53: C53 Little Temper

C53 Little Temper

Walking out of the bathroom, Mu Qingqing held Aunt Qiong's arm and walked towards the bedroom.

"Little Qing Qing, don't be sad anymore. Have a good night's sleep. If you get up, you'll forget about everything else." Aunt Qiong tried to explain to her, hoping that she would be happier.

Mu Qingqing's eyelashes trembled, and she leaned her head against Aunt Qiong's shoulder, acting like a spoiled child. "Aunt Qiong, I'm fine. I'll be fine tomorrow."

It was difficult for Mu Qingqing to close her eyes while she was lying on the bed. She kept tossing and turning, and it was always Mo Xiaohe who threw her to the ground. For a few seconds, broad shoulders wrapped around her frail shoulders, holding her tight beneath her.

The taste of being protected was so tantalizing that Mu Qingqing had fallen.

Now, the thing that made her the most worried was Mo Xiaohe's injury.

Flipping through some of the books on the shelves, she realized that they were all books she had already read and could not help but feel a little bored. It seemed like he should find a suitable time to buy more books.

The next morning, Mu Anren drove Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun back. The family of three enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Standing in front of the window, Mu Qingqing felt her heart go cold.

What a nice family, a small one, and if her luck had been any worse last night, she would have been the one to be shot. At that time, Mu Anren would be sending the black haired man to the white haired man.

"Dad, I still want to eat the candied fruits on West Street. When are you going to buy them?" Mu Xiaoyou, empty-handed, raised her head and asked Mu Anren.

"I'll go and buy it today." Mu Anren replied with a smile. He looked at Ye Zichen with a doting look in his eyes.

"Anren, don't spoil the baby. Too much sugar is bad for the body." Su Cuiyun held Mu Xiaoyou's medicine bag and comforted Mu Anren benevolently.

"Just a string." Mu Xiaoyou pouted her lips in dissatisfaction.

Mu Qingqing listened coldly with a cold expression.

"Qing Qing, time to eat." Aunt Qiong softly said as she knocked on Mu Qingqing's door.

"Alright." Mu Qingqing responded and walked downstairs with large strides.

As usual, Mu Yichen didn't get up early. He just lied on the bed in his bedroom and slept soundly. Mu Xiaoyou sat in the dining room, looking at Mu Qingqing who was walking down the stairs with a complacent expression.

"Xiaoyou, drink the medicine." Su Cuiyun urged.

On the table were soy milk and youtiao, as well as steamed buns that Mu Anren had bought. Aunt Qiong cooked a pot of porridge. Mu Qingqing only drank the porridge and didn't touch the food Mu Anren bought.

"Qing Qing, eat some steamed buns and eat more." Mu Anren shouted and picked a meat bun from Mu Xiaoyou's bowl.

Mu Qingqing didn't say anything. She also didn't know what exactly she was resisting. Or maybe it was just a little temper.

"Dad, I waited for you at the school gate last night." Mu Qingqing couldn't hold back her anger anymore. Was it really Mu Xiaoyou who was more important?

"Didn't your mom say you went home?" Mu Anren's expression changed as he looked at Mu Qingqing in surprise.

"Dozens of kilometers." Mu Qingqing spoke indifferently with a sullen look on her face. Even if she walked for a day and a night, she would still not be able to return to the dozens of kilometers away.

"How did you get back?" Mu Anren didn't think too much about it last night. If it wasn't because Mu Qingqing had talked to him for dozens of kilometers, he really wouldn't have known how Mu Qingqing came back.

"I walked back." Mu Qingqing answered in a stiff tone.

"Yeah, Qing Qing fell last night and came back covered in mud." Aunt Qiong said in sympathy.

A hint of happiness flashed in Su Cuiyun's eyes, but Mu Xiaoyou could no longer suppress her smile. Then you are a beggar. "

"Xiaoyou, what are you talking about?" Mu Anren glared at Mu Xiaoyou.

"I'm full." Even if she hadn't eaten anything last night, she still wouldn't be able to eat after seeing Mu Xiaoyou's smiling face.

"Didn't you say last night that Qingqing had returned home?" Mu Anren turned around and looked at Su Cuiyun. Originally, he wanted to call Aunt Qiong to ask her about it, but Su Cuiyun had already arrived at the hospital. She said personally that Mu Qingqing had already fallen asleep.

"The door to the clean room is closed. I thought she was asleep." Su Cuiyun said with a troubled expression, her eyes filled with happiness.

"Mom, even if I'm asleep, you should open the door for me out of concern for my safety, right?" Mu Qingqing asked in a light tone. She could tell that the culprit was none other than Su Cuiyun. Was it still his own mother?

Mu Anren stared at Su Cuiyun and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Your door is usually locked, how am I supposed to get in?" Su Cuiyun retorted snappily.

"Heh." Mu Qingqing sneered and turned her back towards the stairs.

Since he couldn't enter, how could he confirm that she had already returned home? Mu Qingqing couldn't be bothered to care about her. If Mu Anren couldn't even recognize this, then he was really dumb.

Mu Anren threw away his chopsticks. He no longer had any appetite to eat.

Mu Anren's heart was already in disarray. He frowned but didn't make any more moves. He turned around and went upstairs to Mu Qingqing's room.

Knocking sounds came from the door. Mu Qingqing knew it was Mu Anren, so she didn't answer.

"Qingqing, it was father's fault yesterday. You shouldn't have left me alone at the school gate." Mu Anren's tone was very slow. When he thought about how he left Mu Qingqing far behind last night, he could not help but feel scared. If something happened last night, he wouldn't have the face to see her again.

After a long while, Mu Qingqing still opened the door. Her gaze was not as cold as it was downstairs.

"Dad, I'm not angry with you. Xiaoyou is not well, I can understand how you feel about taking care of her in the hospital. " Mu Qingqing also understood that the reason why Mu Anren missed the appointment was because Su Cuiyun had made things difficult for him. The grades will be out in a few days, and I'll be going to the graduation ceremony. "Dad, you won't miss your appointment next time, right?"

Mu Anren was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I won't miss my appointment, dad will definitely go to school to pick you up."

Mu Qingqing smiled, no longer feeling nervous.

After Mu Anren finished his lunch and left, Mu Qingqing quickly walked out of the Mu Family entrance.

"Aa Si, come out." Mu Qingqing heard the footsteps of Aa Si and Aa Wu and rushed to an invisible place in Mu Family to call them.

Two people walked out from behind a big tree. They were Aa Si and Aa Wu.

"Miss Mu, what's the matter?" Aa Si estimated, could it be something like letting them leave again?

"Yes, how is Mo Xiaohe now?" Mu Qingqing thought that the two of them definitely knew.

"Young Master Mo?" Aa Si looked at Mu Qingqing with a puzzled expression. They had listened to Ren Xinru's orders and reported Mu Qingqing's situation to Ren Xinru and Mo Xiaohe. Mo Xiaohe held Mu Qingqing's whereabouts, but how could they know about Mo Xiaohe's whereabouts? We don't know about Young Master Mo. He calls sometimes to ask about it, but we don't know about Young Master Mo's itinerary. "

"You don't know?" Mu Qingqing felt her head ache. How could they not know Mo Xiaohe's itinerary!

"I don't know." Seeing that she was distressed, Aa Si couldn't possibly be thinking of directly finding Mo Xiaohe and have them leave the Mu Family. " "What business does Miss Mu have with Young Master Mo?"

"Yes." Mu Qingqing said affirmatively. Do you know which hospital he's in now? "

"Hospital?" Aa Si and Aa Wu looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

"Don't you know about the bullet in his leg?" Mu Qingqing then realized that Aa Si and Aa Wu did not know Mo Xiaohe's situation at all.

"Young Master Mo was shot?" Aa Si frowned even more. Was it that serious?

"Ugh …" It seems like the two of you really don't know. " Mu Qingqing walked home dejectedly. She could only go find Ren Xinru.

"Sis, what are you doing?" Mu Yichen was kicking his legs in the yard when he saw Mu Qingqing walk back from the road in front of Mu Family. What was Mu Qingqing doing out in the afternoon?

"Nothing, I'm just taking a walk."1

"Sis, you're done with the exam now. Come with me to the Internet Cafe tomorrow." Mu Yichen had waited for many days. Finally, Mu Qingqing's test ended.

"Alright." Mu Qingqing replied straightforwardly.

Mu Yichen jumped two rounds on the spot and ran outside happily.

Seeing Mu Yichen's happy expression, Mu Qingqing smiled. She could feel that Mu Yichen's affection towards her was many times stronger than Mu Xiaoyou's.

At lunch time, Mu Anren asked if she would like to spend the summer at her grandfather's house. Mu Qingqing thought about it and agreed. Mu Anren was busy during the summer vacation. He didn't care about taking care of all the children and was afraid that Su Cuiyun would make things difficult for her, so he let her spend the summer with his grandparents.

When Mu Qingqing was young, she would often go to her maternal grandpa's house. However, after memorizing the matter, her parents did not send her there anymore. I think it's because they had some kind of argument with my grandparents. Mu Anren promised to let her go there after the graduation ceremony, so he at least had to know how her grades were going.

In the evening, Mu Qingqing went to the market at the foot of the mountain. Aunt Qiong stayed at home to help look after Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen. Since Su Cuiyun was at home, Aunt Qiong took over Mu Qingqing's old job. He also hoped that Mu Qingqing would be less troubled by Su Cuiyun.

The market was bustling with people, but the evening market was not as crowded as the morning. Of course, the dishes were not as fresh as the morning.

Mu Qingqing picked and bought some tofu and some tomatoes and fish.

"Little girl, buy some cilantro." An elderly voice suddenly sounded. Only then did Mu Qingqing notice that the stall on the ground was once again that strange old granny.

This time, he was no longer selling garlic seedlings. Instead, he was selling coriander instead. However, this coriander was also an unpopular dish. Many people loved it and many people hated it. Mu Qingqing frowned. Her family didn't like coriander, but she had her own feelings for it.

"It's you." The grandma raised her finger and pointed it at Mu Qingqing's face, laughing merrily and looking kind.

"Grandma, why are you selling coriander this time?" Mu Qingqing squatted down and spoke kindly to her.

"It's not easy to sell the garlic seedlings. I'll grow some cilantro. It's hard to sell this dish now." The grandma said with a smile.

"Grandma, there are many people who don't like coriander. Next time, if you want to sell some chilies or tomatoes, you can definitely sell them." Mu Qingqing stared at the whole pile of cilantro on the ground with a worried look on her face.

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