Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong took care of their two children. As long as they didn't commit murder or arson, they would just follow the two children.

Mo Erya said he had adapted well to his parents' pattern. As for Mo Wuwa... forget it, his opinion didn't matter!

The reason for this emotion is that during this holiday, the three girls from my uncle’s mother’s family were pulled by my uncle’s mother to start learning to make clothes and shoes...

Seeing the needle holes in their hands, Mo Erya was in pain for them. Whenever this happened, Mo Erya was extremely grateful to his lazy mother, because Zhang Huihui would never ask her to do this.

After all, Zhang Huihui herself did these tasks so-so. Of course, another reason was that Zhang Huihui didn't like doing these tasks herself, let alone catching Mo Erya and asking her to learn.

Mo Erya didn't like this, but the three girls in the Mo family's eldest room studied very seriously, and you could see them working hard every day.

Mo Yao was very curious and followed the three sisters to watch for a long time. Wang Cuiyun joked that he would teach her how to do it together. Mo Yao was so scared that she ran away. She didn't want to be stuck with a needle like the three sisters. It hurt so much!

Mo Yao was most afraid of pain, so she didn't want to learn it!

"Second sister, what are you doing?"

Mo Yao swayed and wandered over to Mo Erya. Seeing that San Auntie and San Bo were sleeping, she walked gently to Mo Erya.

"Sixth sister is here, I am reading a book."

Mo Erya shook the book in his hand toward her, "It's hot now, won't you take a nap in the room?"

"It's too hot and I can't sleep."

Mo Yao pouted, a little depressed, Mo Erya looked at her funny, "Then come over and read with me."

"All right!"

Dad didn't know where he was, and his fifth brother wasn't at home either. Mo Yao thought for a while, then nodded in agreement, ran back to the house, brought a book, and sat side by side with Mo Erya, the two of them were silent. I read the book quietly.

In this sultry afternoon, everything seemed so peaceful and harmonious.

Mo Wangshi, who was complained about by Mo Yao and was nowhere to be seen, was currently at the bullpen, discussing matters related to departure with Wang Zheng. It had been several months since he returned to Mojiacun, and now he finally got the order to leave.

"Mr. Wang, the organization has arranged for us to leave the day after tomorrow. Before that, I will arrange for someone to send Yunzhi away first, and let him meet up with his parents and then return to Beijing together. Things have suddenly happened. Please clean up quickly. I will meet with people tomorrow. Let’s pick up Yunzhi together.”

"It's great, it's really great, grandpa, we can finally go home."

Even though Wang Yunzhi is usually very steady, he couldn't help but be excited when he heard the news.

"Yes, you can go home."

Wang Zheng sighed softly when he heard this. Looking at his excited grandson, he couldn't help but smile on his face, "Yunzhi, go clean up!"

"it is good."

Wang Yunzhi went into the house to pack his things excitedly. He was very excited at the thought of leaving here soon.

After sending Wang Yunzhi away, Wang Zheng looked at Mo Wangshi, "Please tell my son and daughter-in-law that I am going to participate in an academic research, so as to save them from worrying. Thank you, Xiao Mo."

Although Wang Zheng had been comforting Wang Yunzhi and asked them to return to Beijing first, and when he came back later, the family would be reunited, but he knew that this mission was difficult, and he had long been prepared to die. He would probably go there for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Wang, why are you so polite? Don't worry, I will bring you the message. You should also pack up early and say goodbye to Yunzhi properly."

"it is good."

Returning to Mo's house from the cowshed, Mo Wangshi lay on the bed with his head on his hands, thinking a lot about Mo Yao, about him, and him and Shen Jing...

When Shen Jing came back from get off work, she found Mo Wangshi still lying on the bed, looking worried, and couldn't help but push him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Xiao Jing, I..."

Mo Wangshi wanted to have a good chat with Shen Jing, but looking at her face, he finally swallowed the words he was about to say, smiled, and casually changed the topic, "It's okay, you are still used to living in the village. ?"

"If you're not used to it, don't forget the world. I don't want to stay in the countryside. I'm not used to staying here at all. You know, I hate the countryside very much. I..."

When Shen Jing said this, she pursed her lips, "It's just that we don't think about ourselves. What about Yaoyao? You know what the outside world is like and what kind of life other people live. Can you bear to let your daughter, Will you stay in the countryside and farm for the rest of your life?"

Mo Wangshi pondered for a moment, "Xiaojing, what do you mean?"

"In the days since you came back, your injury has almost healed. Why don't you ask your old leader if you can still go back to the army?"

Shen Jing kept observing Mo Wangshi's face, "I know you don't like hearing what I say, but as parents, even if we don't think about ourselves, we should think more about our children."

"Okay, I'll call the old leader."

Mo Wangshi raised his head and took a deep look at Shen Jing.

"Really? That's really good."

Shen Jing was very happy, but she missed the complicated look in Mo Wangshi's eyes.