"How delicious?" Mo Zhenzhong asked.

"Delicious." Xiao Han put his mouth together to bite the bowl.

Mo Zhenzhong sees that Xiaohan likes it, and smiles even more. He picks up a face and continues to feed Xiaohan.

Mo Qing saw that Xiao Han didn't reject his father. He was relieved and ate the bowl.

A bowl of plain noodles, which seems to be often searched for, is so delicious that it almost flashes its tongue and gobbles it up. In the blink of an eye, the bowl of noodles is at the bottom.

Xie Baoling saw that her eyes almost fell out.

Can't it be that the little guy who was fed by mother Wang, usually even chose the food made by the first-class chef, and ate up the plain noodles? What's more, it's like starving for a few lifetimes?

When Mo Zhenzhong saw that Mo Qing was eating sweetly, he pushed his bowl in front of him.

Mo Qing took a look at his father. He felt warm and did not speak. He took the noodles and ate them.

Xie Baoling looked at xiaoroubao again. The noodles in xiaoroubao's bowl had already disappeared, and she was licking the empty bowl.

Is it really so delicious?

Xie Baoling reported the attitude of trying. She took a bowl of noodles, picked a few noodles and put them in her mouth. She wanted to see this bowl of plain noodles. It was so delicious.

I sucked a piece of noodles into my mouth. It was clear that there was only the simplest seasoning, but it was fragrant.

"It's delicious!"

Xie Baoling snorted and sucked the bowl of noodles and soup clean.

Xie Baoling had a good time eating noodles. She wiped her mouth with a paper towel and said, "I have this craft, but I still hide it. I don't want to use it earlier."

Mo Zhenzhong is dejected. He has been busy with business before, and Xie Baoling is an actor, flying around all day.

Family time together is limited.

Later, when something happened to Mohist school, he went to Thailand. It was only a few years later that he became stable. Occasionally, he would come back to see Xie Baoling, but he didn't spend much time together.

Finally, Xie Baoling was free, but because of Lin Lan, she had a heart knot with him and never sat down with him for dinner.

He has skills, and Xie Baoling didn't give him a chance to perform.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mo Qing took the words.

"In the future, Lao Lao will go back to Mo house and let my father cook more."

Xie Baoling subconsciously wants to say - she doesn't want to come.

But looking at Xiaohan, he didn't say it.

***

Changkou town!

Yu Jianmin looked at the shelter built at the corner of the bridge, looking disappointed.

He received the news that he saw a woman picking up rags in Changkou town. It should be Yu Fang.

He also said that the woman had no place to live and built a shelter under the bridge, which was very pitiful.

Yu Jianmin heard that his whole heart was wrinkled. He couldn't wait for a moment to go to Changkou town.

At that time, Yu Fei went out. Before he saw anyone, he didn't want to let Yu Fei know, so as to avoid Yu Fei's suffering.

After packing up, he plans to go to Changkou town alone, but Gu Xiaoran hears him call and wants to go with him.

Gu Xiaoran just came back from Ethiopia, he let Gu Xiaoran rest at home.

But Gu Xiaoran refused to say anything.

Yu Jianmin had to let Gu Xiaoran follow.

When we got to Changkou, we went straight to the corner of the bridge mentioned by the villagers and found the shack.

The shack was dilapidated, surrounded by braided pockets. The floor was also made of all the rags. There was no quilt, only a ragged blanket full of holes.

Next to the pile are all picked up rags.

Before I got close, I smelled a bad smell.

Yu Jianmin hasn't seen anyone. His tears have come down.

Gu Xiaoran looked at the shack, his heart is also very sad, came forward to see no one in the shack, must be where to pick up junk.

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