Chapter 22 Jinjiang First Release Two-in-One
Experimental Middle School started school on August 31st, and the summer vacation lasted for more than a month. Li Zhuo spent the first half of the month at home diligently doing summer homework for various subjects.
From time to time, he would check the new messages in the class group to see them joking around, while he would remain silent, only popping up to reply a word or two when he was tagged.
In the middle of the process, he received an invitation from Director Guan, who took the initiative to invite him to visit his home during the summer vacation. It just so happened that he had a son who was about the same age as Li Zhuo, and said that they could play together.
Li Zhuo politely declined this.
Regarding the Li family, after returning from summer camp, Li Zhuo received a call from his mother, Ms. Lu, and Li Huachuan's voice could be faintly heard in the background.
The previous conversation with Ms. Lu mostly revolved around his life, but when the phone came to Li Huachuan, the atmosphere suddenly turned into a question-and-answer session like a work report.
Ask him how Experimental Middle School is?
Li Zhuo said it was okay.
Ask him if he is still keeping up with his studies?
Li Zhuo said it was okay.
She asked him if he needed anything and told him to tell her what he needed. Her tone seemed to hope that Li Zhuo would take the initiative to mention that he would be back for summer vacation, but Li Zhuo said that he didn't need anything.
Li Huachuan misunderstood that Li Zhuo was still angry, so he deliberately answered like this. After a moment of silence, the phone returned to Ms. Lu's hands again.
After chatting about some family matters, the call ended in an atmosphere that was neither harmonious nor cold.
Later, we called each other again before school started. We talked a little more than before, but it was nothing more than the usual greetings.
The monthly living expenses still arrive on time at the beginning of the month, and the accompanying messages have never stopped.
June is [Summer is coming, remember to drink water.] July and August are shorter, so let him have fun at summer camp in July. August is the shortest, with only two words: transferred.
In July and August, perhaps because we took into account that summer vacation would cost more than usual, or perhaps for some other unknown reasons, the cost of living suddenly increased.
It changed from 30,000 to 60,000 and 80,000.
For Li Zhuo, he had no chance to spend a penny of the money. He was not materialistic, otherwise he would not have lived so comfortably in the unfinished house before.
Mo Liang prepared meals precisely every day, with a combination of meat and vegetables, and nutritional balance. Daily necessities and clothes were also purchased by Mo Liang for him.
He watched the money in his card increase day by day, and before he knew it, he had saved up more than 200,000 yuan, almost catching up with the savings of an ordinary small family.
With this money in hand, Li Zhuo became generous.
In the last ten days of summer vacation, after completing the summer homework of all subjects and buying several sets of previous years' test papers, Li Zhuo took the initiative to suggest for the first time to go to the nearby ancient town for a few days.
Of course, with Mo Liang.
There was a scenic spot along the way that required additional tickets to continue visiting. Li Zhuo bought tickets for two people in advance and also bought two expensive ice creams at the snack stand nearby.
Mo Liang looked very happy at that time, he even ate the ice cream wrapper.
He looked so pleased that his child had grown up. He praised him all the way there and continued to praise him on the way back.
Li Zhuo had to stop his praise, which had already overflowed, and said that he actually didn't like the way he praised himself, and it was so fake.
That "alien" really didn't understand humans. He was silent for a few seconds, and no one knew what he was doing. Then he started to refute Li Zhuo's statement.
"No, you really like it. Your micro-expressions show joy, and your hormones are all rising... Hey, why did you leave? I won't say anything more."
In the bustling scenic area, on the arch bridge, Li Zhuo was holding the hand tightly by a young man with a smile on his face.
"There are too many people here. Hold on to me and don't let go. Otherwise, what if I get kidnapped by another human?"
"But don't be afraid. No matter where you are, I can find you by following your scent..."
Li Zhuo thought, how could this be possible? He wasn't the one-year-old child he used to be, defenseless. Under Mo Liang's meticulous care, he had grown considerably. How could he be kidnapped again?
Although he seemed to be squeezed by the crowd, he actually could not feel the presence of other humans at all. Under the scorching sun, Li Zhuo could even feel a hint of coolness, but he still clenched his hands which always maintained a constant temperature of 37.5 degrees.
——He had casually mentioned the question about body temperature before, and since then Teacher Mo’s skin temperature has remained within this range.
*
In the first semester of the new semester, Li Zhuo has undergone two major changes compared to the previous semester:
The first change was that he grew taller.
Because he looked in the mirror every day, he didn't have much reaction to his height. But after a summer vacation, when his classmates in Class 10 saw him again, they would say in surprise: What hormones did you take this summer vacation?
He was only about 5'74" before, but in one summer he had grown to 5'8"—like a complete metamorphosis. This speed was incredible even for adolescence, a period of rapid growth.
The second change was: he no longer wore school uniform all day long. Like other students, he only wore it during physical exercises and wore the new clothes Mo Liang bought for him at other times.
When he came back from the restroom during a class, the first thing the chubby kid at the front desk said to him was, "Oh my! How could our young master be willing to change his regular skin? Is this a limited edition, or will it be in a future update?"
After returning from summer camp, he played a few more games with his classmates and tried other games with Mo Liang in his spare time. Now Li Zhuo has a very good understanding of some basic gaming terms.
He wanted to respond humorously, but couldn't think of a response after a long time, so he said, "I don't know, maybe it should be considered an updated version?"
The fat boy was also a member of the summer camp before, and was in the same team with Li Zhuo, so talking to him was naturally not as unfamiliar as before.
"Hahahaha...what's wrong with you?" He laughed so hard that he slammed the table. "I was really blind before. How could I think you were arrogant? Actually, you're actually a very good person."
Deng Yuliang happened to hear this when he entered the classroom with a bottle of Coke. He responded naturally and bowed to Li Zhuo: "Master, this guy is flattering you. Drag him out and chop him up!"
Li Zhuo curled his lips and said, "Come and sit down quickly. The teacher will be here soon."
After a class, Li Zhuo casually reached into the desk and touched a bottle of drink with frost still on it, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
Li Zhuo unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip. The orange juice's sweetness, iceiness, and even the plump fruit inside were just right...
Teacher Mo really hasn't been acting much lately.
The recent period was the last wave of high temperatures before autumn. The evenings were the most unbearable. After a whole day of exposure to the sun, the entire classroom was like a huge furnace. Even though the fans on both sides were working very hard, it still did not help.
The hot climate made everyone less focused on studying. However, Li Zhuo, who was still able to write the test paper seriously under such circumstances, received countless admiring glances.
The head teacher, Mr. Zhang, who was teaching the class at that time, specifically reminded him that although it was indeed a critical moment, he should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest.
"I'm not hot."
Li Zhuo said this.
He's really not hot.
Although he didn't know what method Teacher Mo used, the temperature around him was very suitable, as if the sultry summer air had mastered human will and knew to bypass him while devouring the air with its fangs and claws.
He even felt cool.
In addition to these, there are many tiny details that he had not discovered before.
For example, when he occasionally heard other students looking for pens or some small items, he found that his own items had never been lost. Even if he threw them into a corner, he would put them back in their original place when he needed them again.
For example, he began to frequently feel a warm breeze blowing across his cheeks, or someone gently stroking his hair, but there was no one around.
Another time, before the monthly exam in the first month of school, probably because he saw how hard he was studying, Mo Liang suggested that he could secretly project the answers directly in front of Li Zhuo during the exam.
Li Zhuo sternly rejected it.
Ever since the previous summer camp trip, Teacher Mo has become more and more unscrupulous. In the middle of class, a line of distorted words suddenly appeared on the notebook.
Ask him what fruit he wants to eat for lunch?
He was also given several options.
Li Zhuomu frowned and filled in a choice seriously as if he was doing a test.
D: Cantaloupe.
*
Time passed by silently like a hidden bird. One day, when Li Zhuo touched the table again, what came from his fingertips was no longer an iced drink, but a health-preserving soup that was always warm.
At this moment,
He clearly felt the change of seasons.
The autumn sports meet after school started seemed to be still fresh in his memory. It was his first time participating in a campus activity, and he signed up for the relay race...
The cheers in my ears, the breeze blowing on my cheeks, and the joy at that moment of running towards the person handing over the baton, everything seems to still be vividly lingering in my heart, but in the blink of an eye, it has been a long time.
Before he knew it, Teacher Zhang's clothes had changed from those striped polo shirts to plaid sweaters, and then to a thick down jacket on the outside.
The most common words I say are to students sitting by the window. At the beginning, it was too hot so I opened the window to let in some fresh air, and later it was too cold so I closed the window.
The first Christmas I spent at Experimental Middle School arrived as scheduled. After discussion with classmates, Teacher Zhang finally agreed to use two evening study sessions to hold a Christmas party for everyone.
The students were very enthusiastic and started signing up for the program half a month in advance, using their class fees to plan what kind of snacks and fruits they should buy.
That night was also the most lively evening self-study session. The head teacher, who usually always emphasized studying hard, sat at the back of the classroom and watched them perform with a smile.
Li Zhuo also participated in one.
He didn't want to at first. He felt that he was not like other classmates. They either sang and danced, performed magic tricks, or acted in skits. What else could he do?
When he expressed his doubts, he received a bunch of bizarre program suggestions, and he finally chose a slightly more reliable instrumental solo.
The little bit of knowledge I had learned from the Li family before might not be up to par in the eyes of real veterans, but it received warm applause in a classroom.
In the second half of the party, everyone gave each other gifts. Li Zhuo received more holiday cards than he had imagined, as well as a large number of beautifully packaged apples.
He ate it for several days.
——Luckily, Teacher Mo kept it fresh for him, and the weather was also cold at the time, so it wouldn’t spoil easily like in summer.
*
"What do you want to tell me?"
"I told you I'm going back to Hai City next month." Li Zhuo chewed on a piece of pork ribs that Mo Liangcai had picked up for him, his eyes curved with joy. "You didn't know that? My birthday is the fifth day of the first lunar month next month."
The smiling eyes of the man opposite suddenly turned icy cold, and then quickly returned to warmth.
"Won't you stay with me?"
His tone was gloomy, and he seemed unhappy, and seemed to be hiding a strong resentment, but this unhappiness and resentment were not directed at Li Zhuo.
"They only called you two or three times, didn't they? What good was that..."
Li Zhuo thought for a moment and added, "But I didn't know my dad had fallen before. I heard he was in the hospital for a week. I want to go see him..."
“…Is it just because of this?”
Mo Liang's expression suddenly became very strange, and the next sentence was lower than the frequency that Li Zhuo could hear, mixed with an unclear "alien language".
“If I had known this, I would have…”
Li Zhuo didn't notice and continued to emphasize that he would be eighteen next month. When he mentioned this, he was obviously a little happy and pursed his lips restrainedly:
"They promised me before that they would give me a coming-of-age ceremony when I turned eighteen. Hmm...how should I explain it to you? It's a bit like a birthday party, something that only happens once in a lifetime..."
"Last time I called, I vaguely heard about some birthday party. I think it must be mine..."
“………”
"It just so happened that he fell during the summer vacation and was hospitalized. I don't know how he's doing now, but since we're all together now, I thought I'd go back and take a look."
Li Zhuo spoke softly, as if talking to Teacher Mo, but also as if talking to himself: "You may not know, I have been looking forward to this for many years, even before I returned to the Li family..."
Seeing that Mo Liang still didn't speak, Li Zhuo stood up and took the back of Mo Liang's hand, with a pitiful and pleading look in his eyes.
"Just once, okay?"
Although Mo Liang did not respond to Li Zhuo's active approach, his steady breathing was obviously interrupted, and blue-black lines began to appear and move under his skin.
Although his child is more flexible than before, he is still a bit stubborn. He follows his own words and takes it for granted that others will follow the same rules.
He repeated it several times, saying things like "I promised it before" and "We agreed on it".
He is too committed to his promises.
But the more this happened, the more worried Mo Liang became. His people also valued commitment, but this was based on the premise that they could share ideas, which humans didn't.
The humans here can abandon their promises at any time, so his "obedient", "stubborn" and "die-hard" children are the ones who suffer the most.
This was the 164,843th time that Mo Liang wanted to take Li Zhuo away, and each time became stronger than the last.
At the same time, he thought seriously: Will his children be happy if he kills those humans?
*
[Is this part a scene that cannot be skipped? ]
After trying several blocking methods to no avail, Mo Liang took out all his anger on the system.
【Is it you who did this? ! 】
How is that possible?
The light on 0255's body kept flickering.
[The mission target still holds out a glimmer of hope for the couple. Can't you see that?]
【……】
Your attempts to stop him won't have much effect. He needs to face reality and accept that his biological parents don't love him, or don't love him that much. The "love" he sees is a product of his own constant beautification in his mind, and he needs to realize this.
【……】
[Now you just have to keep a close eye on him, monitor his emotions, and comfort him when necessary, just like you did at the beginning...]
【……】
The current plot is different from the original. In the original, Li Zhuo had no friends at Experimental High School, spent his days in a daze, suffered from severe depression and anorexia, and was extremely thin...
[In this trance-like state, I welcomed his eighteenth birthday. I waited by the phone all day, but there was no reply until dark. The next day, in this state, I went to Hai City alone...]
[In the plot, Li Huachuan and Li Xuan are attending a charity gala. Li Zhuo sneaks in. Just as his parents are about to announce a partnership with a certain company, he appears with a cake in his arms, and before his parents can even begin to speak, he loudly announces to the audience that today is his birthday...]
Because of his condition and incoherent speech, Li Huachuan said he was mentally ill and was dragged away...
[But what's different this time is that the last call did mention a birthday. Does it seem like there really is such a party?]
【Development may be different from the original...】
The system was very optimistic and kept persuading Mo Liang not to be so resistant, saying that perhaps it was the butterfly effect caused by the change?
【Maybe he can get the family love he wants? That can be considered a kind of salvation.】
【……】
As a non-human, Mo Liang had no concept of family in his mind and had no idea what family affection was. He just thought that those people would hurt his children.
But...what if his child wants it? He was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I will always pay attention."
*
After confirming the date with the Li family, Li Zhuo started packing his things early in the morning on the second day of winter vacation. In addition to some daily necessities, he specially brought with him the test papers and certificates he had received that he had done well in during his year in Changyang.
Watching him carefully smooth out the red certificates and then carefully put them into a transparent file bag, Mo Liang's lips were tightly pursed without a trace of curve.
——It is natural to feel unhappy when your own child goes to someone else's house so happily.
"Hey, Teacher Mo..."
The inky gloom disappeared quickly the moment Li Zhuo looked over.
Mo Liang subconsciously straightened his back, a perfect smile quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice adjusted to a gentle range: "What's wrong?"
Li Zhuo, who called out to Mo Liang, didn't notice his abnormality. He just forgot where he put it last time when he was looking for something with his head covered, so he subconsciously asked Mo Liang.
"Oh, I remember..."
While answering, Mo Liang quickly traced back to the past records and soon found the location of the lost item.
His quick answer did not surprise Li Zhuo, or rather, he had long been accustomed to Mo Liang's "special ability".
Li Zhuo smiled happily after finding his belongings. He said thank you to Mo Liang and continued to pack his luggage.
Sensing that the boy's gaze had shifted away, Mo Liang's smile, as warm as the spring breeze, faded little by little.
Witnessing this change in expression, 0255 quickly turned on the recording mode. It watched its host go from being unable to control the volume of his speech to being able to control his facial expressions freely.
This... is a good thing, right?
Just like it was becoming more and more skilled in stopping the host from attacking other ordinary humans time and time again.
Stop retroactive practices...
[Please be patient. If the world were to restart, I cannot guarantee whether your child would be the same as he is now...]
Countless tentacles, so thin that they were completely invisible, slowly retracted from the wall.
Li Zhuo, who was packing the suitcase with his back to Mo Liang, had finished packing. He stuffed the last gift for Lu Fei into the suitcase, put his hand on the suitcase, zipped it up, and spoke suddenly.
"Teacher Mo, you've been following me like this these past few days. Don't you want me to go back?"
Without waiting for Mo Liang to speak, Li Zhuo continued in a positive tone, "Will you be lonely if I leave? I understand. I used to feel lonely when I walked alone, but..."
Li Zhuo stood up the suitcase, brushed off the non-existent dust on his hands, turned around and looked directly into Mo Liang's eyes: "I'll only be gone for two days, and I'll be back then..."
——His children were comforting him.
Realizing this, Mo Liang forgot to breathe.
He is such an unqualified parent that he even wants his children to worry about his emotions in return.
Why should he stop his child from doing what he wants to do? As a parent, he should protect his child.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."
*
While Mo Liang was wondering whether to just disguise himself or remain invisible throughout the entire summer camp, the system, which hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said:
【I forgot to mention that you also received an invitation. 】
【What? 】
"Didn't you previously leave all matters concerning your identity to me? The Mo family has also received an invitation from the Li family. Do you want to go?"
From accepting the mission to arriving at the mission world, it is not as easy as imagined, that you can reach the mission time quickly just by opening and closing your eyes.
Even with positioning, it is still necessary to sail a certain distance. Due to the different speeds of time flow, Li Zhuo might not have been born when Mo Liang set out.
Mo Liang's fake identity had already been created at this time. As the mysterious leader of the Mo family who almost never showed up, countless forces wanted to find out about him, but in the end they all returned empty-handed.
Now this invitation is more like a token of my appreciation than an invitation. It still makes a difference whether someone comes or not.
I'll go.
Give my child a surprise.
This is not the first time 0255 has performed a mission as a guide system. According to the memory storage files, this should be the seventh time it has experienced this.
To be honest, for a system with three-digit numbers, the number of tasks it has is indeed too small.
You have to know that those systems with numbers of eighty or ninety digits are of lower level than it, and the number of tasks often starts at three or four digits. How much more advanced is it than them? It is just produced earlier.
It felt that it was very lucky. Although the mission had some twists and turns at the beginning, fortunately the subsequent mission progress had been very good.
The target's physical data, mental state, and other aspects are much better than they were at the beginning, and even his personality has become a little more cheerful.
Based on the current results alone, 0255 feels that there is a high possibility of being rated as an excellent task.
According to the system rules, you can upgrade after accumulating a certain number of excellent reviews.
0255 Looking forward to it.
Time soon came to the day when Li Zhuo was leaving, and the 0255 system arrived in Hai City with Mo Liang.
In order to give "his child" a surprise, its host even deliberately sat in a different seat with him in the same high-speed train car after secretly sending him off.
——Of course the host offered to drive Li Zhuo, but was rejected by the latter.
The train sped by, and the scenery outside the window flew backwards at a dizzying speed.
The entire business class was very quiet, and each passenger had their own private space. Mo Liang placed more of his senses in a box at the front.
His children are choosing movies...
I have chosen it and am adjusting the position...
Charging phone...
Drinking water...Swallowing...
Breathing... blinking...
So cute… so cute…
*
Mo Liang's current identity is the mysterious head of the Mo family who has never appeared. Every month, the acting head of the family and each branch will send the monthly report to Mo Liang on time, waiting for his reply and approval.
And these tasks have always been done by 0255.
Except when necessary, 0255 would project Mo Liang's current appearance to talk to them, and most of the time they communicated through the Internet.
This led to a lot of rumors outside, not only among the Mo family's main branch and side branches, but also among the heads of other families who knew about it. Many of them wanted to see who he was from and what he looked like.
Mo Liang completely underestimated the influence of his current identity, so much so that soon after he left the high-speed rail station, he was surrounded by a group of unfamiliar humans.
Some uninformed passersby probably thought it was a big star. Seeing the tightly packed crowd, some of them even wanted to squeeze in to take a look.
Even Li Zhuo looked at them curiously, but because there were too many people, especially the bodyguards on the outermost perimeter, who were all tall and strong, they completely blocked his view.
Mo Liang: “…”
0255 explained in his mind, his tone filled with grievance: "I sent you a report, but you never read it and didn't want to deal with it. I handled it all."
[Plus, you rarely showed your face before, and now that you finally made an appearance, wouldn't your relatives be thrilled?]
[The old man in the lead is your nominal uncle, the current acting head of the family, Mo Fengcai. The men beside him are heads of several branch families... Behind him is your cousin, Mo Yu...]
【………】
Mo Liang was multitasking. On the one hand, he dealt with those unclear-minded Mo family members according to the system's reminders with an expressionless face, and on the other hand, he paid more attention to Li Zhuo.
Such an indifferent look caused a huge storm when Mo Yu saw it.
He had heard many stories about this cousin he had never met. He had heard that the Mo family's current success was entirely due to this cousin, that he was extremely talented and capable, that he was still unmarried and childless, and that he had an eccentric personality and disliked socializing...
He had heard many rumors about Mo Liang, but most of them were just hearsay and he had never seen him in person.
Before coming to pick him up, the Mo family's current, somewhat elderly, heads held an emergency meeting. They were worried that Mo Liang's recent appearance in the spotlight might indicate some major move or hint of something.
They have all been up to no good over the years. When they saw Mo Liang never showed up, they had long suspected that something had happened to him and had even figured out how to divide his property after his death.
Now he seems to be very healthy, walking freely, and has no signs of illness at all. What a pity.
Although Mo Liang had only asked them to help with management over the years, he was reluctant to spit out the meat he had eaten, so that's why there were those lively scenes.
As long as he carried the title of the Mo family, Mo Yu would be flattered and treated with respect wherever he went, but now, he was only able to serve as a foil.
"Uncle, I've wanted to see you for a long time..."
He put on a flattering smile and tried hard to get close to Mo Liang, but the latter didn't even glance at him the whole time. As soon as he got in the car, he closed his eyes slightly and didn't respond a word.
“…Stop making noise.”
*
When Li Zhuo returned to the Li family again, he no longer felt the nervousness and novelty he had when he first came with the program crew. Instead, he felt a bit more complicated and indescribable emotions.
The driver who picked him up followed behind with his suitcases, and he skillfully walked through the winding courtyards and corridors. On the way, he met a few employees who he had some memory of and greeted them.
"Young Master is back?"
Uncle Zhang, who was in charge of tidying up the courtyard, shouted, and several idle hired hands surrounded Li Zhuo and looked at him again and again, saying that he had grown taller and that he had grown up, and so on.
Halfway from the outer room to the inner room, Lü Fei also arrived. The woman was wearing a light-colored shawl, and her long, wavy hair fell casually on her shoulders. Every strand of hair seemed carefully groomed. The familiar scent of perfume lingered, exactly the same as in her memory.
The pair of well-maintained hands without a single wrinkle pulled Li Zhuo over affectionately and looked him over carefully from head to toe.
“It’s different after being away for a year.”
"Grown taller."
Li Zhuo smiled, neither refuted nor admitted it. He slowed down his pace and followed the woman into the main hall.
Aunt Liu was busy in the kitchen. When she heard the noise, she didn't even have time to wipe her hands. She came out in an apron to see him, asked him if it was cold outside, and said she had prepared his favorite dessert.
Li Zhuo still remembered Aunt Liu who was responsible for taking care of him before. He smiled and said that it was fine outside. The sun came out at noon and it was not that cold outside.
After all, they hadn't seen each other for almost a year. Li Huachuan, who was reading a newspaper, also chatted with Li Zhuo for a few words. The atmosphere between the father and son was not as tense as it was a year ago.
There seemed to be two new servants in the Li residence. They looked at Li Zhuo carefully while serving tea. The latter sat in the hall like a guest, allowing them to look at him secretly.
He himself was observing and felt that the situation was not much different from when he left. The arguments and quarrels in his memory seemed to have happened just yesterday.
Li Xuan came back around dusk. He walked into the house, took off his coat and handed it to the servant beside him. He greeted Li Huachuan and Lu Fei in turn, and his eyes lightly fell on Li Zhuo who was sitting on the sofa.
"Brother is back?"
Li Zhuo hummed, because he was in a good mood and rarely rejected him as much as before, but he didn't show any more expression.
Li Xuan wasn't annoyed, his handsome face still showing a amiable expression. He even picked up a few test papers and award certificates on the tea table and carefully examined them.
"Not bad." Li Xuan flipped the test paper between his fingers and praised it, whether it was true or not. "Brother, you have made great progress this year..."
The freshness and longing caused by distance and separation filled the entire Li family with warmth, and the atmosphere was so harmonious as if Li Zhuo had just been found.
It was dinner time, and the exquisite chandelier cast a soft warm light. Li Zhuo sat at the dining table, looking at the sumptuous and exquisite dishes. His eyes swept over the familiar faces, and then he looked around, feeling a little dazed.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Xuan looking at him, with a hint of pity in his eyes. When he tried to catch it again, it disappeared, replaced by a distracted look.
"What's wrong with my brother? Why are you looking at me?" Li Xuan made a joke. "Could it be that you don't remember what I look like just because we haven't seen each other for a year? That would really make me sad."
Perhaps thinking of the previous quarrel between Li Zhuo and Li Xuan, Li Huachuan and Lu Fei's expressions changed subtly, and the originally harmonious atmosphere at the table also subtly stagnated.
Li Zhuo seemed not to notice and did not respond to Li Xuan's joke, continuing to chew the food in his mouth.
In fact, the food cooked by Li’s chef tastes pretty good, but compared with Teacher Mo’s, the latter seems to be more to his taste.
Do aliens all know how to cook like this?
Li Zhuo wanted to laugh again.
This really sounds like a bad joke.
His "sensible" reaction also immediately restored a lot of the tense atmosphere at the dinner table. Li Huachuan rarely praised him, saying that he was sensible now. Lu Fei also joined in, and the words were similar.
Li Zhuo swallowed the food in his mouth and smiled, like a well-behaved and sensible child.
He had no idea what the food in his mouth tasted like. He just kept chewing mechanically and then swallowing it with difficulty.
How strange! Wasn't everything he saw what he wanted? Wasn't it what he wanted to hear? Otherwise, why would he have taken all those certificates and test papers?
Now I hear...
but…
*
"What's wrong? Patriarch?"
A middle-aged man who didn't look young noticed Mo Liang's distraction and began to sweat on his forehead again. Could it be that he discovered something wrong?!
In fact, they have never known this so-called "head of the family". They have tried to find his location in the past, but unfortunately, no matter how top-notch the hackers are, they cannot find his location.
It's as if he only appears when he wants to. If he doesn't want to show up, no matter what methods others use, it will be useless.
Can he see it?
The man's mind raced with questions of yes and no. He mentally berated Mo Liang for coming so suddenly. If he hadn't been so anxious, if he had told him in advance, he would have had more time to prepare.
What a pity...
Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Liang's voice sounded flat, "...What is this?"
"...This." The old man, who was over fifty years old, wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried hard to think of an excuse.
Mo Liang seemed to be listening attentively, but in fact his mind had already drifted away to another place far away.
Just now...
His child, his most important and precious child! His emotional index dropped!
Just thinking about his child, his most precious baby who was unhappy at the moment, an indescribable feeling of anxiety quickly grew in Mo Liang's heart.
He felt extremely irritated, and his breathing became rapid and difficult, as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly gripping his throat, almost suffocating him.
He was completely unable to think about anything else. Every cell in his body was urgently urging Mo Liang: Now, immediately, get to him!
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