Chapter 5 The Men Are Back

"Dad, you're back. Lanlan is awake. Go and have a look. Erlang said to the man who came in.

"Um." The man answered and then quickly walked towards Molan.

Molan looked at the man from the door, and saw the man in his early 30s, with bronze skin shining in the light of the sunset. Horny face, thick black eyebrows, big eyes, tall nose bridge, thin lips.

Molan looked at him, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet. From the moment she passed through, the corners of her eyes were often wet. From grandma to mother. Now she has seen her father again. They are all their own relatives. How can you not make her excited? She is now very sure that this must be her previous life. Why don't you look so much like your own relatives in another time and space?

I don't know what's going on with another time and space? Is there no breath or is someone living for themselves? At this moment, Molan sincerely prays to God that there will be a kind person to live for her. I hope she can love herself and her husband and wife. I hope she can honor her parents for herself.

"Did, does it still hurt? Dad came back late. Where do you still feel uncomfortable now? The man asked softly. He is Molan's father, Mo Changhe. At this moment, Mo Changhe looked at the wound on his daughter's forehead and wet eyes, and his eyes were full of heartache.

Molan came to her senses and looked at her father again. The man in front of him raised his hair and inserted a silver hairpin. Wearing cloth clothes. Compared with another father in time and space, he is more elegant. The face of the father in another time and space is too resolute. Looking at it makes people involuntarily afraid. When she was young, she was very afraid of her father.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Dad, sit down." Molan quickly put away her thoughts and let her father sit down.

"Um. The girl is good." Mo Changhe looked at his daughter lovingly and sat on the edge of the kang. Erlang stood behind Mo Changhe.

Before the three people could say anything, a few people came in outside.

Walking in front of the head is a red-faced old man in his 50s, wearing cloth clothes and trousers. I pinned a cigarette bag around my waist. The old man's face is serious. Although there are traces of wind and frost on his face, it is not difficult to see that the young man looks good.

Wang followed him. Molan knew the identity of the old man at a glance. Because he and another grandfather in time and space are like twin brothers. It's just that my grandpa doesn't smoke.

Beside Wang is an old man with white skin. At the age of about 50, he should be his second grandfather. Molan's conjecture. No wonder the father of the second grandmother is willing to marry his daughter. You know, Feng's father is a scholar. Although there is no money in the family, the status of a scholar is very high. It seems that the first is that the boss of the Feng family is not small, and the second grandpa should be a beautiful man when he was young.

The skin of this family is good. Then you should be good-looking, right? If she can look the same as herself in another time and space, she will be satisfied. The little girl was thinking about this at this time. I don't know whether to say that she is big-hearted or narcissistic.

Molan looked at the people behind the second master and had a headache. Why are they here again? She doesn't need so many people to see her. Can't you make her quiet?

When Mo Changhe saw someone coming, he quickly stood up from the edge of the kang. Father, mother, second uncle, second aunt. Sister-in-law, you are all here. Sit down."

"Ye". Mo Lan's grandfather Mo Quan answered. Then he sat cross-legged on the kang and asked, "What's wrong, girl Lan?" He saw Molan struggling to get up and quickly said, "Lie down quickly, there is no outsider, no need to be polite."

"Sir, I'm fine, but I have a headache." Molan smiled weakly. I lay down as Grandpa said. In fact, she doesn't hurt much anymore. It doesn't matter if you go to the ground now. It's just that the people in the second room are also there. She has to pretend.

Wang also went to the kang. Sitting next to Molan, she stroked her hair lovingly.

"Daughter Lan, have a good rest. If there is anything you want to eat, let your mother do it for you. If you don't have it at home, you can tell the second master. The second master will buy it for you. Mo Jin also sat on the kang next to his brother Mo Quan.

"You buy it, is the silver blown by the strong wind? The income of the family is under the control of the sister-in-law. What's the money from our house?" Feng looked at his man and said that he wanted to buy food for Molan, and immediately shouted.

"That's right. Just now, I saw my second sister-in-law steamed eggs for Lan Yatou. We don't even have bamboo and chrysanthemums. What else does she want to eat? Cui also muttered.

Do your pigs also want to eat eggs? This life is so good! Mozhu? Ink pig! Molan maliciously slandered the name of her cousin Erfang in her heart.

"Second Master, I'm fine. It's good to have eggs to eat. As for anything else, you'd better buy it for Brother Zhu and Sister **." Molan ignored Feng and Cui. He said softly to Mo Jin.

Mo Quan and Wang listened to Mo Lan's answer and smiled with relief. The girl Lan was sensible. The two of them looked at Mojin and Feng at the same time. But he didn't say anything.

At this time, Qiu entered the room with a bowl. She was followed by a little boy more than 1 meter tall. The boy was beautiful, but a little thin. It's not like those boys that Molan has seen before.

This is her younger brother Xiao San'er. He is malnourished at a glance. Molan sighed in her heart.

She watched her brother climb up from the edge of the kang and slowly crawl to her side. The careful appearance made Molan want to laugh, the funny little guy.

When Wang saw Mo Lin coming, he reached out and pulled him to his side and sat down next to Molan.

The little guy looked at Molan with big eyes, and his little hand stretched out and gently touched the wound on Molan's head. He said, "My sister doesn't hurt. San'er will give you a boo." After saying that, he gently blew on Molan's wound with his little mouth.

Molan looked at the cute little guy in front of her, and her heart became soft in an instant. The little guy's big eyes are full of concern. Molan was very touched by the childish action. In another time and space, she was only married for a year and did not become a mother. But this does not prevent her body from emitting the brilliance of motherhood.

"My sister doesn't hurt, and my third son is not sad. I will be fine after a sleep. I can play with San'er again tomorrow. Molan comforted the little guy in a soft voice.

"Lanlan, the egg custard is ready. I'll feed you." Qiu's bowl also came to Molan.

A fragrance was introduced into Molan's nostrils. She slowly sat up against her grandmother and looked at the steamed egg custard in Qiu's hand.

White bowl, yellow eggs, green chopped green onions. There are still a few drops of sesame oil on it. It smells so good.

Molan took a deep breath. This kind of thing that she didn't eat sparsely in another time and space made her drool at this time. She knew that egg custard was rare for the whole Mo family, not to mention the original owner. In addition to my uncle's one egg a day to nourish his body at home. No one else has it.

Molan swallowed his saliva. It seems that this thing is really powerful for himself. No wonder people often say what kind of life they live in. Isn't that it? Now the steamed egg custard is delicious for her.

"Mom, I'll do it myself." Molan smiled at Qiu and reached out to pick up the bowl. Just kidding, she is 26 years old. How dare you let people feed you?

It's so hot that Molan retracted his hand reflexively. Looking at my mother holding the bowl, she looks relaxed. Why is it so hot?

"It's not burned, is it?" Wang reached out and took the bowl and asked his granddaughter.

Molan shook her head, but it was burned. It was okay. Molan saw that her grandmother also easily took the bowl. My skin is so tender.

"You can eat egg custard, not to mention being scalded. I would like to burn it for ten times. It's a pity that our second room is raised by our second wife, and no one hurts. Feng muttered reluctantly.

Wang ignored her, gently blew the steamed egg custard, motioned Mo Lan to open her mouth and feed her.

"How's the meal of the second brother's family? Our bamboo and chrysanthemum don't have egg custard to eat. If you don't eat, you want to starve us to death." Feng shouted at Qiu.

"Second aunt, it will be ready soon. My sister-in-law is watching the dishes, and plums are also helping. If all right, they will bring it in. I'll put the table on first." As Qiu said, he went to the table next to him.

"Second sister-in-law, hurry up. My parents and Dalang are in a hurry to wait in the house." Cui Shi urged on the side.

Molan ate steamed egg custard in her mouth and gave Cui a white look. If you are in a hurry, you won't move. We have to do everything for the women in our big house. You are ready to say so much. I won't do it next time. Let's see if you will starve to death!