All the maids and aunts in the villa left before Mo Shaohui came back, so it was just Mo Shaohui and their two children.
Lu Huai finally felt better after vomiting, and he quickly stopped talking when Zaizai was about to come over.
"Zai Zai, don't come here, dirty."
Zaizai was still thinking about it, but Lu Huai quickly wiped his mouth on the tablecloth, dragged his injured foot and held the chair and table to a clean place.
"Zai Zai, let's go quickly."
Zaizai looked at the table full of food and hesitated.
Lu Huai used his trump card: "Zai Zai, when I vomited before... I accidentally vomited on the food."
Zaizai: "..."
Lu Huai took the opportunity and quickly held Zai Zai's little hand with his clean hand: "Let's go, it's getting dark. Uncle Ming should be awake. You will be worried if you can't see Zai Zai."
Zai Zai subconsciously corrected him: "I can't see Zai Zai and brother Lu Huai, not just Zai Zai."
Lu Huai was stunned for a moment, and a big question mark popped up in his mind.
Is anyone worried about him?
Mo Zi was always afraid that he would not be able to kill him.
If he wasn't still useful to the Mo family, maybe he wouldn't be alive now.
He has yin and yang eyes, but before he was raised by Mr. Mo as a human weapon, he was just a child over three years old.
What did he know then?
He doesn't understand anything.
I just want to be beaten, and I just think that I am not good enough, that I am not good enough or obedient enough...
As time passed and he got a little older, he realized that Mo Ziping didn't treat him as a son at all, or even as a human being.
No one in the Mo family regarded him as a human being.
He is just an object, something that currently has some use for the Mohists.
Zaizai saw brother Lu Huai was stunned and gently shook his hand.
"Brother Lu Huai, what's wrong with you? Aren't you going back? Although dad hasn't woken up yet, you are right. Dad will definitely be worried when he wakes up and can't see you and Zai Zai."
Zaizai's soft voice reached his ears, and the words "Dad will be worried if he can't see you and Zaizai when he wakes up" suddenly woke him up.
Yes.
His life changed. He met the Huo family, Zai Zai and Zai Zai's father.
Tiemen does not dislike him.
Even knowing that he was from the Mo family, she was still willing to help him.
Lu Huai held Zaizai's hand tightly, holding back the tears that wanted to burst out of his eyes, and raised his head and looked at the ceiling.
"Well, let's go."
Zaizai laughed and jumped up and down.
"Let's go home!"
The words "I'm going home" made the eight-year-old Lu Huai break his guard again, but he didn't dare to cry anymore because he was afraid that Zaizai would worry him.
What's there to cry about?
The catastrophe has passed, and he does not believe that his future can be more miserable and bleak than before.
He is not born a bad person, he just... wants to grow up and take revenge on Mo Ziping and the Mo family.
It's a pity that he is only eight years old. No matter how long-term he thinks, he can't do anything.
At that time, he didn't plan to live too long. What he wanted was to die together with the Mo family.
His mother is gone, the old scalper, the big yellow and the little yellow are gone. What's the point of living alone?
Zaizai, who had already jumped out of the restaurant, suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.
"Brother Lu Huai?"
The lights in the restaurant were not dazzling, but the three-and-a-half-year-old Zaizai's eyes were filled with concern, as if a needle had pierced his broken heart.
Lu Huai tried hard to hold back his tears and showed a bright smile.
"Brother Lu Huai is here."
Zaizai had already run back with a squeaking sound, and the chubby hand slapped him on the forehead.
"Brother Lu Huai, I'm sorry. It's all Zaizai's fault. Zaizai forgot that you have an injury on your foot and can't walk."
Lu Huai quickly explained: "No, it's none of Zaizai's business, it's me... Huh?"
Before he could finish his words, Zaizai had already picked him up.
He was too tall and Zaizai was too short. This hug caused Zaizai to have his head and feet touch the ground when he hugged brother Silin before.
Just as Lu Huai was about to say that he was fine, Zaizai used a little force and quickly changed his position, directly lifting him above his head.
He put his small head on Lu Huai's lower back, supported Lu Huai's back with one hand, and supported Lu Huai's legs with one hand, so that Lu Huai's legs and head were completely off the ground.
Zaizai looked at it and smiled with satisfaction.
"That's good."
Lu Huai: "..."
Zaizai walked out happily, giving instructions to Lu Huai as he walked.
"Brother Lu Huai, if you feel uncomfortable in this position for a long time, just tell Zaizai and Zaizai will change your position immediately to ensure that your head and feet will not fall to the ground."
Lu Huai: "Zai Zai, I really..."
Zaizai carried him out of the villa hall like a gust of wind, and soon arrived at the gate of the villa.
The door of the villa opened just in time, and two black cars were about to drive in, but they stopped quickly after seeing someone coming out.
Mo Shaojing thought he was dazzled when he saw Zaizai holding up a person.
He didn't get out of the car immediately, but sat in the car and rubbed his eyes.
In the car behind, Huo Chenling quickly got out of the car and ran over.
"Zai Zai!"
Seeing the child that Zaizai was holding, Huo Chenling quickly picked him up and hugged him.
"Lu Huai's leg is injured again?"
Zaizai shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, but Brother Lu Huai's leg is injured. Zaizai can walk faster by holding it up."
Huo Chenling thought of the way Zaizai lifted Lu Huai just now, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Lu Huai wanted to leave by himself, but Huo Chenling gently held him in his arms.
"Don't move. If your foot is injured, you can't just walk around. It's easy to get injured again, and the recovery will be slower."
Lu Huai: "..."
Is this the man in charge of the first family in China that Mr. Mo said was inhumane and cruel?
If he hadn't truly felt this warmth, Lu Huai would never have believed it.
His voice was a little hoarse, it was difficult to speak, and his voice was choked with sobs.
"Uncle Huo, I..."
Huo Chenling had already taken his daughter's little hand and pulled the little guy into his arms. He seemed to be choked when he heard Lu Huai's voice, thinking that he was in too much pain but did not dare to cry in front of him.
"Lu Huai, did I touch your wound?"
Zaizai hurriedly said: "Dad, Zaizai, please help Brother Lu Huai take a look."
Lu Huai's eyes turned red anxiously: "No, I'm fine, I just... I just think I can leave. Uncle Huo, I'm eight years old."
He remembered Huo Sichen telling him that Uncle Huo was very busy, and he could count on one hand the number of times he hugged him in his memory.
At that time, he thought of Mr. Mo's words over and over again, thinking about how to make Huo Sichen trust him more, and then how to deal with the Huo family.
Now he really felt Uncle Huo's concern and nervousness towards him, and wished he could go back in time. He wanted to slap himself hard at that time.
Even if you don't take any action, just having that thought won't do.
Obviously everyone in the Huo family is so nice!
It's obviously those people from the Mo family who deserve to be cut to pieces!
Regret, shame, hatred and other emotions instantly filled his whole brain. Lu Huai could only apologize subconsciously and kept saying "I'm sorry, sorry". In his last consciousness, he heard Zaizai's anxious shouts and Uncle Huo holding him tightly. The sound of him running.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he couldn't help but think that maybe he had burned incense in his previous life and met such a good Huo family in this life.
He doesn't deserve it!
real!
[The author has something to say: Happy weekend, dear kids, let’s go to the Mo family together! 】
