The leather shoes fell silently on the carpet in the corridor, and the slender thighs took a regular and accurate pace, standing in front of a pink door.
This door is not only painted pink, but also has a lot of cartoon graffiti painted on the door. It is cute and childish.
He curled up his long, fair hand, which he had been experimenting with all the year round, and knocked on the door three times lightly and regularly.
There was no response inside.
After waiting for about twenty seconds, no more or no less, he raised his wrist and tapped three times again.
Just when the man's patience was exhausted and he was about to throw his hands away and go back to continue the unfinished experiment, the door opened from the inside, and a little girl about three years old stood on the stool, and a small head carefully stuck out from the door.
Her cheeks were red, and she opened her mouth to call someone, but she swallowed the words back with a tear when she saw the man's indifferent face.
Yinyin pursed her lips and followed the words taught by Uncle System: "Little, uncle..."
The man's face was cold, and he nodded indistinctly. Even in the face of a delicate and cute little dumpling who was about to cry, he did not soften his brows.
The dumpling was even more aggrieved, his hand on the back of the chair tightened, feeling that his father was not happy, Yinyin opened his mouth and stuttered and explained: "Yin, Yin couldn't open the door just now, go and move the chair cushion and raise it up. high… "
The man's eyes fell on Danzi's tense and fat face, and the pair of short legs standing barefoot on the chair, and hummed softly.
"Go get ready. Auntie will come to change your clothes and pack your things in a while, you can come with me."
It has been a long time since the dumpling came to this house before I saw my father.
According to my father's father, who is also my grandfather, my father couldn't get out of the lab, so he waited until now to pick him up.
Facing the young and cute little niece, the dumpling who was about to become his nominal daughter, the man still kept his words concise and to the point, just like talking to the assistants in the laboratory.
The old man in the wheelchair was pushed over by the servant, and when he heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "Little bastard, give me a good fix for your brokenness!"
Mo Linqing was noncommittal, lightly touched the frame with his fingertips, and said, "There are still twenty minutes."
Mo Guosheng: "..."
When the dumplings were neatly cleaned up by the servants, the father and son of the Mo family were already sitting on the sofa waiting in the living room.
Mo Guosheng is the grandfather of the dumplings, and Mo Linqing is the uncle of the dumplings and the man who will soon become her guardian and father.
The Mo family came from a veteran military family in Kyoto. From the chaotic period to the present, the descendants of the family have chosen to join the army without exception.
Except for Mo Linqing, the youngest son of the Mo family, he was a famous genius since childhood.
He has a high IQ and good physical condition in all aspects, but he does not take the usual path. Mr. Mo asked him to join the army, but he refused. He studied abroad independently when he was young. As an adult, he followed the professors in and out of the laboratory. By the age of 30, he is already a leader in biopharmaceuticals in the National Academy of Sciences, with all kinds of honors in one.
Mr. Mo, Mo Guosheng, has only two sons. The eldest son and his wife are soldiers. They died in a multinational hostage rescue mission, leaving behind a three-year-old daughter.
Mo Linqing has not yet married, and the only child left by the eldest son is the only grandchild of the old Mo family. Since childhood, the Mo family has suffered from pain to the bones. Such a delicate and soft granddaughter has lost her parents in one day. , Mr. Mo, don't mention how distressed he is.
After thinking about it, I felt that the child can't be so alone, without a parent to take care of him, and it is inconvenient for him to take care of his granddaughter when he is old, so that little boy who spends all day in the laboratory and is destined to marry the laboratory for the rest of his life. The son becomes the best choice for the guardian of the granddaughter.
Yinyin was taken out of the elevator by the nanny holding hands. The old man waved to her when he saw it from a distance. A serious old face smiled and turned into a flower, kind and kind, completely different from the expression when facing his son.
"Yinyin, come here, grandpa."
The dumpling had short hands and short legs and climbed onto the sofa. He sat obediently between the father and son. After sitting down, he turned his head and gave his uncle Baba a soft and flattering smile, like the first time a little cub saw a beast stronger than himself. At that time, that kind of stupid look of tumbling back and forth with his little belly to show his goodwill.
Mo Linqing's eyebrows did not change, and he turned his head indifferently.
Mr. Mo didn't notice this move. His youngest son spent years in the laboratory and didn't go home very often, and he didn't know his granddaughter well. Except when he came back when his granddaughter was full moon, the two uncles and nephews never had contact with him later.
Father Mo was afraid that his son's indifference would frighten the poor little granddaughter, so he took her to him and protected him by his side.
"I'm too lazy to quarrel with you today, Mo Linqing, if you still have a little conscience, treat your brother's children well. Did your brother save you at risk of your life when you were kidnapped when you were a child?"
"Now your elder brother and elder sister-in-law are gone, old man, I'm getting old again, and when I leave in the future, even your father and daughter will depend on each other for life. Why don't you have a better conscience for her?"
It's rare for the old man to be calm and talk to this disobedient son so much. It's all from the truth. It's a pity that he spent most of his life in the army, and the soldiers under his hands have always faced the outside world with a tough attitude. , Rarely is there such a soft time. When talking, there is a faint water in his eyes. The old man took off his reading glasses, turned his head and wiped it at will.
The dumpling approached cautiously, grabbed Grandpa's big hand, and Xiaomayin coaxed, "Grandpa won't cry or be sad, Yinyin will be good, grow up well, protect Grandpa, protect Dad, Xiao, and Uncle."
Mo Guosheng saw a smile on his face, and the calloused old man rubbed his granddaughter's hairy head with his hands. His wife left early. Such an obedient and soft granddaughter is the most filial and caring, who can he hurt if he doesn't hurt her
Mo Linqing moved a position and sat on the sofa opposite the grandfather and grandson, watching indifferently the scene of grandfather and grandson being kind to Sun Xiao.
After about five minutes, he didn't look at his watch, but he was accurate and said, "There are ten minutes left, I have to go."
The grandfather and grandson moved in unison and turned to look at him, their eyes filled with confusion.
Mo Guosheng: "..."
Danzi secretly said to the system, "Dad looks good or bad."
The system chuckled twice, "Little cub, your bad dad needs you to help him reform. By the way, remember to stop him from doing bad things."
Yinyin clenched her fists. She could say that Baba doesn't seem to be easy to get along with, and she looks a little nasty, but she is not allowed to say that, the system will make the dumpling angry and snorted, "Baba will not do bad things. , he will be good!"
"… "
Mo Linqing was keenly aware of something, and looked down at the dumpling who had rubbed against him, and the dumpling was crawling towards him.
Mo Linqing: "..."
He frowned slightly, "Go down."
The dumpling didn't listen, and continued to go up in fear, pulling on his thighs and not letting go, as if a dead pig was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
Mo Linqing glanced at the old man who was cheering and encouraging his granddaughter, and instantly found the source of her confidence.
The appearance of the dumplings is very different from the timid opening of the door at the beginning. Maybe it is because of the presence of this grandfather who unconditionally spoils his granddaughter. In the eyes of the dumplings, the grandfather is the father's father, so the grandfather's words are the most useful, and the father dare not not listen. of.
Mo Linqing stretched out his hand, two slender fingers like jade grabbed the collar of the dumpling, and threw her back to the opposite side. The sofa was a soft sofa, and the small meat balls fell on it and bounced gently.
Mo Guosheng was so distressed that he started blowing his beard and staring again. Before he could speak, Mo Linqing continued, "Five minutes left."
Mo Guosheng: "..."
"It's alright, it's alright, the things have been packed up long ago, just let Yinyin go directly with you."
"I can tell you, if you dare to treat my granddaughter badly, I will ask the guards to trouble you!"
Although Mo Linqing has been in the laboratory all the year round, his skills are not bad. Hearing this, he glanced at him lightly, "Are you sure?"
"… "
Mo Guosheng didn't want to talk to his son, who was as insensitive as a rock. He turned his head and warned his granddaughter, and in front of his son, he said without hesitation, "Yinyin, grandpa told you that you went to the school. Uncle, no, it's dad now, go to dad, don't be afraid of him, you should eat and drink, look for him if you need anything, don't be afraid, if dad bullies you, you call and tell grandpa, grandpa will help you teach him a lesson !"
As he spoke, he remembered something, and said reluctantly, "You can also find your grandfather and grandma, tsk, forget about their nerd family, they are very weak, and they are not as capable as your grandfather!"
After speaking, Mo Guosheng was happy again, rubbed the dumpling's head, coaxed her to call Grandpa, and said with a smile: "Grandpa told you, go to Dad's place as a long-term worker, tell him what you want, your dad don't I don’t have the ability, and I still have the ability to run errands and make money for our little girl.”
The guards on the side couldn't bear to look directly, and Aunt Wang, who had served in the Mo family for many years, was also a little helpless.
The older the old man is, the more urchin-like he becomes, and he can't get along with his younger son all day long, but now this appearance also makes them feel at ease.
The old man had just sent away the eldest son and his wife, who had high hopes of inheriting his mission. The white-haired man and the black-haired man were able to recover so quickly, thanks to Miss Yinyin.
He transferred all his love and regret for his son and daughter-in-law to the young lady, and the pain was like eyeballs. Now that he can be so angry that his granddaughter squeezes his son, it is reassuring and funny at the same time.
In contrast, Mo Linqing, the son, was like a big patriarch, sitting there calmly like a mountain, letting the granddaughter who was the grandfather do evil.
He told his granddaughter that he was bullied and wanted to find someone to support him. He cited a bunch of names. He also hoped that the granddaughter had a small book in her pocket with a bunch of phone numbers on it, pointing to tell her which was who. If you were bullied, who should you call
Yinyin was very good. She sat on the side and listened to her grandfather. After listening, she obediently wrote it down. She thought that if her father was not good, she would call her father's elders.
When the time came, the guard helped the young lady carry a pink Hello Kitty suitcase, and together with Mr. Mo, the granddaughter and son were sent away.
When Mo Linqing got into the car, his eyebrows and eyes were barely visible, and the time was not much or not, and it was exactly that time to get on the bus.
After Danzi got into the car, she sat in the temporarily prepared child seat. She twisted her fat body and looked around, as if she was patrolling the site.
Mo Linqing drove the car. When he was driving, he had the same temperament as him, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, keeping the same, almost gentle to the point of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The guardianship procedure had already been done a long time ago, Mo Linqing raised his eyes slightly and observed in the rearview mirror that his niece was now... daughter.
Nice, but a little stupid.
Mo Linqing frowned and remembered his eldest brother and some unfamiliar sister-in-law. In his memory, it seemed that both of them were top students of the National Defense Military Academy, and their IQ was obviously not a problem.
Tuanzi didn't know what her father was thinking. After she inspected the site, she couldn't see anything at all. The fat body tried to reach over and approached her father, but unfortunately she was stopped by the seat belt.
Xiao Naiyin grumbled with dissatisfaction, and then said, "Dad, where are we going?"
"Where does Dad live?"
"dad… "
Young dumplings always seem to have a lot of topics to talk about. For a man who is always cold as an iceberg, he may not talk as many times a month as dumplings a day.
Tuanzi's chattering little milky voice was blocked by him, and he didn't answer. After waiting for the red light to stop, he opened his lips and said, "First, live with me, you have to listen to me in the future, and second, don't talk much."
Mo Linqing lived in a closed high-end community not far from the National Academy of Sciences, living in a high-rise apartment.
The house of more than 300 square meters has only three rooms, one is a bedroom, one is a study, and the other is a small private laboratory with a combination lock.
The living room is amazingly large, with cool gray tones taking over the entire living room, white walls, gray carpet, sofa, icy wine cooler and open kitchen.
As soon as Tuanzifu came in, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, his eyes widened and he was amazed, "Dad, your place is really big!"
Mo Linqing didn't know where to bring a small bed, or maybe it was stuffed by the old man. It was a pink bed with a yurt-like bed curtain, and there were a few small dolls in it, obviously not from his handwriting. , he paused a little when he glanced over the dolls, and said, "You sleep here first, don't make a sound."
The bed was placed in a small corner of the living room and looked pitiful in the spacious, cold living room.
Tuanzi Fat Claw grabbed the pink gauze curtain of his little bed, widened his eyes and couldn't believe it, "Dad, are you letting me sleep here?"
"Where's the room? Where's Yinyin's room?"
Mo Linqing: "As you can see, there are no extra rooms here. If you are willing, I will arrange for you to enter the school tomorrow, and you can live there."
Dumpling: "… "
Yinyin couldn't believe it and complained to Uncle System, "How could my father be so cruel? He's so bad!"
The system grinned, suddenly wanting to see how the villain would ride on top of his head by a little cub in the future.
Throughout the several worlds he has experienced with his cub, no matter how the villain despised the cub at the beginning, it was really fragrant in the end.
Take Qin Yuli from the previous world, who said that this person enjoys a good life. He is a human being who lives a relatively self-contained life. The son of a man, wasn't he willing to work hard to become a cow and a horse to raise his son
Mo Linqing had rarely seen such a person who dared to coddle with him and ask for things, even a three-year-old child.
He didn't seem to be good at dealing with such a situation, and he seemed to be indifferent to it. Qing Lingling glanced at the dumpling, then turned and threw himself into the kitchen.
Mo Linqing's life is neat and orderly. When he cooks, even the seasonings he puts down are in accordance with the proportions on the Internet. The pair of hands doing the experiment accurately scooped up the same proportion of seasonings without weighing them. into the pot.
The taste of the food was very bland, the dumpling clumsily took a bite with a small spoon and glanced at the opposite Baba, a small fat face wrinkled into a tangled ball.
Mo Linqing wiped his mouth and hands and said, "What's the matter?"
The dumpling was fine, just wanted to talk to his father. Seeing that his father was so indifferent, the dumpling was also a little angry. He snorted, turned his head, got off the chair with a small bowl, and squatted in the corner to eat. It looks like a poor little one who has been abused.
Tuanzi turned on the video phone watch on his wrist, and after thinking about it, he called his grandfather first.
At this time, it was about six o'clock in the afternoon, it was still dark, and the Mo family's mansion looked a little cold without the children.
Sitting at the dining table, Mo Guosheng couldn't swallow the food. In the past, he was accompanied by a good-natured granddaughter, but now he is the only old man left!
At this moment, the guard came over with his mobile phone, "Miss Yinyin's phone."
Mo Guosheng's eyes lit up, "Hurry up, my granddaughter called me, hurry up and give it to me."