Chapter 49 Mo Haoyue returns to the village

After Mo Haoyue left, Wang Fen lay in Liu Baoguo's arms, crying heartbreakingly, "Why didn't he believe it? Why did he just leave?"

Liu Baoguo looked at Wang Fen and comforted her, "Okay, he may not be able to accept it for the time being. Give him some time. He still needs to go back to confirm it."

"Brother Bai, thank you very much. If he comes over again, you can take him directly to my house."

Mo Haoyue now thinks that he has a wife, but his wife is in class, so he can go back to the Western-style building, prepare dinner and wait for Mi Xia to come home.

"Dad, we're back." Zhang Xiaobao would eat lunch and take a nap in the Xiaoyanglou every day, and would return to the courtyard at night.

Because Mo Haoyue was here, it was not convenient for Liu Zhaodi to come over, so she went to pick up the two children and sent them to the Western-style building, and then she returned to the courtyard.

If you didn't know, you would have thought they were a family of four. After dinner, Mo Haoyue patiently told stories to the two children, played games with them, and waited until they fell asleep before going to look for Mi Xia.

In the space, Mi Xia was lying leisurely on the sofa.

Mo Haoyue: "Wife wants to tell you something. After sending you to school today, I will go to Bai Weidong's house. First, I want to thank them for saving Zhang Xiaoyu, and second, I want to ask them how to open a store."

"As a result, a couple said that the boy was their son, and the boy they saw in your school was their younger brother."

Mo Haoyue talked about what happened to Wang Fen again. Not to mention Mo Haoyue himself, even Mi Xia felt a little dreamy. Such a bloody thing happened on TV, and she could only see it if it was told.

"What are you going to do, admit it or not?"

Mo Haoyue looked at Mi Xia with confusion.

Mi Xia: "It doesn't matter, you can recognize me if you want. You can support us by yourself. Besides, when the situation allows, I will let you be the husband of the richest man in the country."

"So, it depends on what you think. If you want to recognize them, you will have an extra pair of parents who love you. If you don't want to recognize them, then we won't recognize them, and we won't rely on them for anything."

Mo Haoyue hugged Mi Xia tightly in his arms, "It's great to have you as my wife."

Mi Xia said proudly: "That's right, it's your blessing to have you."

Mo Haoyue: "I will go back to my hometown in the afternoon and pick them up to meet them. Don't worry, I will not bring them here. I will let them stay in the guesthouse after I pick them up."

Mi Xia: "Be more careful, I'll prepare something for you to eat on the train."

He knew that his wife had just started school and it would have a bad impact if she asked for leave, but he was still very sad as he had to be separated from his wife and daughter again.

Watching Mi Xia prepare food for him, he felt warm in his heart.

In the afternoon, Mo Haoyue sent Mi Xia to school and left, boarding the train back home.

A few days later, in Mojia Village, Mo Haoyue was carrying some food and walking towards the Mojia Village.

Passerby A: "Haoyue is back."

Mo Haoyue: "Yes, uncle, come back to see mom and dad."

Passerby B: "Your parents are in the field. I'll go and call them back for you."

"Thank you, Auntie. Thank you for your hard work."

Mo Haoyue took out an apple and handed it to her. The woman happily ran to call for help.

As soon as Mo Haoyue arrived in the yard, his nephews and nieces also ran back.

Qiqi said, "Hello, Fourth Uncle."

Mo Haoyue grabbed a handful of candy from his pocket and handed it to them, "Share it."

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle." After saying that, he ran away.

These children like Mo Haoyue very much, because every time he comes back, he will bring them delicious food. At home, not to mention the delicious food, their grandmother will beat them if they eat one more bite of food.

Mo Haoyue took the things in his hand and put them on the table. There were two cans of malted milk, a pound of White Rabbit milk candy, two pounds of peach cakes, two pounds of white sugar and two boxes of honey.

When Xu Cuihua (Mo Haoyue's mother) and Old Man Mo came back, they saw the things on the table and smiled so much that wrinkles on their faces were piled up.

"Dong'er is back." Xu Cuihua's voice arrived before she even showed up.

Mo Haoyue: "Well, I came back this time specifically to ask you something."

Xu Cuihua's body tensed up. She had many sons, but this was the only one she could be proud of. She felt guilty and forced herself to pretend nothing had happened: "What's the matter that requires you to come back specially?"

"Mom, is 놖 your biological son?"

"Yes, you are my mother's son. She went through so much hardship to carry you for many months. Which nagging old woman is trying to sow discord between you and me?" Xu Cuihua was so angry. Although he was not her own son, she had raised him with all her heart.

"Mom!" Mo Haoyue looked at Xu Cuihua angrily, and Xu Cuihua immediately shut up.

Although Xu Cuihua usually shows off her power, if Mo Haoyue is really angry, she dare not say a word.

Mo Haoyue: "Dad, you say."

Old Man Mo: "How do you know that? You are not really close to your mother."

"They have come to look for you. You are not an ungrateful person. If you take care of me, I will take care of you when you grow old."

When Old Man Mo heard Mo Haoyue say this, he did not hide anything and told him everything about the matter.

Old Man Mo and Liu Baoguo said they were exactly the same; he really was their son.

"Son, you won't recognize them and abandon your mother, right?" Xu Cuihua hugged Mo Haoyue and started crying.

She had raised this child from childhood, so how could she not have feelings for him? Besides, he was successful now, so even if she didn't give all the allowance to him, it was still five dollars a month.

Mo Haoyue is her face. Who wouldn't envy her for raising a good son? If she really didn't care about them, none of her children would be able to show off.

Even if they didn't starve to death, they couldn't live such a comfortable life. Five dollars a month could buy so many good things. Thinking of this, Xu Cuihua cried even harder.

Mo Haoyue felt a headache from crying. Old Man Mo saw that his son was frowning and was afraid that he was getting impatient.

He looked at Xu Cuihua with dark eyes: "Shut up, what are you arguing about? When did my son say he didn't care about us anymore?"

Not only was Xu Cuihua not frightened by Old Man Mo, but she asked happily, "Son, you won't ignore me and your father, will you?"

Mo Haoyue nodded helplessly and said, "You and Dad go and meet them."

Xu Cuihua: "Okay, if you don't ignore us, whatever you say is what you mean. Go pack your luggage now."

After Xu Cuihua left, Mo Haoyue looked at Old Man Mo and thought to himself, if Xu Cuihua had been nicer to Mi Xia, it would have been great. Mi Xia was kind-hearted and would definitely take them to the capital to enjoy the happiness of family life.

When he thought about it, if Xu Cuihua hadn't been torturing her, Mi Xia wouldn't be here now. For a moment, he didn't know how to treat Xu Cuihua.

Old Man Mo asked about his recent situation, and then Xu Cuihua came in carrying a large bag.

"Son, everything is packed." Xu Cuihua was thinking about going to Beijing, which is the capital. She wanted to live there for a few months, come back and tell the villagers about it, and make them envious.