Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

After Zhao Mo put the plastic sheet in the west room, he took a damp rag and wiped the car inside and out.Although he is not a particular person, he has his own set of principles in dealing with others.

In his view, since what he sells is food, something to be eaten, it must be clean.Not only must the materials be clean and solid, but also the utensils and the car must be clean.

Zhao Mo has always worked neatly, and he cleaned up within a few minutes.He had inquired a long time ago that high school and junior high school would start on the same day this year, both on September 31nd.Today is August [-]st, and there is still one more day tomorrow, just to clean up the house, and then go to wholesale the eggs, rice flour, sauce, etc., and have time to re-practice the dance that he has been neglecting for a while.

During the few steps from outside the house back to the house, Zhao Mo had already thought about it in his mind, and he had thought about all the things that should be thought about.But when he opened the door curtain and walked into the room, he saw the little baby on the kang, Pimple, sucking and eating a piece of oily wide noodle in his mouth.

He hastily stepped onto the kang in three steps at a time, picked up the chopsticks and took out the powder from Sanwa's bowl and stuffed it into his own mouth, while admonishing his second brother.He didn't dare to let Sanwa eat this stuff anymore. When he thought of Sanwa's pale face that night and how fragile it seemed that he would fall down if he touched it lightly, Zhao Mo felt his whole heart twitching, not because it hurt. , but more unbearable discomfort than pain.

This meal was spent in the midst of Zhao Mo's endless nagging, Zhao Jun's humming and haha ​​nodding to admit his mistake, and Sanwa's calm and composed meal.As soon as the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned, Zhao Jun sneaked into the West Room in a "swish", under the guise of tidying up the items needed for school to avoid Zhao Mo's endless preaching.

Zhao Mo cleaned up the kitchen, and it was getting dark.He dried his hands, and when he returned to the house, he saw Sanwa sitting cross-legged on the top of the kang again, as if he was going to wear the kang of their house.Looking at such a three-year-old Zhao Mo, he couldn't help thinking about it. With this little guy sitting cross-legged on the kang, it's like having a little clay bodhisattva at home.

Thinking of not having to get up early to work on the construction site tomorrow, Zhao Mo suddenly felt relieved, and his whole body was relaxed.Although he used to get up earlier when he was selling pancakes and fruits, these two feelings of getting up early are completely different.When I go to the construction site to work, I have to be tense all the time when I wake up early. On the construction site, I don’t only need to be busy for a while like selling pancakes and fruits, but I have to work all day without touching the ground.

In fact, it was also because Zhao Mo was too real. Among the ten or so people on the construction site, he was the only one who was sent around without complaint.Such a down-to-earth young man who doesn't cheat, cheat, and has strength, no wonder Mr. Xu, who has only been in the construction team for a month, wants to keep him and cultivate him well.

Zhao Mo, who was in a good mood, showed his childish side rarely, with crooked eyebrows, corners of his mouth curled up, smiling like a happy child.He threw himself on the kang, put his arms around Sanwa's thin body, and put his head into the small shoulder socket.It's a pity that the child's stature is not enough, and the shoulders can't bear an adult's head, so he had to put his head into Sanwa's arms and rub his bulging belly affectionately.

As soon as Zhao Mo entered the room, Sanwa had stopped absorbing energy from the surroundings. She just got used to this posture during cultivation, so her body didn't move.Zhao Mo's surprise attack was only successful with his acquiescence, and it did not disturb his cultivation.

But even though he was prepared in his heart, the sudden contact with the warm body still caused Sanwa's heartbeat to flutter for a moment.His little face that Zhao Mo couldn't see, who was only focused on rubbing his head, softened a lot, and his eyes also showed a trace of warmth.

"Brother, look at this little belly, yo, it's protruding again." After rubbing his head, Zhao Mo raised his head, still reluctant to part with the child's soft little belly, and put his messy short hair on top of it.

While sticking his own cheek to Sanwa's white and tender face, he covered his swollen belly with his right hand and patted, squeezed, rubbed, and said with a smile to himself: "Look at our third child's belly melon, it should be cooked! Let's sell it by the catty tomorrow, ten cents per catty~"

After he finished speaking, he laughed all the time, Sanwa was the flesh of his heart, even if he was given a golden mountain, he would not be willing to sell it!

In such a warm atmosphere, looking at Zhao Mo who was smiling so happily, Sanwa suddenly opened her small mouth like a ghost, and called out: "Brother."

The crisp, soft and tender voice unique to children suddenly sounded, making Zhao Mo's clear laughter come to an abrupt end.He raised his head abruptly, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his stuttering voice seemed to come from far away in the sky: "Ah... what?"

Immediately, he came to his senses, with a look of ecstasy, he quickly sat up straight and stared straight at the child in front of him.His lips trembled slightly, and his hands trembled a little, so he could only clasp his hands to forcefully suppress his excitement, and asked cautiously, "Sanba, call again?"

Responding to him was the back of Sanwa's head that he showed him without saying a word.Zhao Mo was still a little unbelievable, screaming in his heart that what he just heard was Sanwa calling him "Big Brother", and a little bit suspicious that he had just heard hallucinations, so he raised his arms to turn Sanwa's body back But he didn't dare to move, looking extremely entangled.

Sanwa's back was facing Zhao Mo, her straight back was stiff, and two blushes appeared on her originally fair and tender face.He didn't call him "Big Brother"!How can an ordinary race human being in a low-level universe be worthy of his big brother Fuya!I want to call myself again, it's really wishful thinking...

"Sanwa is good, call me again, call me big brother." Zhao Mo's voice full of begging and longing came from behind him, and Sanwa's heart tensed inexplicably in the slightly trembling voice.

"Big brother."

This voice is definitely not from him!Sanwa gritted her teeth, her little face changed color all of a sudden, the black and red were really pretty.It's a pity that even if he swallowed his tongue, the words have already been spoken.

"Hey!" Zhao Mo agreed, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.With Sanwa's back turned to him, he took the child's body into his arms, put his chin lightly on the top of Sanwa's head, and muttered: "It's really good, big brother knows that Sanwa is the best..."

How long has it been since he heard the third brother speak and call himself big brother?It seems to be a long time, but it is really a few months.My memory of the naughty third brother before the age of five has long been blurred. A few months ago, the silly third child who giggled and drooled all day long, couldn’t walk steadily but vaguely called the eldest brother also seems to be a thing of the previous life. Now the most vivid image of the third brother in Zhao Mo's mind is the third baby who has always been expressionless for the past few months, with big dark and heavy eyes, and always likes to stare straight at people without emotion.

He kept telling himself and others that Sanwa's head was healed, she wasn't a fool or a mute, but her temperament became a little dull, and she couldn't talk anymore.It's a pity that he can convince others, but he can't convince himself. He can only keep all bad guesses and thoughts in the deepest corner of his heart.

Now Sanwa's "big brother" finally made his heart settle down, and the huge sense of happiness swept over like a storm, blowing his whole body to bits and pieces.

After sitting quietly like this for a long time, Zhao Mo finally found his soul back.He sniffled, raised his hand to rub his red eyes, and wiped away the dry tears on his face with the back of his hand.

Sanwa, who was held in his arms, was still stiff, with her head drooping, her mouth tightly pressed, and her long eyelashes trembling slightly.Zhao Mo's tears flowed down his cheeks, hitting his head one by one, the scorching heat made him a little at a loss.

Zhao Mo let go of his arms, then got off the kang, took a deep breath before turning around to face the child who was still sitting on the kang.His eyes were astonishingly bright, black as if they had been washed by a clear spring, and the radiance inside them was even more irresistible.

Under the gaze of such a pair of pupils, Sanwa raised her head involuntarily, her eyes were all focused on those eyes, as if she couldn't see anything else except these eyes.

After a while, Zhao Mo couldn't help but look away.He rubbed his arms and murmured to himself: Why does Sanwa's eyes look a little piercing?

"Brother." Sanwa suddenly got up, yelled crisply, opened her two small arms and threw herself at Zhao Mo who was standing on the ground.

Zhao Mo was taken aback by his sudden movement, and he didn't bother to savor the sweet "big brother" carefully, so he quickly took a step forward, and caught the little body that was rushing close to the edge of the kang.

Zhao Mo's heart was still pounding until he hugged the child firmly in his arms.While gently stroking Sanwa's back with his hands, he scolded him again: "Be careful! How can you jump directly from the kang?! What if you fall?"

Sanwa didn't speak, and put her short arms together, holding Zhao Mo's slender waist tightly into her arms.It's a pity that the huge difference in height and body shape between the two now makes Sanwa look like he is being hugged by Zhao Mo no matter how he is hugged.

Sanwa, whose head was buried in Zhao Mo's chest, gritted his teeth again silently: Humans here grow and develop very fast, as long as there is enough energy for him to repair his severely damaged soul, he will grow up quickly, big enough to take Zhao Mo's entire body. Everyone hides in their arms!

He wants this person to be completely his own!

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