Every world I die young

Cheng's mother stared blankly at Cheng Zong, she was a little caught off guard by Cheng Zong's sudden lyricism, her eyes could vaguely see the charm of that year.

Cheng Zong felt a little uncomfortable. He felt his arms regain strength, so he propped up his upper body, and slowly moved his head close to Cheng's mother.

"You, what are you doing? The children are still watching."

"I can't control that much anymore, little bastards are not allowed to look at it."

Cheng's mother suddenly understood what he wanted to do, she turned her head away shyly, Cheng Zong turned her head viciously in desire and dissatisfaction, Mo Yinglan looked back at them calmly.

At this time, Cheng Jingling also rushed over, she stared at Cheng Zong, who had somewhat gloomy eyes, and Cheng Mu, who was blushing, wondering what happened to her parents.

"Father, mother, why are you still sitting on the ground, get up quickly."

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother didn't move at all, Cheng Jingling looked at his parents worriedly, it's over, parents must be stupid, why don't they know to get up first, the ground is dirty and cold.

Cheng Jingling pouted, and just about to speak, Mo Yinglan pulled her over and said softly, "Ling'er, come into the room with brother."

Although the tone is gentle, it is beyond doubt.

Cheng Jingling didn't speak again, but let Mo Yinglan take her into the house, leaving a private space for the old couple.

When the door was closing, Mo Yinglan's gaze fell on Cheng Zong, and Cheng Zong just turned his head to look at them. The two looked at each other, and Cheng Zong used his eyes to signal that Mo Yinglan had done a good job.

Mo Yinglan smiled, and the door was closed tightly, cutting off the sight communication between the two.

Cheng Jingling said worriedly, "Brother, brother."

Mo Yinglan turned around, smiled and said, "Well, brother is here, what's the matter?"

Cheng Jingling looked at Mo Yinglan, feeling very at ease, and expressed all his worries without hesitation.

After hearing Cheng Jingling finish her guess with immature and sometimes wrong words, Mo Yinglan couldn't hold back, so she burst out laughing.

The clear and clear laughter of the child resounded in the empty room, Cheng Jingling looked confused, she couldn't understand why her brother seemed to be smiling happily when it was such a serious problem.

Cheng Jingling was confused, and raised his head to look at Mo Yinglan in a daze. Mo Yinglan couldn't help but smile after laughing enough, "Ling'er, you said you've been thinking about all kinds of messy things in your little head all day long. Woolen cloth?"

Cheng Jingling pouted and was about to refute, she wasn't thinking about random things.

The corners of Mo Yinglan's mouth curled up, and she approached Cheng Jingling suddenly, and said to her in a mysterious tone: "You little idiot, dad suddenly missed his mother, missed their past, and wanted to do that , It’s not that you think your brain is stupid.”

Cheng Jingling asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"

Mo Yinglan said casually: "You're still too young, you'll know in the future, so let's go eat soon."

After Cheng Jingling was coaxed and tricked into the kitchen, she realized belatedly, Mo Yinglan was obviously the same age as her, why did he know so much.

But it's too late to pursue it now, Cheng Jingling couldn't help but stomped his feet, and obediently put the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table first, and then waited patiently for the parents who were complaining to each other in the yard and Mo Yinglan who was in the house .

After waiting for a few minutes, several people opened the curtain and walked in, sitting in a circle around the dining table.