501: C501 Family Rule

C501 Family Rule

"Then do you want to listen to my master?" Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes and stared at her finger that was as white as jade.

Mo Xiaoyun nodded crazily. Although he didn't know what Mu Qingqing was going to say, he felt that a great disaster was about to befall him.

One minute later, the spaceship came to a stop near Mu Qingqing's rented house.

Mu Qingqing did not forget to tell Mo Xiaoyun, "Do as I said. If he dares to come to me, you will never have any snacks to eat."

"But, will master really be in no danger by doing this?" Mo Xiaoyun frowned. Even though he knew that asking that wouldn't stop Mu Qingqing's plan, he still risked asking her about it, even though he didn't have any snacks to eat.

The wind was strong. Mu Qingqing stood at the edge of the wind vent. After she heard Mo Xiaoyun's words, she asked him, "Three thousand years ago, when you drifted down to Earth from the M-122 planet, did you feel lonely?"

Mo Xiaoyun nodded.

"When those people treated you as their experimental subject, other than fear, do you hate them?" Mu Qingqing asked him again.

"I hate that feeling. Do you hate it?" Mo Xiaoyun asked her while standing a meter away from Mu Qingqing in a daze.

"Yes." I want those people to get what they deserve. Is that wrong? " Mu Qingqing had her back facing Mo Xiaoyun as she closed her eyes. She felt her heart finally calm down and could hear her own heartbeat clearly.

Mo Xiaoyun shook his head in shock, "Punishing the bad guys is definitely not wrong."

"Remember what I told you. Don't let Mo Xiaohe get involved in this." Mu Qingqing walked to the center of the airflow and followed the airflow downwards.

Mo Xiaoyun closed the cabin door at the center of the spaceship in confusion. He thought back on what Mu Qingqing had said, but she still didn't answer if it was dangerous or not. But he had to obey his master's orders, he had to watch Mo Xiaohe, even with his power, he still couldn't let him go find Mu Qingqing.

Why?

"..."

The security guard at the gate of the Mo family opened the door immediately the moment he saw Mo Xiaohe. In the middle of the night, the only son of the Mo family came home.

Uncle Jiu was the first to hear from the walkie-talkie. Soon after, the lights in the Mo Family Courtyard lit up one by one. The winding road surface was smooth and flat, as quiet as ever.

"Brat Xiaohe!" Uncle Jiu hurriedly woke up from his sleep, grabbed a jacket on the side and put it on. Blue and white cotton pajamas intertwined around Uncle Jiu's protruding stomach. His beard was raised, and he was laughing so hard that his eyes were bent.

"Uncle Jiu, it's been a year since we last met. Your stomach's gotten bigger again." Mo Xiaohe walked towards Uncle Jiu and placed his hand on Uncle Jiu's round belly.

"Stinking brat, you haven't come back for a year, yet your mouth is still as blabbering as before." When there were no outsiders in the Mo family, Uncle Jiu would not call him Young Master Mo out of curiosity. Instead, he affectionately called him Xiaohe, or perhaps Xiaohe brat.

The lights of the building opposite them suddenly turned on. Uncle Jiu looked behind Mo Xiaohe and quickly patted his shoulder. "Your dad has been worried about you. Hurry up and greet him."

"Yes." Mo Xiaohe answered in a deep tone and walked towards the stairs with big steps.

Ren Xinru went downstairs in her pajamas. Mo Liming did the same. In his hand, he grabbed an extra coat for Ren Xinru.

"Xinru, put on your clothes." Mo Liming chased after her, and only after putting on his coat did he finish counting.

"Son, you're finally back." Ren Xinru wiped away her tears and walked beside Mo Xiaohe. She held Mo Xiaohe's face with both hands and felt extremely pained. She sobbed, "This year, Mom's appetite was not good, and I couldn't sleep well. I was really worried that something might have happened to you outside."

Mo Xiaohe bent his knees and kneeled on the ground, "Dad, mom, your son is unfilial and caused you to worry."

"Hmph." Mo Liming snorted.

Ren Xinru quickly helped him up. "What are you kneeling for? Mom and Dad are just feeling sorry for their child."

"Stinking brat, if you really think you're unfilial, then this soldier won't be leaving right away." Mo Liming stood to the side, his figure was the same as when he was young, and his temper was slightly bigger.

"Shut up, your son just came back, why are you saying this?" Ren Xinru glared at him. Son, you're home so late. Have you eaten yet? Mom asked the kitchen to get you something to eat. "

"Madam, I've already sent someone to prepare it." Uncle Jiu replied with a silly smile.

Mo Liming immediately shut his mouth and stared at Mo Xiaohe, indicating that he should be more tactful and leave the army earlier.

The house reeked of alcohol. Mo Xiaohe kneeled straight and said, "Dad, Mom."

"Son, get up and speak. There is no rule in our family to speak while kneeling." The Mo family had many rules, but none of them were meant for Mo Xiaohe to kneel down and admit his mistakes. Ren Xinru helped him up.

"You, Second Uncle, sent the banner over, but your mom and I didn't open it. Damn brat, your dad and your mom are already over ten years old. What else do you want?" There was a thin layer of anger in Mo Liming's eyes.

"Mo Liming, shut up." Ren Xinru turned around and glared at him.

Mo Liming once again kept silent. There was no helping it, he had the biggest wife in the family.

"The banner your father mentioned was sent over by you, Second Uncle, some time ago. We thought it was a relic and did not dare to open it. Xiaohe, dad and mom know that you're on a mission, but these things are too dangerous. How about you consider going back to the winery? "Your dad is busy right now, so you should go home and help his family. Mom and Dad can see you often and know that you're safe, too." Ren Xinru tried to persuade Mo Xiaohe to retire, in a more tactful way than Mo Liming's.

Mo Xiaohe pressed the button to boil the water. He was also thinking about this.

Withdraw from the army?

From the moment he decided to join hands with Mo Lijun to deceive Mo Liming, he didn't seem to have thought of his own path of retreat.

When the water was ready, he pressed the button.

"Dad, the matter of the winery is not within my consideration." Mo Xiaohe opened his mouth with great difficulty. He was still unable to go against his own heart. He remembered what Second Uncle had said. In this outfit, the first thing he thought of was the country, followed by his parents, then his family and children.

"You stinking brat, did you learn bad from Second Uncle? Is that something you can say?" "Mo Liming was so angry that he was rejected by his own son. It's fine if this guy doesn't listen to him, but he doesn't even listen to his wife anymore." Didn't you hear what your mother said? "

"Xinru, don't stop me. I will definitely beat up this overbearing kid today." Mo Liming picked up the feather duster that was used to clean the dust at home.

"Mo Liming, sit down!" Ren Xinru looked at him sullenly, "What do you have to say to your son? You're already a few decades old, and yet you dare to go against your son?"

"Who told you to put your heart and soul into this brat as soon as he was born." Mo Liming took the feather duster and sat down obediently. He looked at Ren Xinru's expression and still didn't dare to touch Mo Xiaohe.

There was no helping it, the rule of the family was that everything was based on Ren Xinru's mood, the only woman father and son had to protect was her. If she wasn't happy, her whole family wouldn't be happy.

"You should also eat your son's vinegar." Ren Xinru glared at him.

"Xiaohe, Mom really doesn't want you to go on any more missions this time. It's a terrible feeling to be on tenterhooks." Ren Xinru's eyes were full of worry. In fact, considering the Mo family's circumstances, Mo Xiaohe didn't need to be a soldier to suffer such hardships.

Mo Xiaohe looked deeply at Ren Xinru. This was the first time he used a pleading gaze.

"There's only one child like you in the family. Mom and Dad only want you to be safe." Ren Xinru looked at him with a worried expression. She understood what he meant.

The light in Mo Xiaohe's eyes dimmed. His lips moved as he said: "Mom, give me some time."

After a few years of military service, he was quieter and more sensible than before. However, behind the brilliance of his body, it seemed as if he was patiently enduring some emotion.

"Fifty times through the house." Mo Liming suddenly said on the side.

"Mo Liming, are you going to torture your son? He just came back." At this moment, Ren Xinru really wanted to beat Mo Liming up. The moment she came back, she would find a job for Mo Xiaohe.

"Didn't he torture us for more than a year? You're being biased." Mo Liming held the feather duster and felt quite wronged. As a father, he couldn't hit his son in front of his wife, and he couldn't even curse at his son. He should at least give him some dignity as a father.

"Then... Son, I'll have to trouble you to copy the family rules. " Ren Xinru could not take away Mo Liming's rights as well. He had been infuriated during this period, so it was alright for him to vent out some of his anger.

"Yes, I will copy it." This way, Mo Liming's heart would feel more at ease, thus Mo Xiaohe obediently agreed.

"Right, where's the little girl? She didn't come back with you? " Ren Xinru didn't see anyone behind Mo Xiaohe. It seemed that the girl didn't come to the Mo family.

"She's still under investigation and won't be able to come over for a while." Mo Xiaohe made up an excuse for Mu Qingqing.1

"Tell Mom honestly, is this mission related to her?" Ren Xinru also knew that they had a secret code, but Mo Xiaohe couldn't fool her.

"No, I met her by accident. If it wasn't for her, I might not have been able to get out of this mission. " Mo Xiaohe continued to speak up for Mu Qingqing.

"That little girl is the future daughter-in-law of our Mo family, be nicer to her. You're a man. Don't fuss over everything with girls. Since I have chosen her, I will just have to let this one go. " Mo Liming put down the feather duster and began seriously educating Mo Xiaohe.

"I will." Mo Xiaohe had made a decision and would never change his mind.

"Xiaohe, this is Mountain Elderly Duck Soup. Eat more." Uncle Jiu personally carried the soup and dishes over and looked at him fervently.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiu." Mo Xiaohe received it with both of his hands and smiled.

"It's too late now, go to rest after eating. We can talk if you wake up tomorrow morning." Ren Xinru yawned. She could finally have a good night's peaceful sleep tonight.

Before she went upstairs, she suddenly remembered about the Mu Family and said: "Xiaohe, your daughter is getting married on Saturday, do you want to go?"

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