At the dinner table, in order to convince everyone that she really wanted to eat chicken and drink chicken soup, Mo Ziwan was not polite. Contrary to her usual polite behavior, she ate half more chicken than usual, and even drank the chicken soup. A bowl full. Z.br>
After eating, he touched his rounded belly and said, "The chicken is so delicious."
Seeing the satisfied look on Mo Ziwan's face, Yu Silian's eyes also filled with satisfaction, "If you like it, I'll let Granny Chen stew it for you next time."
Mo Ziwan narrowed her eyes and agreed, "Yeah, I'll eat it next time."
After dinner, before the ground class started in the evening, Mo Ziyuan couldn't wait to ask Han Shuxian about the oven, "Daddy, can you make a barbecue oven?"
Han Shuxian put his big hand on Mo Ziwan's head, "When did Ziwan become a little glutton?"
Well! Mo Ziwan was stunned by Han Shuxian's words, and she wanted to say: It's not just to make money!
But I can't say that. All I can say is admitting that I am a little glutton, "Barbecue is delicious."
"It's delicious, it's delicious." Han Shuxian looked into the black and white eyes with seriousness. "If you can make it, just wait with peace of mind. When it's baked, don't forget me, your godfather!"
Mo Ziyuan turned around and hugged Han Shuxian, "I will grill meat for my godfather, my godmother will also eat it, and my brother and sister will also eat it." Hug the thighs and stuff, it really tastes good!
But before the barbecue and luncheon meat workshops were built, Mo Ziwan was taken to the academy by Han Shuxian, along with Han Chunlin and Murong Qingyuan.
On the morning of the visit, Song Nanzhi got up earlier than usual, and was very busy when she got up. First, she cooked rice, porridge, and steamed eggs. Knowing that Wan Wan liked to eat lunch meat, she also took some lunch meat that she had prepared last night. The luncheon meat was roasted on the shoveled fire. After the luncheon meat was roasted, I stir-fried some cabbage and mixed it with shredded radish.
After everything was put on the table, he turned back to the kitchen to prepare the face wash and mouthwash. After everything was ready, he turned around and asked Mo Ziwan and Murong Qingyuan to get up.
Murong Qingyuan got up on his own, so he didn't need to worry about Song Nanzhi. After entering Mo Ziwan's room, Song Nanzhi walked softly to the bedside, touched Mo Ziwan's little face with his rough hands, and shouted softly: "Wanwan, get up." !」
Mo Ziyuan was sleeping soundly when she felt a voice calling her in her ears. She opened her eyes drowsily and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Grandma!"
"Good boy, get up! You have to go to school today, so you can't be late." Song Nanzhi said softly.
Mo Ziwan tried her best to open her eyes, but her eyelids refused to close and said, "Grandma, I want to sleep again."
Normally, Song Nanzhi would definitely have accepted her, but he couldn't delay going to school, so he said softly: "Your godfather will be here to pick you up in a moment."
After hearing Song Nanzhi's words, Mo Ziwan had no choice but to sit up with her eyes closed. Seeing her sitting up, Song Nanzhi quickly brought her clothes and put them on for her.
It was too early, so sleepy that Mo Ziwan could fall asleep even while sitting, letting Song Nanzhi dress her.
While waiting to put on her clothes and shoes, Song Nanzhi was heartbroken that she had woken up so early, so he carried her directly to the kitchen. When she got there, she couldn't bear to wake her up and shouted, "Wanwan, go rinse your mouth first. It's ready. Grandma will help you wash your face."
Although Mo Ziwan was still sleepy, she was much more awake than when she was just in bed. She got down and rubbed her eyes vigorously, trying to wake herself up. Then she picked up the willow branch dipped in salt and put it on the bowl. He took the bowl and walked to the backyard.
After rinsing her mouth and then entering the house, Mo Ziwan was completely awake. She put down the bowl she washed by the well and put it aside. Then she turned around and went out to wash her face. The cotton towel and water for washing her face were prepared by Song Nanzhi, and they were in the room. Waiting for her next to him, he was supposed to help her wash her face.
But after she woke up, Mo Ziwan no longer needed help. She rolled up her sleeves and reached into the washbasin to start washing her face.
After washing her face, eating, and rinsing her mouth, after everything was done and Han Shuxian hadn't come yet, Mo Ziwan said, "Brother Qingyuan, let's go wait for our godfather."
Murong Qingyuan nodded: "Okay." After saying that, he took Mo Ziwan's hand and prepared to go out.
When Mo Tingyu got up early, he also fumbled to put on his clothes and got out of bed, and accompanied Song Nanzhi.
After eating breakfast for two days, they waited for Han Shuxian to pick them up.
When they met, the two of them were going to wait at Han's house. Mo Tingyu said, "It's the same as waiting at home. Your godfather will come after dinner."
Murong Qingyuan said: "Grandpa, if Uncle Han leaves, we will be delayed for a while, not to mention that we will have to take a detour. We have to go over there anyway. It would be better to wait in the past. We might bump into each other on the way."
Mo Ziyuan also meant the same thing, and nodded: "Let's go over and wait, so my godfather doesn't have to make an extra trip. Grandpa, don't worry, it's not far."
Song Nanzhi didn't say anything about waiting in the room, he just said, "I'll send you there."
"Grandma, don't you still have luncheon meat to pack? You don't need to give it to us." Mo Ziwan said.
Mo Ziyuan said it lightly, but she never thought that in the past four years, if they had not had to go out to do the work in the fields, Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu would not want to miss her for a moment, and they would like to hang her on themselves.
Now she has to go to the county school. Although it's not far away, after entering the school, she can only go home after school in the middle of the afternoon. She won't be able to see her in the meantime, so she can't rest assured.
"The luncheon meat is all ready. It doesn't take much effort to pack it up. I won't be too late to come back and pack it after I deliver you to you."
Seeing that she insisted on sending it away, Mo Ziwan knew that she was worried that she would not be able to see him, so he followed her wishes and held her hand, "Don't worry, grandma, I will obey my godfather's words."
When Song Nanzhi heard Mo Ziwan's words, she couldn't bear the soreness in her eyes anymore. Going to school was obviously a happy thing, but she just couldn't bear to part with it. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe off her glasses, "Grandma knows that my Wanwan is obedient. ” Then he warned: “If anything happens, you should ask your godfather. If your godfather is not here, you should follow your brother Chunlin and brother Qingyuan closely.”
"Yes, I understand." Mo Ziyuan nodded in agreement.
After admonishing Mo Ziwan, she began to exhort Murong Qingyuan, "Qingyuan, your sister Wanwan has never gone out to play since she was a child. She is still young and a girl. You must take good care of your sister when she enters the school. You must not let her go." Someone bullied her."
Murong Qingyuan listened to what he had said a few days ago and responded patiently: Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of sister Wanwan. "
Not only that, but Song Nanzhi took the initiative to talk about what she was worried about, "I will always stay with sister Wanwan. If she wants to go to the toilet, I will take her to Uncle Han's residence. I will definitely not let her and others touch."
Murong Qingyuan's words obviously relieved Song Nanzhi's biggest worry. His eyes, which were still red just now, now curled up with satisfaction, "With you taking care of your sister, I feel relieved."
