After clearing the table, Mo Fan read a book with the child for a while, and couldn't help but play with his phone. The time of raising children is very boring. Most of the time, Mo Fan leaves the children alone to be himself, and he is either watching TV or playing with his mobile phone. He is a typical lazy and unemployed person.
And where Mo Fan couldn't see, did the child look at his uncle with respectful eyes, make sure that the uncle was still there, and then lower his head to read again with peace of mind.
One is sitting at the table reading and writing, looking up from time to time, the other is lying on the sofa playing with the mobile phone, laughing once or twice, unexpectedly harmonious.
In general, Mo Fan is still a competent elder.
As the end of the new year was approaching, people who went out to work came back one after another, and the streets seemed much more lively. Mo Fan, who had been staying at home for a few months and was about to get moldy, took the child to the city again.
He bought two new clothes for himself and the children, and bought some snacks for the New Year, but Mo Fan didn't stay long.
When entering the house, Mo Fan's house seemed a bit deserted compared to the laughter of other families. However, neither of the two parties paid any attention to it. As in the past hundred days, they worked together to put away the purchased items and prepare the meal for lunch today.
When Mo Fan was cooking, the child was washing the vegetables, or focused on watching Mo Fan, instead of listening to what Mo Fan told him to go to the living room and wait.
The original owner's father was an orphan and had no relatives, and his mother was even more unknown. Since the original owner could remember, he had never seen his mother. When his father was around, he would cook more dishes for a few years, but most of the time, his father often stayed out at night and did not stay home during the Chinese New Year. The original owner especially longed for a complete family when he was a child.
Therefore, when I first learned that my friend asked him to help take care of the child and would give child support, I agreed.
There were children chasing and fighting outside the door. It was so lively. Mo Fan tilted the child in his arms and asked, "Does the baby want to play with other children?"
Mo Wei just shook his head.
"Why doesn't the baby want to play with them?"
"With uncle."
Mo Fan listened, smiled, and kissed the child's tender cheek, "So good."
Don't mention it again.
Soon, it will be New Year's Eve. Fireworks and firecrackers can't help in the old city. After dinner, the dark night sky is lit up with gorgeous light, and fireworks of all colors rise from far and near.
Mo Fan was sitting on the balcony with the child in his arms. The temperature was close to sub-zero at night, and with a chill, Mo Fan took a blanket and wrapped the two together, sitting on the chair he brought to admire this simple beauty.
"Does it look good?"
The two figures, one big and one small hugging each other, were wrapped in a fluffy blanket, which was warm and dispelled the chill around them.
"Uncle is pretty."
Mo Fan was amused, and said from time to time, "The mouth is so sweet."
"Our baby is also very good-looking, and he will be a handsome boy when he grows up."
"Uncle is pretty."
Mo Wei said stubbornly.
"Okay, that uncle is the prettiest."
"I like uncle."
"Uncle likes babies the most."
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Fanfan is addicted to raising children.
Over there, Mo Fan was still rambling on, "Baby is so smart, you must study hard and earn a lot of money in the future. Uncle will depend on you to support him."
An immature and firm voice: "Well, the baby will raise my uncle."
He was answered with a loud kiss.
I have seen the fireworks, and even if I hold a blanket in such a cold day, I still feel cold after sitting for a long time. The child was weak, so Mo Fan carried the child into the house, washed up a bit, and lay down on the warm bed together.
Mo Fan's physique is weak, and it's not easy to warm up in winter. His hands are often cold, but Mo Wei's body is always warm. After discovering this, Mo Fan hugged the baby's soft and warm body every day and fell asleep without waking up from the cold again.
On New Year's Eve, with the sound of firecrackers at night, Mo Fan fell asleep very late, and woke up later in the morning. Open the curtains, there are few people on the road, and a thin mist floats in the air, shrouding this small residential area in haze.
With a breath, the white mist rose and condensed into fine white water droplets in the icy air.
Near noon, the surrounding sounds gradually became noisy, and there were boiling human voices not far away. During the festival, any small activities in the streets and urban areas will be a large crowd. Naturally, Mo Fan wouldn't crowd those people with his children, and he didn't like it either.
The two of them, one big and one small, had a deserted and warm year.
After the seventh day of the lunar new year, people who came back returned to the city where they worked one after another, and the residential buildings in the old city returned to the tranquility of the past. The aftertaste of the Chinese New Year remains, and from time to time, a woman with a loud voice can be heard talking about the gifts her husband and children brought back from outside.
Mo Fan's eyes were a bit complicated. The beautiful little face of the child was displayed in front of his eyes, and it would soon be stained with melancholy and melancholy.
"uncle."
The child has always been sensitive to the look in Mo Fan's eyes, probably the complexity in it is too strong, the child held the book and pestered Mo Fan to read to himself.
Mo Fan doesn't like reading, and his grades are not good, but he can still understand the textbooks of the first and second grades. Mo Fan read the contents of the textbook in a gentle voice, while the child looked at the young father with admiration.
"Hey, baby, come here and try on the new clothes uncle bought for you."
In the past two years, Mo Fan didn't do anything deliberately, but added some bad tastes, such as cute and childish pajamas.
Mo Wei is already six years old and has grown a lot taller, but he is still a little girl in front of Mo Fan. The resistance on his face was ignored, Mo Fan cruelly ripped off Mo Wei's little clothes, put him on the cat pajamas with a cat tail, and left one or two photos by the way.
There are many similar photos saved in Mo Fan's phone, thinking of Mo Wei's expression when he sees these photos when he grows up, he wants to laugh inexplicably.
The contours of the child's face became deeper, giving him a hint of an adult's appearance, and the stern-faced look in cat pajamas was extremely cute. Mo Fan stroked the furry cat's ears, tugged at the little tail on the pajamas, and had a great time playing. Mo Wei's expression did not change from the beginning to the end, but there was a little connivance in his eyes.
"Well, after a while."
"I will definitely come."
A few days ago, Mo Fan ran into a gangster he used to work with in the urban area, who worked as a janitor in a club. Seeing Mo Fan, the other party actually recognized him.
In the past three years, Mo Fan has re-dyed his colorfully dyed hair black, dressed neatly, and hugged a child. The difference is not ordinary.
To say why the other party recognized Mo Fan, it was also due to the fact that the other party had helped a certain young lady chase someone, and had a deep impression on Mo Fan.
The two chatted casually for a few words and left a phone call. It just so happened that there was a shortage of people in the club these days, and it was specially designated to be good-looking. No, he suddenly thought of Mo Fan and called the other party.
Since Mo Fan bought the lottery ticket that time, he has no income, and the money in the card is almost used. This phone call from the other party can be said to be a timely help. And he doesn't need to do much, just look at the door, Dangdang is the parking boy, and the rest of the time is very free, without having to stand neatly at the door.
Primary school starts in September, and Mo Fan has signed up and paid the tuition fee for the child, and he can send him there as soon as the time is up.
This elementary school is not far from Mo Fan's home, but it's not close either. Mo Fan bought a small e-Donkey and took the child to the school himself.
The other children were at the school gate, and when they saw a strange teacher taking them to a strange place, they all cried out, only Mo Wei didn't show any expression, but there was some reluctance in his eyes.
"Go in, uncle is waiting for you outside."
The teacher standing aside heard Mo Fan claiming to be an uncle, and looked him up and down. Mo Fan looked too young among the parents. The teacher thought he was an elder brother, but it was unexpected that he was an elder.
And Uncle Mo Fan's claim made the teacher think a little more. The teacher's eyes could not help but take on some other colors, and he looked at Mo Wei with some pity. Mo Fan waved goodbye to the child indifferently, and found a place nearby to sit down and wait for someone.
Besides him, there were also many parents waiting outside.
It only takes one morning to complete the registration on the first day of school, and tomorrow is the official start of school.
The parents waiting outside chatted out of boredom, talking about the advantages of their children. Mo Fan suppressed his smile, looked a little cold, and didn't take the initiative to chat with others. Compared with the parents who gathered together in twos and threes, he seemed a bit alone.
Mo Fan pulled out his mobile phone and called the man back, saying that if he can guarantee the time to pick up the child, he can go to work tomorrow. The other party couldn't be the master, so he went to ask, and Mo Fan agreed, letting the other party have news to give him the answer.
When Mo Fan was young, he was good in the crowd, and he was handsome, so the other party recommended him as his supervisor. Working in the clubhouse, I don't have a lot of skills, but I can't get along.
In the evening, the other party called back, saying that their supervisor agreed to give him an hour to pick up the child, but he had to make up the work time, and Mo Fan agreed.
After hanging up the phone, the child looked at him calmly with dark eyes, "Uncle, where are you going?"
Mo Fan picked up the child and kissed him, "Uncle is going to work to earn money to support our little one."
The child has grown taller and heavier, but Mo Fan still has the strength to hold a child.
"I will make money to support my uncle in the future."
"Okay," Mo Fan said with a smile, "in the future, the baby will make money to support his uncle."
If you are still willing to raise it at that time.
Mo Wei couldn't hear Mo Fan's voice. Even though he looked like an adult, he was still a child. He was happy to take care of his uncle. He never thought that it would be a different situation in the future.
So, after Mo Fan went out to send the children to school in the morning, he went to work non-stop. The clubhouse is open 24 hours a day. Mo Fan started working on day shifts. There were few customers during the day, so he had to exercise first so as not to make mistakes. There was no one around during the day, so Mo Fan just stayed there playing with his phone. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he went to pick up the children and went home. After cooking, he went to the club immediately.
The child knew that his uncle wanted to make money and couldn't accompany him, so he didn't cry. He just secretly decided to make money in the future and let his uncle stay at home with him every day.