I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Therefore, Mo Yan didn’t need to adjust her mentality at all and she adapted extremely well.

It’s just that Zizi herself seems to have not yet come out of her anxiety.

But Mo Yan said that she would not force the cub to open his heart to her.

Whenever Zizi figured things out and was willing to speak, she would listen.

If she is unwilling to say it, Mo Yan thinks it doesn't matter if she doesn't know it.

It’s that simple and confident.

While Mo Yan was thinking, he listened to what Zizi said, sat down opposite him near the coffee table, and half leaned on the sofa.

There was a click and the shutter clicked quickly.

"Mom, try another position."

Mo Yan actually had never taken a photo, and she didn’t really like having this black thing pointed at her. It always felt like a gun was pointed at her.

Anyone who has survived the apocalypse knows that they will hardly let anything unknown face them head-on.

But because the one holding it was her own cub, Mo Yan knew that it was a camera and it couldn't possibly fire hidden weapons or bullets that could hurt her.

Even if there was, it would be impossible to harm my body in its current strength.

So, she slowly adjusted her muscles and relaxed some of her instinctive defenses.

But I still couldn't laugh.

After Pei Zaizai took several photos of his mother, he found that she still couldn't completely relax. He then understood the reason: his mother was not used to having something pointed at her.

After thinking for a while, she ran over and handed the camera to Mo Yan, "Mom, come, take some pictures of the baby too."

Mo Yan took it and said, "Baby, mommy doesn't know how to use it, can you teach me?"

"Okay, come on, mom, this is easy. Look, there is a small window here. You can look at me from here, and then adjust my position in the frame. If you think it looks good, then open this and press the round button at the top, and the photo will be taken."

“If you feel that the photo is not good, it’s okay, just take a second photo. Take more photos until you get the feeling of taking photos. Then you will be able to take photos naturally. It’s that simple.”

"Mom, why don't you try it?"

Mo Yan nodded, "Okay, Mommy will take the picture for the baby."

"My baby is wearing the new clothes I bought today. After taking pictures of this set, I will change into a new set and then mom will take pictures again."

Wow, we haven’t even started shooting yet, but you’ve already gotten the feeling of taking a photo shoot?

Pei Zaizai certainly wouldn't pour cold water on Mo Yan, and immediately nodded adorably, looking very expectant, "Zizai really likes having his picture taken, it's okay for mom to take more pictures, we bought a lot of film, more than enough, even if we run out of pictures, we can buy more tomorrow."

Mo Yan also felt that she didn't need too much film to practice. She was not stupid, she just had never used it before. She would naturally become proficient by taking more pictures.

"Don't worry, Mommy will make sure that my baby is as pretty and cute as the real person."

As Mo Yan spoke, she had already focused on Zizi's position in the camera's viewfinder according to the method Zizi had taught her.

She has an absolute sense of direction.

She has never learned the 332 or 321 aesthetic composition, but she is good with a sniper rifle, so she is definitely an expert in how to highlight an individual in a picture.

Treating her cub as the absolute protagonist in her camera, Mo Yan took several photos in succession without even thinking.

Then, after taking a look at the layout of the room, Mo Yan quickly found a better position and directed the cubs to stand or sit in the position she designated, and there was another series of clean and neat clicks.

That sound is really quite healing.

Before I even felt anything, the round button couldn't be pressed.

Mo Yan looked at the camera in his hand in surprise.

Just as she was about to press harder, her son noticed and stopped her, "Wait, Mom, don't press hard. This is because the film has run out. Wait a minute, let me teach you how to change the film."

As he said that, Pei Zaizai hurried over and began to teach Mo Yan how to change the film step by step. At the same time, he carefully put the used film into the film canister, covered it with a lid and sealed it to prevent it from being accidentally exposed.

These are the first batch of photos her mother took of her. No matter what they look like, Zizi has decided to treasure them for the rest of her life. They are extremely precious to her, so no amount of caution is too much.

The new roll of film was quickly declared finished after Pei Zaizai changed two sets of clothes.

Mo Yan just felt that he had mastered the technique completely.

When I wanted to take a few more rolls of film, time had unknowingly come to 7 o'clock in the evening.

Both of their stomachs started to growl.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Well, let's eat in the canteen of this guesthouse today, and then we can go out for a nice meal tomorrow."

Pei Zaizai of course agreed.

The mother and daughter ordered food but hadn't eaten yet. Over there, in Secretary Huang's office, Xing Tian and Huang Guoquan had just finished their work lunch.

The lights in Huang Guoquan's office are still on at this moment.

It was because Xing Tian was not here during the day that a lot of things piled up.

It took the two of them two hours to finish processing some documents and work that Xing Tian had to report to.

Only then did the canteen deliver the food.

When the food delivery staff came, Xing Tian thought of something and asked, "Did the guest in Room 208 order food?"

"Director Xing, not yet."

Because Xing Tian had asked us to pay attention to the movements and requests of the guests in Room 208 at any time.

So, whether there is an order or not, the kitchen is almost always paying attention.

Anyway, there has been no movement so far.

But the lights were always on, and I didn't dare to ask the guest whether he forgot to turn off the lights and fell asleep.

I’m not hungry yet, so I don’t want to order food.

"Okay, it's okay. You go ahead. If you order food, make sure to prepare more portions, like for 10 adults. Remember that."

"10 servings?"

The man was shocked.

"Yes, don't ask too many questions, just follow the standard."

"Okay, Director Xing, I understand. I'll go talk to the chef right away."

The visitor left.

Huang Guoquan finally had the opportunity to ask Xing Tian about the situation of Mo Yan and her daughter, whose origins were unknown.

The two of them talked while eating.

"I was busy with work just now and didn't have time to ask you, how do you feel after today? Where does this comrade Mo Yan come from? What is the real purpose of her and her daughter coming to Shanghai?"

"Secretary, I said I didn't find out anything. Do you believe me?"

Xing Tian smiled bitterly.

Huang Guoquan was stunned for a moment, "This doesn't sound like your nickname Xing Fox. Is there anyone you can't get information from?"

"To be precise, I have been constantly stimulated today and I have no intention of finding out their origins. However, I know why Mo Yan and her daughter came to Shanghai. They came to buy watches."