The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

"Dr. Xie, you can't be so greedy, right?" Fei Nanluo's teary mole at the corner of his eye showed a bit sharply.

Xie Xize smiled: "Greedy? Is the mother who is greedy for my son called greedy?"

Fei Nanluo: "..."

Xie Xize: "This is called a long-distance reunion, a broken mirror!"

...

After Mo Yanyang escaped from Xiuluochang, he went straight to her shop.

On the way, Mo Yan Yang asked La Tiao.

"Baby, what will happen to you if your father is not dead?"

"Then it's not dead!"

"Will you...want to go with him?"

"Will he cook as delicious as you?"

"Certainly not."

"Does he have you but no money?"

"Um... I'm relatively poor."

"Does he have an unintelligent head like you?"

"First of all, mom is not stupid, mom is just an ordinary person."

"So, a stinky man who doesn't know how to cook, doesn't need me to help him make money, and doesn't need me to take care of him, do I need to go with him?"

The corners of Mo Yanyang's lips raised little by little, and his smiling face was like a blooming sunflower in the autumn morning breeze, brilliant and bright.

Mo Yanyang didn't treat La Tiao as an ordinary child, he should already know the relationship between Xie Xize and him.

But La Tiao never asked her, this child has always considered her a lot.

La Tiao scratched Mo Yanyang's waist behind his back: "Mom, that Uncle Xie, don't be too afraid of him, he won't beat you."

Mo Yanyang: "Hey, that's because you don't know him, he... Forget it... Don't mention him, mention him, my back is cold..."

Turning into the small street, Mo Yanyang saw him from a distance, and it was more than 30 meters away from their shop, surrounded by many people and police cars.

Mo Yanyang wondered, could something happen again?

Grandma Wang, who sells fried dough sticks at the entrance of the street, stopped Mo Yan Yang, "Yang Yang, don't open the door today, go home, you are dead."

Mo Yanyang was shocked: "Dead? Who died..."

"It's just a fool who wanders on our street all day, hey, he is also a poor man, half of his body was put into the trash can, and he probably died like that when he was eating..."

What else will Grandma Wang say later, Mo Yanyang couldn't hear her clearly, the fool's face that was always dirty and invisible, and his eyes that were always bright...

La Tiao was shocked, because in his memory, the fool was still alive when he left Jinchuan in his last life.

Today is really a messy day.

Mo Yanyang walked to his store and saw that Xiao Chu had arrived, standing in a daze in front of the store.

Around the trash cans were circled. The police were investigating the scene and taking photos. The forensic doctor was checking. Mo Yanyang saw the stiff feet of the fool lying on the stretcher while the figure was shaking.

Mo Yanyang turned around and took the spicy strips into his arms: "It's okay, don't look, don't be afraid, mother is..."

La Tiao raised her trembling little hand and patted Mo Yanyang's back: "Mom, I am not afraid. Don't shake me when you hold me?"

Suddenly his shoulders were held by the hands that had been strong, and Mo Yanyang heard Xie Xize's voice: "Go to the store."

Mo Yanyang felt that she was calm all at once, and Xie Xize's words made her suddenly calm.

She took out the key from her bag to open the door.

La Tiao raised her head and glared at Xie Xize: "I haven't seen it. Is my mother very scared? At this time, if you don't comfort me, what use is it for you?"

Xie Xize picked up the spicy strips: "I'm useless, why did you come here?"

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