandages.

Finally, he climbed up the wall and finally picked out a red and soft persimmon among the only remaining persimmons and held it in his arms.

He hoped that everything would go well after the silence, and there would be no such messy scapegoat to bear.

After Ji Xia climbed over the wall and left the house, he realized that the street was already extremely lively.

The news about that man going to fight Shen Mo underground has spread throughout Yong'an City, and everyone made an appointment to see it, so even if Ji Xia didn't know the way and followed the crowd, he arrived at the place smoothly.

The weather in the afternoon was fine, the autumn air was crisp and cloudless, Ji Xia looked at the streets with the style of the last century, and hid behind the mailbox, he didn't want to be kidnapped before he could wait for silence.

Finally, when the noisy crowd dispersed one after another, the sunset covered the sky, and a figure appeared at the end of the road.

Silence walked alone, his usual neat hair was disheveled, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, and a black tie was tied to the wound on his wrist.

Ji Xia stood up, his legs were numb from squatting for too long, and he couldn't walk for a while, he shouted: "Brother, I'm here."

Shen Mo stopped and looked at him across the street a few meters away.The weather was getting cooler, Ji Xia had already put on a small white coat, holding a red lantern-like persimmon in his arms, staring at him with bright black eyes.

"Brother, my leg is numb." Seeing that he couldn't come over, Ji Xia took a step forward carefully, almost fell, walked over silently and squatted down to support him.

"Come alone?"

Ji Xia nodded, and handed the persimmon in his hand to Shen Mo: "Brother came alone, and I was alone, but we won't be alone when we go back together."

Shen Mo cast a fixed glance at him, raised his hand and hugged him into his arms: "Ji Xia, you are only six years old this year."

Ji Xia wanted to pat Shen Mo on the shoulder, but found that his arms were too short, so he patted his arm: "Brother, you are only 14 this year, so you are eight years older than me."

Silence didn't know what he was thinking, he lowered his head and didn't speak.

"Brother, you should apply the medicine first, your previous injury hasn't healed yet."

Ji Xia pushed the silence, saw him let go of his hand, turned the small cloth bags on his back upside down, and put them out like a shop: "Take off your tie quickly, I'll disinfect it."

Shen Mo didn't do it himself this time, he spread his palms and stared at Ji Xia's movements: "Next time, don't come out alone, if you have something to do, tie a red belt on the tree, and I'll come to you."

Ji Xia glared at him angrily: "Then why hasn't my brother come to see me once for so long?"

Shen Mo smiled and wiped his face with his fingers: "It won't happen in the future."

"I'm afraid your father will be very angry when he knows you came to see me."

"He can't find me. I'm really good at climbing over the wall." Ji Xia tied a bow with a bandage, moved slowly and lightly, and said, "Brother, does it hurt?"

Mo Mo hugged him up: "It doesn't hurt."

"Brother will take you home."

Ji Xia is in a hurry, although Ji Tian doesn't particularly dislike seeing Silence now, but he will definitely not look good when he sees him, especially if he knows that he sneaked out for Silence alone, he might even scold others.

He kicked his legs: "brother, I'll go back by myself."

Shen Mo spanked his ass: "Good boy, be obedient."

Ji Xia's face was on fire: "Brother!"

Shen Mo put his head on his shoulder, opened the door of the black car parked on the side of the road: "Brother will take you home."

As a result, by coincidence, they bumped into Ji Tian who happened to be going home, and the three of them got out of the car. Of course, Ji Xia was hugged by Shen Mo, and the air was suffocated.

"father."

Ji Tian simply hated iron for being weak: "Go in and talk."

When he got to the living room, Ji Tian turned around and asked someone to take Ji Xia down, Ji Xia held his silent neck and refused to leave, even pretending to cry, but Ji Tian was determined not to let him stay.

Silence patted him on the back: "Go."

It was only then that Ji Xia was reluctant to come down. When he passed Ji Tian's side, he also felt that he was a little too much this time, and it was the rhythm of wanting to be silent and not want his father.

He ran over and quickly hugged Ji Tian, ​​then pressed his cheek, before following the servants back.

It has to be said that Ji Xia's hug made Ji Tiancheng less angry, and he was a little embarrassed to see the silence.

Not long ago, they had a happy meal together, but now they even stop meeting each other.

Mo Mo took the teacup from the side and handed it to Ji Tian: "Uncle Ji, moisten your throat."

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Ji Tian couldn't refuse, so he took it and sat down to take a sip, then heard Shen Mo say: "I'm to blame for what happened today, there won't be a second time."

Ji Tian snorted coldly: "Don't worry, I won't let him happen again."

After a long time, Ji Tian suddenly realized that the "thing" Shen Mo said did not refer to the meeting between the two, but to Ji Xia going out alone.

But right now, the two have reached a certain degree of consensus.

Sitting down next to him, Shen Mo said in a calm voice, "I know you are worried about Ji Xia, but as long as I am here, I will keep him safe, and I will not allow anyone to hurt him, including myself."

"As for your worry that I will bring him down, don't worry, I wish him better than anyone else."

Mo Mo left after finishing speaking, almost didn't give Ji Tian any time to react, it was like a notification.

The tea in Ji Tian's hand was slightly cold before he sighed, his mind was completely understood, what else did he say.

Anyway, this world is hot and cold, everyone cleans the door by himself, he doesn't expect Mo Mo to really do what he said just now, he just wants Ji Xia to grow up healthy and safe in this troubled world.