Spoil You All Your Life

October 1st.

Mo Zimu wanted to send Shi Zixian, Shi Baicheng, and Tan Xueer to the airport, but everyone stopped him.

Tan Xueer looked at Mo Zimu and said, "Don't go, how can we take care of ourselves?"

"Yeah, Mu Mu, don't go." Shi Baicheng also stopped Mo Zimu with a word.

Shi Zixian reached out and patted Mo Zimu on the shoulder, "Be good, obedient."

As soon as he was about to get in the car, Shi Zixian turned around and pulled Mo Zimu aside, "Before you leave tomorrow, call me to report. Also, bring a few more clothes and take pictures of the cold at night. Don’t play or eat. , Can’t play dangerous activities, come back quickly after watching your colleague’s parents."

"haha okay."

"Mobile phones are not allowed to leave you."

"it is good."

"You have to answer my phone, don't be annoying me."

Mo Zimu nodded, "Okay."

"and also......"

"Also, don't be too tired, don't be too busy to ignore your body, don't forget that there are children from Shi Jinyan waiting for me at home."

Shi Zixian chuckled, "I remember clearly."

"How many times have you read it, I still can't remember. Okay, go, parents are waiting." Mo Zimu pulled Shi Zixian and walked towards the car, "Don't worry, I'll be a mother. , Not a minor, so hurry up and get in the car."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"Be careful on the road and take care of your parents."

"know."

After Shi Zixian left, Mo Zimu and Lin Yingzi walked into the house together. Mo Zimu asked casually, "Grandma, grandpa, shouldn't you go this time?"

"He said it was uncomfortable to fly by plane, and that he was getting older, so I think the ‘people’ in Jingli can also understand it."

"Ok."

In the evening, Mo Zimu coaxed Haoshi Jinyan to sleep. As soon as he sat under the bed, Shi Zixian called.

"Hey."

"Wife, are you asleep?"

"Just arrived at *. Are you still outside?"

Shi Zixian seems to have gone further, "There is a party. It will take a while to end."

"Drink less wine."

"Hmm. Is Se Yan okay?"

"he has slept."

Although a little bit reluctant, but considering the environment is not suitable to say more, Shi Zixian ended the call, "You go to sleep, I'm back to the meeting place, tomorrow... I really don't want you to go that far.

"Okay, don't worry, go ahead, I'm asleep."

"Goodnight, wife."

October 2nd, at noon, Y city airport.

Shi Changrong's guard Lu Li carried Mo Zimu's luggage and drove her to the airport. When the boss and his old colleagues saw Mo Zimu coming, they smiled and greeted her.

"Sister Mu, here comes."

"Well, here we are, let's take a look at the scenery of Yunnan with everyone."

Bai Qian walked up to Mo Zimu and smiled very gently, "I'm really happy that you can go together. I'm waiting for today. I've been waiting for a long time."

Mo Zimu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why, do you know that I will definitely go to Yunnan?"

"No, no, no, I don't mean that. I mean, I can work with you."

"Say it in advance, I'm not going to work." Mo Zimu smiled, "Don't you tell me to travel, why? You want me to work again? If that's the case, I will go back to the house right now, this case You are all in charge, I don't want to interfere."

"Good good, count me wrong."

At 12:15, the plane took off on time.

On the plane to Yunnan.

Because it was a foreign case, two planners were required as usual. McDull took the initiative to follow Mo Zimu because of Mo Zimu's visit. On the plane, the two people just sat together.

"Sister Mu, you go, the major general agrees?"

"I don't want it in my heart, but he respects me very much. Besides, my purpose is not to travel, mainly to see Mozi's parents."

McDull asked, "Mozi's parents are in Yunnan? Aren't they in W City?"

"Moved." Mo Zimu lowered his seat and continued, "I called and didn't know the reason. I always didn't talk over there, many times."

"Not speaking? Could it be that the line signal is bad."

"It's fine if the cell phone says the signal is bad. How can the landline phone have a bad signal?"

Mo Zimu frowned slightly, remembering the first time Shi Zixian called her contact number:

【"Hello."

"Hello, may I ask, is this Su Junmo's house?"

"I am his mother, may I ask, who are you?"

"I am his friend, my name is Mo Zimu. May I ask..."

"Beep—Beep—Beep—"]

After that time, Mo Zimu called, either no one answered, or no one was connected. She didn't know why people hung up when they heard that she was'Mo Zimu'. She was not a devil. , Do you need to escape her like this?

McDull thought for a while and looked at Mo Zimu, "I will go with you to see Mozi's parents."

"Let’s see if Bai Qian needs your help. After all, it’s a case outside of the city. We can’t handle the happy event for the newcomers because we don’t cooperate in all aspects."

"it is good."

Yunnan Province, Diqing Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture, Weixi Li (su) Autonomous County.

After more than four hours' drive, Mo Zimu and Zhizi and a group of elderly people finally came to their destination. Many people were impressed by the scenery different from the big cities and took pictures.

Bai Qian walked to Mo Zimu's side and smiled, "Let's go, see where you live is not satisfied?"

"Oh, do you really consider me to travel? Hey, McDull, help me lift my luggage into the room, so I won't go in." Mo Zimu gave the bag to McDull, looked at Bai Qian, and smiled, "You Go ahead, I have something to do."

"Huh?" Bai Qian looked at Mo Zimu in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"Seeing the two elders, don't worry about me, go ahead."

What else Bai Qian wanted to say, Mo Zimu had already left.

"Hey." Bai Qian caught up with Mo Zimu who was a few meters away. "Where are you going? I'm not familiar with this place. I'll stay with you."

"Are you familiar?"

"No, this is the first time."

"In this case, you are also a stranger. Besides, your time as the chief planner is very precious now, do you still have a leisurely stroll with me?"

"I don't worry about you."

Mo Zimu smiled and said, "There is nothing to worry about, you can go to work."

"but......"

Mo Zimu smiled and looked at Bai Qian.

"Well, then you should pay more attention to your safety and call me if you have something to do."

"Ok."

Looking at the Susu people on the road, Mo Zimu was in a light mood. The women he saw in his eyes were wearing embroidered tops and linen skirts, decorated with red and white beads, corals, shells and other ornaments. The ethnic style is strong. Men's linen coat with short coat, left waist knife and right waist bag. Walking on the street, I feel that the air is full of fresh factors, and I take a breath, it is refreshing.

After asking many locals, Mo Zimu still couldn't find the place where Su Junmo's parents lived. Later, he finally met a young man who knew Chinese in front of a small stall.

"Excuse me, do you know where this place is?"

The young man replied to Mo Zimu in unskilled Mandarin, "There, it's a little far from here."

Mo Zimu looked at the young man in surprise, "You know?"

"Ok."

"Excuse me, can you take me? I have been searching for a long time, and they can't understand me."

The young man looked at his stall, then looked at a woman next to him, said a few words to her in Yi language of the Tibetan-Burman language, turned his head and looked at Mo Zimu, "Okay, I will take you there."

In order to express his gratitude, Mo Zimu bought a few small accessories from the stall and followed the young man forward...

About twenty minutes later, Mo Zimu stood in front of a Susu family's Zhumie house.

"This is where you are looking."

"Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome. Go knock on the door, I'll go back first."

"sorry to bother you."

After the young man left, Mo Zimu walked to the door and knocked on the door lightly. No one answered, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

After a while, a voice came from inside, "Who?"

"Excuse me, is Uncle Su here?" Mo Zimu asked again.

The bamboo stick gate was pushed open with a creak from inside. A middle-aged woman wearing a Han costume stood in the gate looking at Mo Zimu, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, may I ask, are you Su Junmo's mother?"

The woman was visibly startled, "You are..."

Because of the memory of the phone being rejected, Mo Zimu left an eye on him, "I am his college classmate."

"Oh, are you looking for him?"

A male voice came from inside, "Who?"

"Jun Mo's college classmate."

"How can someone speak outside the house? Get someone in."

Hearing the voice inside, Su Junmo's mother invited Mo Zimu into the house, "Look at me, but forgot to invite you in, girl, come in."

Seeing the furnishings in the room, Mo Zimu felt that Su Junmo’s parents are Han ethnicity, and the furnishings in the room are arranged in her familiar way, and the clothes his parents wear are modern. The style does not make her feel out of place.

"Girl, are you Jun Mo's college classmate?"

Mo Zimu looked at the charitable father Su Junmo and nodded, "Yes, uncle."

"Girl, drink tea."

"Thank you auntie."

Su Junmo's father looked at Mo Zimu, "Jun Mo is not at home now."

"I know, he went abroad to collect, right?"

Su Junmo's parents glanced at each other, and his mother nodded and said, "Ah, yeah, I went abroad to collect fashion."

"Excuse me, which country does Mozi go to? Has his phone changed?" Mo Zimu looked at the furnishings in the room, his eyes finally fell into the eyes of Su Junmo's father, "Can you contact him now? "

"This... he... has changed his number. We can't contact him now." Su Junmo's father held a medical book and turned his face slightly, Mo Zimu couldn't see it. Clear the light in his eyes, just listen to him ask her, "Girl, what's your name."

Mo Zimu was about to speak, and saw with sharp eyes that there was a string of mahogany beads hanging on the wall of bamboo strips in an open door, "That..."

Mo Zimu put down the tea cup, walked slowly into the room, took the Buddhist beads from the wall, and looked at it carefully.

"Girl?" Su Junmo's mother followed Mo Zimu into the room.

"Auntie." Mo Zimu looked at Su Junmo's mother, "Don't lie to me, Mo Zi, what is going on?"

Su Junmo's mother trembled and looked at Mo Zimu's determined gaze, unable to speak.

"Girl, are you..." Su Junmo's father stood at the door of the room, looking at Mo Zimu, his palm shaking lightly.

"Yes, I am Mo Zimu."

Su Junmo's mother quickly grabbed Mo Zimu's hand, "Miss Mo, hurry up, leave here, hurry up."

Mo Zimuxuan said, "Auntie, tell me, what happened? Where did Mozi go? Why are you moving? Why don't you answer my call? Why do you want me to leave?"