I Wish Mo All the Best

After staying in the hospital for nearly two hours, I didn't ask a word about the day's affairs, and it was all about coming to accompany my friends.

The silence was almost gone, and Mai Dacong woke up again.

After a short sleep, he was in a much better state of mind. He didn't wait to ask quietly. He took the initiative to tell the story of the day.

The old man's memory is a bit confusing, and some things are not clear, but he still has an impression of how he was taken down.

"I don't know how to be so intricate, I just got up and drunk in the middle of the night, hey! Looking at the black shadow by the inner window, I'll go there, I'm disappointed, I don't accept it. Fighting the world with bare hands."

"Did you see who beat you?" Qian Mo asked.

Mai Dacong shook his head, and this dangling pain caused his teeth to hurt and hurt his head.

"No, but I think that figure looks like a woman. It's not my uncle who is blowing you. It's also because I've practiced it. I'm still fighting with her twice. It's time to change someone else."

Although he was beaten and injured in the end, he didn't survive.

Sesame oil rarely missed him and nodded in agreement, "Yes, my dad is the most powerful."

"That is." Mai Dacong was smug.

"By the way, I caught the thief and had to beat your dad. I beat her up. I didn't learn well at the young age. I did not do anything to pry the door and lock the door. It seemed that stealing that thing would make me rich."

Listening to Mai Dacong's tone seems to regard this as an ordinary burglary, rather than deliberately seeking revenge.

I want to come too. Mai Dacong has been washing his hands for so many years. The biggest "grievance" every day is nothing more than playing chess with a few old men in the Hutong. Who stole the chess, who robbed the square dance partner...

"But girl, go back and order some safes in our house to see if there are a few things. There are all the mountains and rivers that your dad and I laid for you. If I am gone, you will put all your passbooks to save your name and password. Yes, Emma, ​​what's the password?"

Mai Dacong rubbed his head with embarrassment, he was beaten so badly that he couldn't remember.

Sesame with tears pouting him, "Who is rare, you are the three melons and jujubes, keep them well, and wait until you go back to take care of yourself, I'm too lazy to worry."

Back home, the first thing to be silent was to call her dad.

"Silent, what's the matter?" Chen Baichuan's voice was a little breathy, the background was a little noisy, and his heart was warm.

My father must have been in the workshop and saw that her phone was worried about the bad signal and ran out all the way.

This was the case many times before, but she rarely paid attention to these details.

Parents' kindness is silent, and it is inevitable to ignore it on weekdays.

The scene of sesame oil hiding in the water room crying made Qian Mo feel very unpleasant, coupled with the emotional sensitivity during pregnancy, he heard his father gasping, and his eyes were a little hot.

"It's okay, just miss you."

It's a terrible thing that the child wants to raise and not to kiss. The misfortunes of others can easily resonate with oneself.

Today, I miss her dad.

"..." There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone. Chen Baichuan was careful. "Silence...are you okay? Have you quarreled with Xiaohei?"

"No ah."

"Then what are you doing here in this scary thing!" Chen Baichuan raised his voice with confidence.

This rugged father's love made Qian Mo suffocate back the sadness that finally rose, and smiled.

"You old man, you have to make me yell at you every day, are you comfortable? You have been carrying my mother drinking and hiding private money recently."

"How do you know!!!" Chen Baichuan's voice increased, realizing that Mu Mianmian, who was not far away, was looking over, quickly turned around and covered the microphone to lower the voice, "Dare you shake me out, be careful I beat you!"

With a crackling noise, Chen Baichuan realized that he was fooled.

He laughed and scolded, how his daughter seemed to be like Xiaohuatou.

"Dad, I listen to you. You haven't concealed my mom's secret money recently. You don't give me a sealing fee. I'm going to make a small report." Qian Mo deliberately teased him.

"Huh! You girl is more and more not a thing. Your mother sees the money tighter than the belt of the pants. How many can I save? Not your uncle, carrying his daughter-in-law and letting his son write down payment He bought a house by his name, so he was afraid to leave the room with me if his daughter-in-law suspected it. Your mother hates these methods most, so don’t tell me."

The complicated family conflicts of the old Chen family were too lazy to be bothered, and the family's mutual precautions were not too tiring.

Qian Mo was unwilling to listen to these pickled things. The in-laws and their sons guarded against the daughter-in-law of surnames, and they seemed to speak more gloriously.

"You are less involved in these broken things, and look back on the east window. You helped the storehouse book, and you can't be better. The sister-in-law found you had to sit at our door and scold you."

Qian Mo urged Dad a few words, then hung up the phone, raised his eyes, Yu Changmo did not know when to return, stood by the door and did not know how long he listened.

"Frighten me, are you a mouse?" There was no movement.

"Little housekeeper." Xiaohe likes to look at her domineering little face of her housekeeper and pinches her nose.

"Does Mai Dacong gain anything?"

"There are no valuable clues, but I think sesame oil is so sad to think of the old man in my family, and the result is that you also heard the call. This old man, don't worry, help others hide things, hide—"

Talking halfway silently, suddenly stopped abruptly, seemed to think of something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

"Husband, you said it is possible, our first thought was wrong? Sesame dad didn't get revenge at all, but he had something that the other party wanted!"

Yu Changmo questioned this hypothesis, "Do you suspect that your uncle colluded with those people?"

She shook her head silently, and her dad gave her new ideas.

"I chatted with my uncle today. It seems that he didn’t know the inside story. It may also be that the uncle inadvertently hid something for others. He didn’t know that the thing is very important. Now those people have to take things back... "

Her dad discovered the sesame oil, and then he started.

As for why the boss of the road started, it is temporarily unknown, but this idea is more reliable than seeking revenge.

"Is that thing in my uncle's house~www.NovelMTL.com~ or has it been taken away? What would this "stuff" that shocked the level of the Lushang Card?" Yu Chang asked silently.

Silently shook his head.

She had a hunch that when the boss got off the car and walked through the overpass, there must be important information. As long as she can crack it, perhaps these doubts can be solved.

"If the boss can contact me, it's easy to do. One phone can explain things innocently, just send a WeChat..." she was whimsical.

"Someone must be watching her and it is inconvenient to get out. She is basically a second-hand over there now. It's an awkward position."

The first hand will pull the three or four handles, beware of the second hand, the second hand is a sandwich biscuit, the two ends are inflated, it looks like the scenery, but it is difficult to walk, and you have to pull it down if you are not careful.

The same is true not only for enterprise management, but also for black roads.

"Yeah, someone monitored her, boss-ah, I understand." Qian Mo slapped her head and she found the answer.

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