"Uncle Mo Jue, why are you here?"
Shazhi just stood up. Before she could turn off the computer, Mo Jue had come to her.
He raised his hand and rubbed her hair. His eyes fell on the computer screen behind her. He could only see lines of dense characters.
The prevention and control system of the base should not have to stay up so late, and depending on the concentration of yarn weaving, it is obviously not a small fuss at ordinary times.
He said calmly, "what are you busy with? It's not even good to eat. Do you want me to tell you aunt Haixi?"
Shazhi stuck out her tongue and smiled at him as if he were serious, trying to fool him: "no, uncle Mo Jue, I've already eaten."
Mo Jue raised her eyebrows and looked at her face with an expression of "I am sincere" and remained unmoved.
He reached out and pointed to the leftover food on the table next to him, humming, "that's it?"
"This..."
Shazhi's eyes moved back and forth on the meal and Mo Jue's face, and a trace of chagrin gradually appeared in the bottom of her eyes.
She thought Mo was cheating on her.
After all, hamu usually comes in quietly to take away the food. She thought she had cleaned up today. Unexpectedly, she still put it here. The servant stole the stolen goods and got it
"Huh?" Mo Jue made a deep sound. It seemed that she was still waiting for Shazhi to explain honestly.
Shazhi secretly glanced at him, felt guilty and said, "I... actually I'm not hungry..."
As soon as her voice fell, Mo Jue frowned: "then don't eat?"
His serious appearance is a deterrent, but after leaving the back mountain, several little guys are not afraid of him.
Shazhi is more afraid of the man behind him, who is far away in Hunan city.
"I know. I promise I'll have a good meal from tomorrow. Uncle Mo Jue, just keep it a secret for me, okay?"
Shazhi put her hands together and begged Mo Jue, "really, you can let uncle hamu supervise me. Don't tell Aunt Haixi this time. She will be worried..."
"Hum."
Seeing that her attitude was quite serious, Mo Jue pretended to snort coldly and didn't continue the problem.
Just waiting for Shazhi to take a breath, he turned his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed to the nearby computer and said, "what about this? What new things are you tossing about?"
"This... Also, nothing... What..."
Seeing that he asked for the codes on the screen, Shazhi replied in a low voice.
But the voice was getting lower and lower in Mo Jue's eyes, until it was almost like a mosquito humming in the end.
Her head was almost parallel to the ground.
Mo Jue glanced at her drooping head, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know if your aunt Haixi slept at this time?"
Yarn weaving: "
"It's a new program." She stamped her feet and reluctantly told the truth.
Mo Jue raised his eyebrows. The mobile phone turned slightly in the palm of his hand and was taken back by him. His other hand had been pulled over the chair and sat down on one side: "be careful."
Shazhi looked at him, and she knew that no one could hide anything from him in front of this man.
She sighed. Her little head hung down involuntarily and said honestly, "this is a new program I made with ah Dong. If it succeeds, you can find a chance to give it to ah Jin."
"Ah Jin?" Mo Jue frowned, "what do you want to do?"
Shazhi said seriously, "with this program, ah Jin can avoid all surveillance by surfing the Internet or calling and sending messages there, so that they won't find out. In the future... We can contact ah Jin secretly."
"What's Jane Yi's idea?" Besides him, Mo Jue really can't think of anyone who dares to be so bold.
Shazhi nodded and said, "I want to say it's me, but I'm afraid you won't believe it."
Mo Jue Leng snorted and didn't say anything.
These kids are bigger than one idea. They haven't been managed for a few days, so they have secretly made such a big deal again.
Shazhi looked at his face and asked cautiously and tentatively, "Uncle Mo Jue, do you also think this is a good idea? Although we haven't finished this program yet, with the ability of ah Dong and I, we will succeed in a short time. Then we can contact ah Jin."
"Well, so?" Mo Jue narrowed his eyes and waited for the second half of the little girl's sentence. He didn't believe Shazhi said so long in order to convince him to believe the ghost program.
"So..."
Shazhi swallowed her saliva and pulled his sleeve to be coquettish: "so uncle Mo Jue, don't tell Uncle Ji Wei and aunt Haixi? They are under great pressure, so don't let them worry about it. Besides, we made a Jin's affair ourselves, so let us solve it ourselves. Don't you always teach us that?"
"I only remember that I taught you how to protect yourself and your teammates, but I don't remember that I taught you how to hide the truth." Mo Jue smiled darkly.
Shazhi skimmed her lips: "it hasn't succeeded yet. If you tell Aunt Haixi now, she won't hurt her if she fails."
"So we old guys want to thank you for thinking of us?" Mo Jue sneered.
Shazhi could hear that he was already a little angry.
She was stunned and said seriously, "Uncle Mo Jue, don't you believe our ability?"
They have never been lazy in training. No matter which test and game, they have never lost anyone to their family.
Don't they deserve to be trusted once?
Mo Jue sighed. The little girl in front of her was not tall, but the light in her eyes was very firm.
He raised his hand and rubbed her hair in a kind tone: "Shazhi, I don't believe you, but you're still young..."
"But we've been growing."
Shazhi interrupted him, "we haven't grown up yet, but we have never stopped learning. Uncle Mo Jue, I ask you to give us a chance so that we can prove that we have grown up."
Mo Jue was silent.
Shazhi thought and said another thing: "in fact, ah Jin left us a letter before he left."
Mo Jue was stunned. Mo Xiujin left a letter?
Mentioning this, Shazhi was a little sad and her tone was low: "he left us a letter at the airport before he left." After a pause, she continued, "or only one word - seven."
Mo Jue wondered, "seven?"
What's the meaning of this?
Shazhi nodded and her eyes were slightly red: "ah Jin is telling us that he will come back in seven years at most."
Seven years.
Rao Shimo Jue was stunned and didn't know how to speak for a moment.
Shazhi sucked her nose, raised the back of her hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes and sobbed: "Uncle Mo Jue, in seven years, we will go forward with ah Jin. Even if we are not in the same place, we will tell him in our own way that we are a family. No matter how long it has been in the past, no one has left behind. Please believe us."