"elder brother."

Bored, Mo Shangyun called him.

"Um."

Mo Shangyun took off the baseball cap, hugged her arms with both hands, and looked straight ahead, "Mom went to Chenji Noodle Restaurant the day before yesterday and said she was looking for me."

"Know."

"What are you looking for me to do?" Mo Shangyun asked.

Mo Shangshuang tilted her head, looked at her, and opened her mouth to shatter the weak mother-daughter relationship, "She went to see Uncle Chen, and it's an excuse to find you."

“…”

Mo Shangyun held his forehead.

That's true...

"She has become obsessed with calligraphy recently." Mo Shangshuang suddenly said.

"Then?" Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows.

"The birthday gift I prepared for you is a calligraphy and painting." As he said that, Mo Shangshuang looked at the red light in front of him, stopped the car, and then raised his hand and pointed behind him, "It's all behind."

Mo Shangjun paused, finally got up, stretched out his arms and took the bags behind him.

The largest bag contains a pair of calligraphy and paintings.

What's so much that it's even framed.

Mo Shangyun took the calligraphy and painting, paused for two seconds, and then opened the calligraphy and painting after being mentally prepared.

What comes into view are four big words: dragons and phoenixes dancing, without any beauty.

Essence, loyalty, reward, country.

No signature.

“…”

After scanning these words several times, Mo Shangyun's face turned slightly dark and the corners of her mouth twitched hard.

I really want to teach this magical woman what real calligraphy is.

"Does she know what these words mean?" Mo Shangyun's voice was gloomy.

Mo Shangshuang looked at her with a little sympathy in her expression.

I couldn't bear to tell her that only these few words were written by my mother. Before I could write them, I should have read the Biography of Yue Fei in "History of the Song Dynasty".

Roll up the calligraphy and paintings, Mo Shangyun threw them back and said to Mo Shangshuang: "I'll give it to you."

Mo Shangshuang continued to drive and said seriously: "I can't bear it."

“…”

Mo Shangyun was so dark that she didn't even have the time to look at the remaining two gifts, so she threw them back.

Mo Shangshuang glanced at her.

At home, the mother's position as the first adult has never been shaken.

Mo Shangyun is still a little tender.

Nothing to say along the way.

Mo Shangshuang took Mo Shangyun to have lunch, and then sent Mo Shangyun to the airport.

When Mo Shangyun got out of the car, Mo Shangshuang specially handed the birthday gift to Mo Shangyun's hand - especially the bag containing calligraphy and paintings, and handed it to Mo Shangyun steadily.

If possible, Mo Shangshuang would probably break Mo Shangyun's fingers one by one and hold the bag tightly to avoid any accidents along the way.

Holding those bags, Mo Shangjun walked without any nostalgia, and was even a little lucky.

If you stay for a few more days, it might be more than calligraphy and painting.

Mo Shangshuang did not leave immediately, but instead stood there, watching Mo Shangyun enter the airport before slowly retracting her gaze.

Little girl, no matter what, she has a good journey.

It's good along the way.

In this life, too.
Chapter completed!