The reborn boy finally got what he wanted

Lu Hanmo stood at the stairs. Not long ago, his mother also called him that. At that time, he lived with his parents and had not returned to the Lu family's old house. His parents were by his side.

"Xiao Mo, baby, come and wash your hands and eat." His mother, wearing an apron, touched his head lovingly and gently, and occasionally tapped his forehead with her slender fingers.

At this time, the little boy was holding the Transformer his father bought for him. But he accidentally dropped the Transformer into the mud, and he was very sad.

"What's wrong, baby? Tell mommy." His mother took off her apron, slowly squatted down, and touched his face. "Baby, is the toy dirty?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded sadly, tears welling up in his eyes, staring motionlessly at the Transformers in his hand.

"It's okay. Mom will help you wash the toys, okay?" With a smile in her eyes, the mother took the toys from his hand, looked at them, and kissed the boy's forehead.

"Baby, mommy will take you to wash your dirty hands now, and we'll wait for daddy to come back and have dinner together, okay?" Looking closely, Mrs. Lu was very beautiful at this time. A few strands of her hair that were tied behind her head had fallen out, and she held them back with her hands, reflecting a kind of messy beauty.

"Okay, Mom." The boy was happy at this time. He was happily coaxed by his mother. He held his mother's hand and went to wash his hands obediently.

"Xiao Mo, wife, I'm back." It was Lu Hanmo's father who came back from the company. In his hand, he was holding a small cake that Lu Hanmo's mother liked the most. He told the boy since he was a child that mother is the most important in our family and he must obey her words unconditionally.

"You're back. Go wash your hands and have an meal." Lu Hanmo's mother took the small cake from his father's hand, her eyes curved with joy. This is the peaceful days and family reunion.

This was the happiest time Lu Hanmo had ever had. He had his father, his mother, and his family members who loved him very much by his side. He was surrounded by warmth and love.

But something unexpected happened. His grandfather, Mr. Lu, came here and took his father away. He still remembers the despair in his father's eyes and his mother's sad cry, but he was too young to do anything.

Later, his father was hurt and his mother was forced to death. His two most beloved relatives left him, and he became an orphan that no one wanted. Perhaps it was God's help that allowed him to meet the god who saved him when he was about to follow his parents, giving him the faith to live. This is how Lu Hanmo, the cold-faced King of Hell feared by everyone in Jinghai, came into being.

"Xiao Mo, what is this kid thinking about? Come over and have breakfast." Seeing Lu Hanmo standing there stupidly, not knowing what he was thinking about, Qin's mother walked up to him and called him.

"Okay." Lu Hanmo's eyes were red. This mother reminded him of his own mother and the feeling of being spoiled by his mother.

"Look, golden cakes, soy milk, steamed dumplings, pan-fried buns, and lychees. Mumu said these are your favorite foods." The girl's mother happily showed him the fruits of her labor. She specifically asked her daughter and found out that her son-in-law liked these things the most.

"Lychee." Lu Hanmo murmured, looking at the cleanly peeled lychees, many of which were placed in a bowl on the table. His mother used to do the same thing, peeling the lychees before letting him eat them, but after his mother passed away, he never ate lychees again, always feeling that they were bitter beyond words.

"Thank you, Auntie." Lu Hanmo picked up a lychee and put it to his mouth. It seemed that this was all specially arranged by his girl to give him all the best.

Lin Zijin noticed that something was wrong with Lu Hanmo. She knew that this child had lacked parental love since childhood. Looking at the young man in front of her who was eating lychees silently with his head down, Lin Zijin's heart suddenly softened.

She walked to Lu Hanmo, gently hugged the boy in front of her, and patted his shoulder: "Child, from now on, this is your home, you can come back anytime." Lin Zijin knew that her daughter was like her, with a stubborn character. Once she decided on someone in this life, she would always be with him, and she would never change. She also treated the boy in front of her as her own son.

"I understand. Thank you, Auntie." Lu Hanmo was very touched. No wonder he was able to raise such a wonderful girl in his heart. It turned out that his future mother-in-law was also such a wonderful person.

"Child, if possible, don't make your life too hard." The girl's mother let him go and said to him seriously. Her beautiful face was filled with a serious expression.

"Also, if you want to eat something in the future, just come back with Mumu and your aunt will make it for you." Lin Zijin picked up a piece of golden cake for him and gave him a cup of soy milk.

"Yeah." Twenty years later, Lu Hanmo got the maternal love that he had never had from the mother of his beloved girl. In fact, when he thought about it, he was so lucky to find such good people as the girl and her family.

"Oh, you're up and have made golden cake. Wife, you haven't made golden cake for many years. Why did you remember to eat it today?" Qin Shiyan came down from upstairs and was really happy to see his wife sitting in front of the dining table. The key point was that his wife had made his favorite golden cake.

"Mumu said Xiaomo likes it, so I made it." Lin Zijin didn't even bother to give him a look. If it wasn't for her son-in-law's face, she would not have gotten up so early in the morning to make golden cake.

What? It turned out that his wife didn't make this golden cake for him, but for this stinky boy in front of him. It turned out that his wife didn't love him anymore. She even arranged for this stinky boy to make golden cakes that she hadn't made for many years. He couldn't stand it, absolutely couldn't stand it. He glared at Lu Hanmo fiercely.

"What? Why are you glaring at Xiao Mo?" The more the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more she liked him. She stared at Lu Hanmo and suddenly felt an unfriendly gaze from behind. It turned out that this old man was looking at her son-in-law with an unfriendly look.

"No, wife, how could I dare? I just want to eat a lychee." Qin's father acted out what it means to change one's attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. He smiled and reached out to take the lychees from the plate, but he didn't know that what Qin's mother did next was even more heartbreaking.

"Wait, put it down. I peeled that for Xiao Mo. If you want to eat it, peel it yourself."

Father Qin was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand. He dared not disobey his wife. Doesn't this brat have hands? He actually wanted his wife to peel it for him personally. He was so angry, really so angry. This was his wife, but he couldn't disobey his wife.

What else could he do? He could only silently eat the golden cake that was not made for him, drink soy milk, and glare at Lu Hanmo from time to time to vent his dissatisfaction.

The interaction between his father-in-law and mother-in-law successfully warmed Lu Hanmo's heart. Today, he felt loved by his mother-in-law, and the unconditional protection made him feel the warmth of home.

From now on, he also had a family, and it was the family given to him by the girl. What he was looking forward to now was to have a home of their own with the girl and live their own little life. Just as he was thinking about it, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Han Mo, you better take care of your Qin Beimu." Qin Beixiao ran down from upstairs, shouting.