Mo Ji is now a famous person in the school. Whenever someone says they are looking for him, they will be told to go to Class 4 of Senior High School. He also has a look of helplessness on his face. These people come here to learn martial arts from him. Now martial arts

The business of the museum is booming, and there is a tendency to break through the threshold, which is beyond his expectation.

On this day, all the exams have ended, and it will be a holiday tomorrow. He is chatting and laughing with Gong Lihong. This little loli, since she was kissed deeply by him that winter night, she has to let him do it almost every night.

She must take good care of her before she is willing to go home obediently. The winter vacation lasts for about a month, and she must feel uncomfortable not being able to see her for such a long time.

Mo Ji smiled and looked at Gong Lihong's growing breasts. There were many students in the classroom packing up books. Seeing Mo Ji being so bold, she rolled her eyes at him several times. Seeing that it was not working, she gently

He twisted his arm and cursed softly: "You little gangster, what are you looking at? If you look at it again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

He smiled "hehe" and said in a low voice: "Honey, I noticed last night that your pair of little suckling pigs have metamorphosed and are about to turn into big white pigs."

When Gong Lihong heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he spat in a low voice: "It's not your fault. Every time you rub it randomly, it makes people feel itchy."

"Hey, I don't know who it is, but you take the initiative to give those little suckling pigs to my hands every time?" He looked like he was in trouble, so annoying.

"If you keep talking nonsense, let's see if I don't tear up your broken mouth!" Gong Lihong's eyes were blurred, and his pretty face was shy. Before he finished speaking, he reached out to his broken mouth.

Moji easily grabbed the pair of jade hands, held her in his hands and squeezed her slowly, feeling the smoothness like water. With a wicked smile on his face, he said softly: "Honey, the winter vacation has been so long.

, do you miss your husband?"

"I miss you, you big-headed ghost!" She said with a soft smile, her hands were held by him, and she felt a little bit happy.

"There is no sincerity at all. I miss you hundreds of times every day." His ability to coax people to death is innate and he never has to make a draft.

She said dissatisfiedly: "How dare you believe me? You're such a playboy, and last night you were chatting with the beauty named Zhang Tingfang from the next class on the playground. You think I don't know, right?"

Moji's head started to grow bigger again. After dinner last night, Zhang Tingfang invited him to the playground to discuss returning home during the winter vacation. Before leaving, he touched her white rabbit a few times. Such a private matter did not concern her.

How do you know? She probably wouldn't use such dirty tricks as "stalking". Could it be that someone saw her and reported her?

While I was thinking, someone shouted loudly downstairs: "Moji, your sister-in-law is looking for you outside the school gate!"

Moji was confused and muttered: "Where did I get my sister-in-law?"

Gong Lihong rolled her eyes at him and said, "Isn't it from your village?"

Moji thought the same thing. What kind of fellow countryman is she if she is not a sister-in-law? He got up and walked quickly to the school gate. He guessed in his heart that it was probably Widow Tian. Did something happen to the master?

As we approached the school gate, we saw a woman in red clothes standing timidly in the cold wind in the distance. After careful identification, she didn't look much like Widow Tian. She seemed to be older than her, but her face was a bit prettier.

It feels like déjà vu, but I can’t remember where I saw it.

When he walked to his side, the man raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ji faintly, his face full of sadness and sorrow. He carefully searched for the image of this man in his heart. Who is it? The woman who is on good terms with him.

She shouldn't be there, right?

The pretty woman's eyes were confused, and she said a little uneasily: "Xiaoji, don't you remember sister? I am your sister Chunxiang!"

Moji just woke up from a dream. After a closer look, it was indeed her, but her face was much thinner and she looked more haggard after not seeing him for a long time. He asked eagerly: "Sister Chunxiang, why are you here?"

Where is Brother Zhongsheng?"

Hearing his question, Fan Chunxiang burst into tears and fell into Moji's arms.

Mojidun felt at a loss and looked extremely embarrassed. He held her with one hand and patted her back with the other hand, and said uneasily: "Sister Chunxiang, don't cry. If others see this, they will think I am

What's wrong with you? If you have something to say, please tell me something." People were coming and going around, and people began to look at them. Moji quickly pulled her aside.

Fan Chunxiang probably felt that something was wrong with him at this time, so he slowly held back his tears and stabilized his mood. In his narration mixed with sobs, he finally understood the whole story: Zhongsheng's treatment was ineffective and he was gone.

But she still owed more than 20,000 yuan in medical expenses, the hospital did not allow her to exhume the body, and there was no money to bury her, so she had no choice but to find Mo Ji.

It would be easier to handle after knowing what happened. He is not short of money now and can be regarded as a good man. He comforted her and said: "Sister, don't be afraid, there is still me. Let's go to the hospital now."

Fan Chunxiang raised her pretty face, nodded timidly, and said gratefully: "You are the only one who can help me now. I want to say thank you first."

Moji didn't waste any time with her, and took her little hand and ran quickly to the hospital.

After paying the money he owed for the medicine, he called a car and took Zhongsheng’s body to the crematorium. His family was in a rural area and the road was far away, and he had no relatives there. After discussing with Fan Chunxiang, he cremated Zhongsheng’s body.

The field bought him a cemetery and buried him there. After finishing everything, it was already evening when he returned to the dark basement.

Under the dim light, the two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed. Moji looked at the pretty and thin girl and said, "Sister, what are your plans now?"

Fan Chunxiang looked at him with desolate eyes, as if she was dreaming. This morning she was still worried about Zhongsheng's funeral, and felt as if the sky was about to fall. Now everything has been sorted out, and it all depends on her eyes.

This little man. She sighed faintly and said in a charming voice: "Xiaoji, today it all depends on you. I will slowly return this affection in the future. My mind is full of chaos now. He is an orphan, and my natal family is

People from out of town, I really don’t know what to do.” After saying this, I felt sad and started sobbing softly.

Moji had no choice but to reach out and take her into his arms. This time he did not say any words to comfort him. He just let her lean into his arms quietly and sob softly. When people are overly sad, they can only vent their sorrow with tears.

It is possible to forget sorrow as soon as possible.

Fan Chunxiang leaned in his arms, sobbing softly, with tears streaming down her face. The pain that had been suppressed for many years finally disappeared. He was dead and relieved, and her heart was relieved. She took care of him.
Chapter completed!