Chapter 2417

Xiu'er was in a trance for a moment, and the impression of his father and mother was a little blurred in his mind, so he nodded: "Thinking about it."

Mo Lingwei asked again: "Does Xiu'er like uncle?"

Xiu'er looked directly into Mo Lingwei's eyes, paused, and nodded: "I like it."

Mo Lingwei sighed: "Xiu'er, I am your aunt, no matter what you say, I will not blame you, as long as it is your true inner thoughts, aunt can understand.

Human feelings are amazing, you will understand when you grow up.

But you have to remember, whether it is aunt and uncle or father and mother, they all love you.

In this world, no one loves you more than the father and mother who gave birth to you and raised you. "

Xiu'er nodded again: "Auntie, I like uncle, and uncle is also very kind to me."

Xiu'er seemed to have forgotten the role of father, "I miss Uncle Jinyu, Uncle Jinyu was killed by his wife."

Mo Lingwei just felt dizzy, "What did you say?"

"Uncle Jinyu was killed by his wife. My wife wanted to kill me, so she killed Uncle Jinyu by mistake." Xiu'er's eyes darkened, "I want to avenge Uncle Jinyu."

Mo Lingwei only felt the chills coming from all directions, enveloping her whole body.

Qin Zhirou killed Mo Jinyu, how could it be possible?

Mo Jinyu actually died at the hands of Qin Zhirou, and Xiu'er witnessed it with his own eyes. No wonder the child got aphasia after being stimulated.

That's it, that's it!

Mo Lingwei suppressed her grief and held Xiu'er's hand: "Xiu'er, my wife is Uncle Jinyu's mother, and Uncle Jinyu said before he died, don't avenge him.

At that time, Uncle Jinyu must have thought clearly.

Uncle Jinyu loves you in his heart and doesn't want you to be hurt, but he also loves his mother in his heart and doesn't want his mother to suffer revenge because of his death.

Let your father and mother decide on this matter. When you are older, you will understand Uncle Jinyu's mood at that time. "

Mo Lingwei was full of bitterness. Such a kind person, who finally cured his heart disease, would die at the hands of his own mother.

The moment he fell in a pool of blood, he must have felt so desperate. No wonder he entrusted Mo Jinlan to his brother and sister-in-law.

Mo Lingwei warned: "Xiu'er, when you came to Yuncheng, your mother just gave birth to a younger sister, who was in poor health, and you haven't seen each other for so long, if you do, you should take the initiative to get closer to your mother, okay? ?”

Xiu'er nodded, "I will treat mother well."

Mo Lingwei took Xiu'er's hand: "It's getting late, your uncle probably won't come over tonight, let's go to rest."

.....

On the second day, Mo Lingwei waited until sunset, and Feng Shaojin finally returned to the other courtyard.

It's just that he smelled of alcohol, drunk and hazy, and his steps were vain.

Mo Lingwei stood upstairs, holding on to the handrail of the stairs, and looked at the handsome man who was stepping up the steps from a distance, his brows and eyes seemed to be covered with wounds.

The dark eyes are like whirlpools, so deep that they seem to be able to absorb people's souls.

Feng Shaojin raised his hand, loosened his collar, and walked step by step towards Mo Lingwei who was standing at the stairs.

There was a faint smile on his sculpted cheeks, and he stood in front of her, his voice was a little hoarse, and the mellow aroma of wine was scorching: "Waiting for me, huh?"

He stretched out his hand, and landed on her thin shoulder with a calloused big palm, and rubbed it vigorously, as if sighing and mocking himself: "I think too much, don't I?"

Mo Lingwei held his arm and looked up at him, "Why did you drink so much wine?"

"I have something on my mind, and I feel uncomfortable!" Feng Shaojin hugged her: "Coax me, okay?"