Mo Siyu blinked those clear eyes, exchanged a clear look with Chi Yebai, and stretched out his arms to Chu Yunyao with a smile: "Mother, don't you know me?"

"Siyu." Chu Yunyao carried her off the stage and asked Sister Hua to fetch water, wanting to wash off the colorful makeup on Siyu's face: "You dress up like this, my mother really doesn't care about it." I recognized you at a glance, but mother has recognized you now."

Chu Yunyao rubbed her little head, tears blurred with excitement: "Siyu, mother misses you so much, mother brought your father-in-law and your brother here."

Mo Lingyuan carried Xiu'er in front of Siyu, staring at that wonderful little face, "Siyu, I am the commander-in-chief, this is your elder brother Xiu'er, we are here to take you home."

Siyu sweetly called "Father handsome" her dark eyes fell on Xiu'er, she stared at Xiu'er's eyes for a moment, she felt a rare shyness, and didn't call brother immediately.

Xiu'er handed the little wooden horse to Siyu: "Sister, this is the little wooden horse I gave you. I don't know if you like it or not. If you don't like it, I'll give you something else later."

Chi Yebai glanced at the little wooden horse in Xiu'er's hand, and thought, under his teaching, Siyu hasn't seen anything good? This kind of small wooden horse is either made of gold or jade, and there are also exquisitely carved ones of all kinds of high-quality wood.

This kind of small wooden horse carved from ordinary pineapple wood is still precious in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is not in Siyu's eyes at all.

Chi Yebai was afraid that Siyu would look down on him, but he didn't expect Siyu to take it with his little hand, and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you brother."

Xiu'er's stern little face melted like ice and snow, and a slight smile appeared instantly.

Chi Yebai's heart fell to the ground.

When the masters saw Young Marshal Mo and Mrs. Mo arriving, they seemed to see a savior in an instant, and they gathered around to say hello to Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao.

Mo Lingyuan said respectfully: "We are busy with the war, and we haven't brought Siyu with us for a long time. Thank you for your hard work."

The old master who had just been scolded by Chi Yebai and Siyu bravely took a step forward, stood in front of several old men, and bowed to Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao, "Young Master Mo, young lady, this old man is not talented. , I failed to teach the little lady well, I am ashamed, today I dare to..."

Sister Hua happened to come in with warm water, and interrupted the old man's words: "Mrs. Mo, the warm water you want is here."

Siyu glanced at Chi Yebai, who was staring at his wife with his eyes, and said to Chu Yunyao in a childish voice, "Mother, godfather told me that father-in-law and mother are very hard to fight outside. Yu really wanted to share the worries of his father and mother.

But Siyu was still young, and once I heard my godfather tell me the story of Mulan's military service, I clamored to learn this play and learned to sing it to my mother and father-in-law.

Let me sing it to you, okay? "

In this day and age, in the eyes of the rich and the rich, opera singers were considered unworthy. At best, they were only opera singers, and their status was not much higher than that of the girls in Lan Kwai Fong.

But Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao didn't discriminate against each other at all, what's more, in Chu Yunyao's original time and space, it was not easy to inherit the national quintessence of singing and opera, and it was about to disappear.

So, when I heard that my daughter liked to sing opera at a very young age, she even learned to sing for her parents. She was so moved that she didn’t know what to do. She almost shed tears. All her attention was focused on her daughter whom she hadn’t seen for a long time. There are also thoughts to share with others.

Chu Yunyao nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, for my mother's good daughter, please sing a short section for us."