190: C190 Water and Heat

C190 Water and Heat

Mu Qingqing saw Mo Xiaohe's face from the corner of her eyes and felt a burst of panic. Why is this man so haunted?

The adults of the two families discussed business matters and the changes that had occurred in the past ten years. Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaohe were completely responsible for food.

"Xiaohe, did you see Yichen last time you went to our house?" Mu Anren suddenly asked Mo Xiaohe about that time at the Mu Family.

"No, I didn't." When Mo Xiaohe went to Mu Family last time, he was scolded by Su Cuiyun as a wild man. He had a deep impression of such unpleasant memories. But that time when he went to the Mu Family to deliver the wine, he indeed did not see Mu Yichen.

"Speaking of Yichen, this child has always been a sore point in my heart. At his age, he doesn't rebel. Even if he loves to stay at home all day, he won't go out." Mu Anren frowned, "The results are still pretty good."

"You said that you want to send him to military academy?" Mo Liming asked.

"He lacks exercise. I want to send him to a military academy. It's said that the army has transformed him into a human. He doesn't have enough manhood." Mu Anren waved his hand and felt a headache coming on.

"Dad, Yichen has a good personality. He doesn't have to go to the military academy." When Mu Qingqing heard this, she understood why Mu Anren had been trying to send Mu Yichen to the military academy. It was just that he felt that Mu Yichen's image as a warm man was just like a sissy, lacking some sense of responsibility.

"A boy's personality is useless. He doesn't like to communicate with others, so he will be at a disadvantage in the future." Wu insisted on his opinion and was determined to send Mu Yichen to the military academy for exercise.

"Anren, do you really want to send Yichen, your only son, into the army?" Mo Liming and Mu Anren were old comrades, so they naturally knew what the difficulties were. Logically speaking, Mu Anren only had one son, so he should have stayed by his side to handle matters.

"Old Mo, you're not an outsider either. Didn't you send Xiaohe into the army?" Mu Anren was on the same side as Mo Liming when he saw Mo Xiaohe in the army.

Mo Liming could not speak with bitterness. He glared at Mo Xiaohe grudgingly.

"So ah, a man must be poor and a daughter must be rich. The ancestor's words have some truth to them." Mu Anren shook his head. Worry was right in front of his eyes.

"Ren Xinru couldn't help but laugh when she heard this." Brother Mu, you can't put it like that. No matter if you're a rich man or a poor man, you can never leave your place. The children you have with you are already very sensible, there is no need to send them to the army to suffer. "

Mu Anren stared at Mo Liming with a troubled expression.

"I understand what you mean, what grade is Yichen at now?" Mo Liming was a man of his word. Thus, it was not difficult for him to hear Mu Anren's words, just a sentence.

A city had Old Master Mu's people watching them. If Mu Anren really sent Mu Yichen to A city's military academy, then this child would definitely be expelled within half a year. However, if the location was the Zhaoxi City, even if Old Master Mu wanted to leave, the Mo family would be the first choice, but Mo Liming's brother was still in the army, so if he wanted to kick Mu Yichen out of the military academy, he had to ask whether he agreed or not.

"Yichen is currently in second grade, and will be in third year next year. His score is enough for him to get into the military academy." Mu Anren saw Mo Liming let go and immediately told him about Mu Yichen.

"And the child's own will?" Mo Liming asked calmly.

Mo Xiaohe cast a sidelong glance at his father. When he asked this question, Mo Xiaohe already felt indignant in his heart. He wanted to join the army, but Mo Liming didn't let him. Why didn't he ask him at that time?

"He is only eleven or twelve years old now. How could such a young child have any plans for his own life? Some roads still need to be paved by us parents. " Mu Anren said sincerely.

Ren Xinru's gaze was fixed on Mu Qingqing. Suddenly, she felt that the living environment of this girl was not in its normal state. To have such an arbitrary father like Mu Anren, he must be suffering a lot from his heart, right?

"Come to the Mo family for dinner in a few days, I'll be the host." Mo Liming obviously agreed with Mu Anren's suggestion. Ren Xinru couldn't help but pinch his waist under the table.

Mo Liming started to eat without feeling any pain.

Mu Qingqing only had two bites of steak before she lost her appetite. She couldn't help but think of the well-behaved and sensible Mu Yichen. She hadn't been able to find him since she ran away from home in her previous life, but in this life … She had to think of a way to stop it!

"What is your brother's hobby and interest?" Mo Xiaohe's voice was a bit low, as if he was asking by accident.

The way he sat upright was not something an ordinary girl could handle. In addition to her magnetic voice, she was simply a female assassin!

"He likes games." Mu Qingqing replied in a low voice.

"Internet addiction youth?" Mo Xiaohe asked with a smirk.

"No, he's not the kind of kid who indulges in games." Mu Qingqing defended Mu Yichen.

"At this age, you love to play games, be careful not to go berserk. As your big sister, you still have to be more concerned about him. " Mo Xiaohe reminded him out of good intentions.

Mu Qingqing was slightly angry. What did her little brother have to do with him? However, the parents of the two families were sitting here, so Mu Qingqing could only glare at him angrily.

After dinner, Mo Liming proposed going to karaoke to sing, but Wu refused because Mu Qingqing had to go back to the hospital to change her medicine.

The hospital and Mo Xiaohe were the same, Mo Liming had Mo Xiaohe drive them there.

"Just let Xiaohe drive you away. You can't drive after drinking." "Don't be impatient." Mo Liming patted his shoulder. Your car, I'll get the bodyguards to drive it back.

Mu Anren thought for a moment, and that was indeed the case. He got into Mo Xiaohe's car and accompanied Mu Qingqing to the hospital to change the medicine.

The car was filled with the smell of smoke. Mu Qingqing could not be more familiar with the old camouflage countryside. Perhaps, the smell of the cigarette came from Aa Qi and Aa Jiu?

"Xiaohe, why are you also going to the hospital?" Mu Anren was puzzled. Shouldn't he be staying in the army?

"My comrade is injured. I'll be accompanying him." Mo Xiaohe answered politely.

"What injury? Is it serious? " Mu Anren couldn't help asking.

"Nothing serious, just got shot while chasing the robbers." Mo Xiaohe said casually.

"Where is the injury?"

"Only a millimeter from the heart. Now that we have surgery, we are still recovering. " Mo Xiaohe turned his head to look at Mu Qingqing's expression as he said this.

This girl had her head down, as if she was thinking about something.

After Mu Anren heard this, he fell into deep thought.

"Dad, being a soldier is very dangerous. Are you sure you want to send Yichen to the military academy?" Seeing him waver, Mu Qingqing added.

"There has to be someone who has to do it. People of Mu Family must not cower when they see danger, and escape if they encounter trouble." Mu Anren said this sincerely, as if he was more certain of his previous thoughts.

Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes. She suddenly felt that what she said had no meaning and it pushed Mu Yichen to the heart of the struggle.

While waiting for Mu Qingqing to change the medicine, Mo Xiaohe sat on a bench in the corridor in a proper posture.

"Xiaohe, are you having a hard time in the army?" Mu Anren chatted with him in a normal tone.

"Uncle Mu is also the old class monitor. Compared to the long journey in the past, the suffering now is not worth mentioning." Mo Xiaohe said humbly.

Mu Anren looked at him twice. This child had a good heart, only then would he be able to be magnanimous.

"Now that your days have passed, your sacrifices are the most difficult." Mu Anren said with a smile.

Mu Qingqing, who was wrapped into a mummy, was not as good as the two of them. It was impossible for them to make a joke out of her. The doctor said she couldn't eat much, and she couldn't eat steak, so she had to eat porridge for the rest of her life.

Mu Qingqing thought to herself, we have to capture Mo Xiaoyun, this little alien. He definitely has the medicine to remove the scar!

When she and Mu Anren arrived home, it was already past ten at night. Aunt Qiong was watching TV.

"Little girl Qing Qing, you … how did you become like this?" Aunt Qiong was surprised and pained at the same time.

"It's nothing. I just need to shave a little and it will be fine after a while." Mu Qingqing didn't dare to laugh too hard, so she could only speak softly.

"How can it be as light as you say? It's even wrapped around the head, is the injury serious?" Aunt Qiong looked at her only pair of eyes that could still tell which one was which, and asked her worriedly.

"There was a car accident. Qing Qing hit her head on the glass. There were sixteen stitches on her face." Mu Anren explained.

"Sixteen needles!" Aunt Qiong sucked in a breath of air. How painful was that? Taking a step forward and grabbing Mu Qingqing's hand, yet afraid of hurting her, he couldn't help but sigh. "Little girl, why are you so miserable?"1

Mu Anren's heart slightly tightened. Why would Aunt Qiong say such bitter words? He fed and dressed his daughter in the same manner. Why did this outsider, Aunt Qiong, feel that Mu Qingqing's life was miserable?

"Aunt Qiong, she was just injured. Why do you say she had a hard time?" Mu Anren asked her in a puzzled tone.

Only then did Aunt Qiong realize that she had said the wrong thing, "No, I have no culture and I don't know how to speak. "It's not hard luck, it's just a bit of bad luck."

"Aiyo, what I said was wrong!" Aunt Qiong was so anxious that her words became incoherent.

"Dad, Aunt Qiong didn't mean it that way, she just felt sorry for me." Mu Qingqing promptly opened her mouth to help.

Mu Anren was deep in thought, "Go up and rest first. It's better if you take a day off tomorrow."

"Dad …" Mu Qingqing didn't want to stay home, she just wanted to go to school.

"Since you're injured, you should take a good rest at home. As for the homework, dad will ask the tutor to make it up for you." Mu Anren had already given his ultimatum. Even if the class was really tense, he wouldn't be so nervous that Mu Qingqing was not taking her sick leave.

Mu Qingqing walked upstairs with her head down. In the bedroom on the second floor, Mu Qingqing approached Mo Xiaoyun's bed. Seeing that the little guy was still sleeping, she really wanted to grab him to treat his injuries.

After standing there for a while, Mu Qingqing prepared to take a bath. When she turned around, she heard a weak 'Master' sound coming from behind her.

Mu Qingqing quickly turned around and stared at Mo Xiaoyun's face.

He woke up.

"Master …" The wound on your face hurts so much. " Mo Xiaoyun raised his hand and pointed at his forehead.

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