The white moonlight gl

Hitomi?

Who is Hitomi?

Everyone was stunned, they had never heard of such a person in the circle, but after seeing the conversation between Feng Qingshui and Lan San, they knew that Lan San was an insider.

Well, for a while, everyone was gearing up and turned their heads on Lan San, a traitor who didn't know about it. They all started @ him, bombarded him with words, and questioned him. Lan San couldn't laugh or cry, begging for mercy.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingshui was not surprised. She closed the phone and turned her head to look at the living room. Today's sunshine is just right, so she can clearly see those familiar people who are no longer familiar to her. The expression on the face.

Seeing the friendly atmosphere of several people, discussing something with the wedding planner in a very friendly manner, Feng Qingshui suddenly thought, this seems to be a good way to live?

The wedding planner who was about to be bald was not let go until the evening. Feng Qingshui, who woke up from a boring sleep in the afternoon, yawned and sleepy, and told the tired-looking Feng's parents and mothers that she was going to Mo Rantong. Home trip.

Regarding this, Feng Qingye, a bystander, thought in her heart that her parents who have always loved Feng Qingshui would definitely not agree, but to his surprise, Feng's mother's first reaction was no, but Feng's father was silent for a while. Said: "It should be, buy more gifts to visit the in-laws, and, when you get there, restrain your temper a little bit, don't scare, uh, don't scare the in-laws."

Seeing the baby girl curling her lips and seeming very dissatisfied, Father Feng poked her forehead angrily and said with a smile: "You, you, I don't know who you are. You don't have any scruples in the capital every day. But those are Xiaomo's relatives, do you want to make it difficult for Xiaomo to poke her back?"

Feng Qingshui glanced at Mo Rantong on the side, and hummed softly: "I have a sense of proportion."

"Besides, I'm not the kind of person who will take the initiative to cause trouble. As long as they respect and respect me, I will naturally return the corresponding respect. On the contrary, I will not be wronged for anyone. If you want to bully me, there is no way .”

Feng Qingshui has always defined herself as a black moonlight existence in front of Mo Rantong, so she said these words without guilt.

Anyway, she has been like this all these years.

Feng Ma and Feng Qingye: "..."

Father Feng's face twitched when he heard this, and he stared at Feng Qingshui without a word, then turned to Mo Rantong and said kindly: "Hey, Xiao Mo, this girl is spoiled by us, she can't speak well, how much do you want?" Take it easy."

There was a slight smile on Mo Rantong Xiuya's face: "I like Qingqing like this."

Father Feng, Mother Feng, Brother Feng: "..."

Well, they lost and lost.

There is no need for Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong to worry about the engagement ceremony. Mo Rantong felt a little sorry, so he told Feng Qingshui that she wanted to give Feng Qingye all the money she had saved over the years, and she was also involved in it. .

"Are you stupid or not?"

Slowly, with bright red nail polish on, Feng Qingshui blew on the freshly applied nails on her left hand, and she almost rolled her eyes at Mo Rantong: "No one will care about these things with you, if you think the money is yours It's too hot to touch, then give it to me, and I'll give you pocket money every week."

"……also."

He took out a peeled orange and handed it to Feng Qingshui's mouth. The two of them sat next to each other on the sofa. Mo Rantong waited for Feng Qingshui to bite the orange away before he took a piece and ate it himself. , leisurely said: "Does Qingqing want it now?"

"No, too little, no interest."

They refused without even thinking about it. At this time, the two had already returned to the villa under Feng Qingshui's name. Without Feng's parents and mothers watching and watching, Feng Qingshui spoke without any scruples: "Have you bought the presents yet? I can't miss any of the things I listed on the list."

Because they were going back to Mo Rantong's hometown, Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong didn't go to Xingchen for entertainment these two days.

Anyway, that little broken company is now on the right track.

Even if the two of them are absent, they can operate normally.

"Well, all right."

The tone was a little hesitant, Mo Rantong thought about the nearly two truckloads of things, and his head hurt suddenly: "But Qingqing, how should we take those things back, the big trucks can't go up the mountain, and the small ones need a lot of them. "

"That's about Han Wei and you, not about me."

Mo Rantong: "..."

All right, she will poke Han Wei's phone later.

The corner of her mouth twitched undetectably, Mo Rantong finished dividing the oranges in her hand, and checked the time, it was five or six o'clock in the evening, and she could make dinner.

...

Mo Rantong was born in Chengyang County, Qu'an City, HU Province, a place called Mojia Village. To get there from the imperial capital, you have to take a plane to the capital city of HU Province, and then take a car from the capital city to Chengyang County, and then from the county From here to Mojia Village, the overall time required is about one day and one night.

However, if you drive directly from the imperial capital, it will take a long time.

Because Feng Qingshui bought too many things, so this night, Han Wei directly called three convoys and asked them to start from the imperial capital in advance and drive all the way to Chengyang County. He was on standby, while he himself was on the plane with Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong as a bodyguard.

The three of them set off the next morning. They stayed overnight in the provincial capital city of HU. The convoy hadn't arrived yet when they arrived in Chengyang County the next day.

It was already nine or ten o'clock in the evening when the convoy arrived.

Therefore, the group stayed in Chengyang County for another night, and then drove towards Mojia Village in the morning of the next day.

It is conceivable that the people in Mojia Village were very confused when they saw so many cars driving into the village.

Only Mo Rantong's family, who got the news in advance, stood cautiously outside the courtyard, wearing brand new clothes.

"Old man." Mo's mother is an out-and-out village woman, and people in the backwater mountains favor sons over girls. Although she also loves Mo Rantong, the eldest daughter, compared with her younger son, a hundred Mo Rantong are not as good as hers. baby egg.

So, when Mo Rantong said that she was going to get engaged, and that the betrothed was also a girl from a rich family, Mother Mo wanted to do something for her youngest son at the same time.

After all, she gave birth to Mo Rantong, and she is Mo Rantong's own mother. That rich girl must be close to Mo Rantong. Isn't she also her half-mother?

And as a child?

Isn't it right to be filial to your mother and support your younger brother?

But seeing this battle at this time, Mo's mother was suddenly scared.

"Put away your cowardly and treacherous demeanor, Xiaotong said, girl Jingui, no one dares to provoke you at the foot of the imperial city, you have tightened your skin these two days, don't count people who shouldn't be counted, At that time, the bamboo basket will be empty."

Papa Mo originally had some careful thoughts, but after Mo Rantong's beating, how could he dare to count against such a sturdy golden baby like Feng Qingshui.

So, when Feng Qingshui got out of the car with Mo Rantong, she saw the very snobbish and money-greedy Mo Mom and Dad Mo in the plot, looking at her with a simple and honest face.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Mo Rantong led Feng Qingshui to the door of the house: "Dad, mother, second sister, third sister, fourth sister, younger brother, I'm back, this is Qingqing."

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie. I'm Feng Qingshui." She nodded politely. Seeing many people from the Mohist Village gathered around her, Feng Qingshui frowned slightly, but said softly, "I brought some gifts for you." You, the second elder and several younger brothers and sisters, wait a moment, I will let them move down."

The Mo family built a small two-story building two years ago, with red bricks and white walls, and the large courtyard was paved with cement. It was flat and smooth. It was the only one in the Mo family village, and it was better than Feng Qingshui imagined.

Papa Mo nodded again and again, a little at a loss: "Okay, okay, okay..."

The people of Mojia Village saw that the courtyard of Mo Laoliu's family was gradually filled with all kinds of good things, and they couldn't hold back their curiosity.

They didn't dare to ask those tall men with fierce faces, and they didn't dare to ask Feng Qingshui who looked like a fairy but looked different from them.

So, Mo's father and Mo's mother were very busy.

"Xiaotong is getting married, it's just a wish from that child."

"What? The fierce-looking one? No, no! That little girl standing next to Tongtong? How about it? Pretty?"

"Hey, what did you say, the law stipulates that you can get married!"

"Tch, this little girl is from the imperial city, does she know better than you?...Look at your poor appearance, what do you know about people who have never been out of the county?"

"My parents really like Xiao Tong."

"Yes, Tongxi."

...

Mo Rantong always pays attention to Feng Qingshui, she is afraid that Feng Qingshui is not used to it, or even hates the environment and customs here.

Feng Qingshui noticed her strangeness, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is Qingqing okay?"

A pair of eyes full of tenderness, Mo Rantong leaned close to Feng Qingshui's ear and whispered: "If Qingqing doesn't like this place, we'll go back after dinner."

"No need." Feng Qingshui shook her head: "I still want to watch you dig out birds' eggs from trees, fish and shrimps in rivers, and hunt rabbits all over the mountains and plains."

Mo Rantong: "..."

Looking past Mo Rantong, she landed on the three girls and one boy. Feng Qingshui squinted her eyes, deeply feeling the patriarchy.

I saw that the three girls were all as thin as a stick, but the youngest boy was as fat as a ball and greasy.

Mo Rantong followed Feng Qingshui's gaze, sighed softly, and said: "I send money back every month, and when I go home during the Chinese New Year, I will also send money to a few younger sisters and tell them to keep it for themselves. But…"

"They can't stand up."

Feng Qingshui answered the words coolly.

Except for Mo Rantong who was admitted to university, the five children of the Mo family all graduated from elementary school and never went to school, including the youngest and most favored Mo Yuanbao.

I don't know what they all think.

...

I think that Mo Rantong himself gradually got rid of his poor fate after meeting her. Before that, Mo Rantong didn't care about his younger sisters at all. After all, besides earning living expenses, she also had to pay monthly The 1000 yuan at home is unshakable, even if she was hungry and ate steamed buns that month, she still had to send it.

After meeting her, the youngest of Mo Rantong's three younger sisters was already twelve or thirteen years old.

Feng Qingshui heard from Mo Rantong that she later wanted to pay for her younger sisters to go to school, starting from the first day of junior high school, but her thinking was probably different.

They did not agree.

Mo Rantong tried to persuade her a few times, but stopped.

It's the first time to be a human, and in essence, no one should be responsible for anyone's future, even if they are sisters. Feng Qingshui didn't have much impression of Mo Rantong's subsequent abandonment. good.

After observing for a while, Feng Qingshui found that these four people were a little afraid of her, and did not dare to approach her, and only glanced at her from time to time, as if she was some kind of scourge.

Feng Qingshui bought a lot of things, such as food, drink, clothing, electronic appliances, and other miscellaneous things, which were of high value. They filled the big courtyard of the Mo family, which can be said to have suppressed a large group of people.

Feng Qingshui was very satisfied with the effect.

The tail is going to be up, up to the sky.