"Mr. Mo, hello."
In the cake room of the handcraft workshop, the two clerk sisters saw Mo Zhengyan's arrival and greeted them warmly. Then he lowered his head again and saw the little boy who was still following the man, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw that the little boy was only four or five years old, but he was very tall. Among the children of the same age, he was obviously slender, with slender arms and legs. The little guy has a beautiful face, extremely handsome facial features, and a pair of big piercing eyes, which is unparalleled clarity. He wears lively and vigorously, orange matches blue, which makes him exquisite and handsome.
Anyone who sees such a child who looks like a powdered jade will feel tender and affectionate.
However, there was no smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was looking at, as if he was examining it.
"Mr. Mo, this is your son, right?" The store manager stepped forward and asked diligently. The two men looked exactly the same, and they knew they were a father and son.
Mo Zhengyan smiled and shouted, "Shao Yu, come and say hello to Auntie and Sister."
"Hello, Auntie." Mo Shaoyu yelled, clasping her small hands on her backpack, like a good student.
All three answered happily, and the store manager smiled, "Children, come, let's pick the cake first, okay?"
The store manager reached out to Mo Shaoyu and wanted to hold him, but although the little guy was polite, he refused to let others hold hands and only nodded.
"It seems to be a confession." The store manager smiled and replied, so he gently gestured and brought Mo Shaoyu into the store, "Mr. Mo, please here."
In front of the glass display case of the cake shop, the counter was filled with countless cakes. There were so many varieties of all kinds. The shop manager asked, "Little boy Shaoyu, can you choose a cake? One we like, and then we let Uncle Cake Master make it."
Mo Shaoyu nodded again, and the little man stood in front of the glass cabinet, looking at it carefully.
"This, it's chocolate flavored, white chocolate flavored, with cherries on top..." The store manager introduced him to it again.
Shao Yu looked at the cakes for a long time, but he did not make a sound selection.
"Kid, which one do you like?" The store manager asked again, but Mo Shaoyu still didn't say anything.
"Which one you like, tell Auntie." Mo Zhengyan lowered his head beside him.
Shao Yu stood aside obediently. In silence, he stared at the cakes. With such a serious look, even his two small eyebrows wrinkled, as if he was embarrassed, more like he was confused, "Which one does my mother like? ."
Mo Zhengyan stared, Shao Yu still muttered, "I don't know which one my mother likes."
"So, did you choose the cake for your mother?" The store manager understood.
Shao Yu nodded again, "Well!"
"Then what does mother like to eat? Do you like chocolate? Or do you like fruit?" the manager continued to ask.
What does mom like.
This made the little guy even more embarrassed and confused. The store manager on the side was still bending over and smiling and asked, he replied, "I don't know."
what? do not know? The shop manager was stunned, and the other two clerk sisters were also stunned. The shop manager smiled back and asked, "Why don't you know, don't you remember? Think about what your mother likes to eat?"
"Just don't know." Shao Yu's childish voice is stubborn.
"This..." The manager turned his head and looked at Mr. Mo.
Mo Zhengyan smiled apologetically at them. He approached his son and said beside him, "Choose whichever you like."
"Can you?" Shao Yu hesitated, "Will my mother like it."
"Of course you can." Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Mother must like everything you like."
Meeting his father's eyes, Shao Yu smiled, "Well!"
"Then I want this!" At this moment, the little guy chose quickly, and his little hand pointed.
Looking in that direction, everyone laughed. It turned out to be a bear cake. The cake is made with a cartoon head portrait of a bear, and it is really cute with two strawberries.
Once the cake was selected, the cake maker started making it on the spot.
The clerk greeted the two fathers and sons and went to the rest area to sit and rest. Mo Zhengyan sat, but Mo Shaoyu didn't want to sit. "Dad, can I see how Uncle makes cakes."
"Go ahead."
With his father's permission, Shao Yu immediately ran to the window, where he stood watching the cake master making in the window. Layer after layer, the process of making the cake is sophisticated and complicated. But watching the making of a cake is so magical, the little guy was dumbfounded.
When it was almost finished, the clerk shouted, "Children, do you want to go in and make a cake together? Then order strawberries and the cake will be ready."
When the little guy heard it, his eyes were full of interest, but he didn't immediately agree. Instead, he looked at his father who was sitting behind him. Mo Zhengyan heard their conversation and he agreed.
Mo Zhengyan was outside, watching his son decorate the cake with strawberries under the guidance of the cake master, Shao Yu looked serious, doing everything with such an expression of effort, making him smile.
The clerk on the side looked at this handsome gentleman, and his eyes were so spoiled, without words.
Happy times always go by very quickly. The strawberries on the cake here have been decorated. The clerk took Mo Shaoyu to wash his hands. In the bathroom, he stepped on the step chair to wash his hands.
The little girl clerk looked at the child's reflection in the mirror and couldn't help sighing, "My child, you and your father look like you."
"Everyone said so." Shao Yu answered seriously, washing his hands.
"However, there are some differences, it should be like a mother." The clerk smiled.
"Like a mother?" Mo Shaoyu raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror in a daze, as well as the clerk's sister.
"Yes, you are mom and dad's little baby, of course you are like the two of them." The clerk smiled, in fact, there have been many discussions about the handsome father and son in private just now. The facial features of the two father and son are similar, but they are not exactly the same. Compared with the toughness of the father, the boy is a little more beautiful, and it must be inherited from the mother. To be able to give birth to such a cute and beautiful baby, then the child's mother must also be a beautiful woman.
Shao Yu got off the step chair and the clerk handed him a tissue to wipe his hands. The little guy looked up at her and heard her say, "Your mother must be very beautiful, a big beauty. That's why you look so good-looking. "
When the cake is done, the father and son are leaving too. Everyone sent off, and Shao Yu said goodbye to them one by one. Before leaving, Mo Shaoyu looked at the short-haired clerk, and he suddenly said, "Sister, you are also a beautiful woman!"
These cold words made Mo Zhengyan slightly astonished, because his son rarely praised this way, but they didn't have time to ask any more, and the two left.
Only a few people in the cake shop were left inexplicably, the clerk who was praised happily said, "Little handsome guy praises me as a beautiful woman!"
"Why don't you praise me!" The other person was unwilling to be slightly annoyed.
In the car back, Mo Zhengyan drove the car and looked at the rear seat. He saw his son sitting in the safety seat, his little hand was still holding the cake, fearing that the cake would slip off. After leaving the cake shop, Mo Zhengyan brought Shao Yu to the Mo Mansion. It had already been notified, so the steward Cao of the mansion was also waiting.
Although Mo Shaoyu has always grown up in the old house, as long as Mo Zhengyan is free, he will take him to the mansion to live alone for a day or two every week. The car drove into the mansion, the green and cute mansion, but the garden was full of red flowers. That is the blooming period of the flowers, so the blooming is so splendid and bright, it is even more eye-catching.
"Sir, young master, here comes." Steward Cao greeted with a smile, "Lunch is ready."
At noon, the two father and son had lunch in the mansion. In the afternoon, Mo Shaoyu took a regular nap for an hour. After he woke up, Mo Zhengyan said, "Let's go, let's go pick some flowers."
"Is it for my mother?" Mo Shaoyu asked cleverly.
The father and son went to the garden to pick the flowers together. The flowers in the mansion were blooming very well. In fact, they were there early in the morning. Every time Shao Yu came, he would come to play, but the flowers were thorny, so the housekeeper and the people in the mansion were not. Will let him get too close. Only when Mo Zhengyan was there, accompanied by him, he would take Shao Yu to plant and cultivate flowers and plants.
"Shao Yu, choose the most beautiful flower in the garden and we will take it home." Mo Zhengyan said.
Therefore, Shao Yu took a serious look at the selection again, and finally chose one among the blooming flowers, "I choose this."
Mo Zhengyan took the scissors, and he cut out this flower branch.
"Dad, do you only choose one?" Shao Yu asked, looking at the entire garden.
Mo Zhengyan skillfully trimmed the thorns on the flower branches, "One is good."
After choosing the flowers, the father and son left the mansion and returned to the old mansion instead of going inside. This trip went out, left in the morning, and returned in the afternoon. After returning, the two walked upstairs. Steward Zhao was curious about what he was doing, and Shao Yu had already walked past him, "Hello, Uncle Steward."
"Hello." Manager Zhao saw Mo Zhengyan carrying a small box, probably a gift box, and Mo Shaoyu was still holding a flower in his hand.
The father and son went upstairs and came to the end of the corridor upstairs. Shao Yu glanced at the top of the stairs. It was a small attic. He asked, "Dad, are we going to read a book."
Mo Zhengyan took Mo Shaoyu's hand and led him to the attic.
"Housekeeper Zhao, the young master has taken the young master into the attic." The servant whispered, and the housekeeper Zhao was even more suspicious. But after another thought, it seemed to understand something.
This attic has never been locked, but it is usually not easy for anyone to enter. Even if it is cleaned, servants are not allowed to enter. Only on weekends, the young master would go in personally and take the young master with him. Sometimes the two fathers and sons can stay in that attic for an afternoon as soon as they stay. They don't know what they are doing, but they have such a long time.
Later, Mrs. Mo also quietly asked Shao Yu, and the little guy said: Dad is reading a book with me.
In that attic, there were many books hidden, they were reading.
It's just that today's flower is too eye-catching.
It was the same as that day last year, but at this time last year, Young Master Shao Yu was still young, and he was not as smart and sensible as he is now.
In the attic in the afternoon, although the hot flashes outside, the attic is comfortable and cool. The entire attic is full of books, and the bookshelves are neatly arranged, and each book is placed intact. The flower shelf next to the bookshelf, potted plants are still green. The recliner was placed, the blanket pillow on the side was still pulled into the chair, and a few books fell on the chair, even some on the ground.
"Dad, I'll put them right away." Seeing the books are piled up in a mess, the little guy shouted immediately. He picked up the books, and the little guy immediately stacked them. The reason for the limited height is still to put the books on the ground, but they are upright. Neatly.
"Yang Yang." Mo Zhengyan called his son to the front, and he said, "Didn't Mrs. Ru teach you how to draw a few days ago? Would you like to draw a picture for your mother as a birthday present."
"Yes!" The little guy immediately agreed happily.
"Then you paint, dad clean this place, shall we divide the work and cooperate?"
"Okay, division of labor, division of labor!" He muttered, excited.
The father and son assigned tasks. One went to the desk, got on the chair and sat down skillfully, took the drawing paper and paintbrush in the drawer and started painting. The other started to clean the attic, wiped every book, folded the blanket, put the pillows, carefully one by one.
Unknowingly, the evening came, and Mo Zhengyan cleaned up the attic here, and Shao Yu's masterpiece was completed, "Dad, I'm done!"
Mo Zhengyan walked over and looked, and saw the little guy sitting obediently in the chair, still holding the crayons in his hand, blinking his eyes, expecting his comments.
On that piece of drawing paper, a big and big sun was drawn. The red flames of the sun burned all around. It was so enthusiastic that the sun was drawn with crooked eyes and the corners of the rising mouth. The sun was smiling. It's just that there is a big red flower painted on the head of the sun, a big one.
"Mom's birthday is in the summer, and the summer sun is so big!" The little guy said simply.
Mo Zhengyan smiled. With such a brilliant smile on the drawing, he asked him to reach out and gently stroke his son's little head, "The painting is very good."
After receiving the compliment, Shao Yu's small face that was waiting bloomed with a smile as bright as summer, "Will my mother like it?"
"Yes, of course." Mo Zhengyan affirmed, "Come on, Yang Yang, let's put the flowers in the vase."
Shao Yu took the drawing and Mo Zhengyan took the flower branches. The two came to the window at the end of the attic. As soon as the glass door was pushed open, the curtains were blown up, the table was there, and the vase on the table was still there. Shao Yu took the flower branches and put them in a vase, and the drawing was also placed next to the vase.
"Dad, when will Mom come back and when can we eat the cake?" Shao Yu asked.
"Tomorrow." Mo Zhengyan said, "Tomorrow is mother's birthday. If mother comes back, then the three of us will eat cake together. If she does not come back, we will celebrate mother's birthday here. When she comes back, we will Give her the painting."
Shao Yu is even more looking forward to the fact that her mother may come back tomorrow.
Everything was ready, but the next day was Monday. On Monday, Mo Zhengyan went to work in Mo's as usual, and his life was no different from the past two years. But Mo Shaoyu went to school to study. The children were playing, and somehow they talked about their parents, probably because the father of a child came back with gifts and brought sweets to the school to share.
"Mo Shaoyu, didn't you mean that your mother went on a business trip, then she hasn't come back yet?" a child asked.
Mo Shao said, "My mother is back today."
The friends were very curious and asked one after another.
"Because today is my mother's birthday, during the weekend, my father took me to choose a bear cake. I also made it with the uncle who made the cake, and then we also chose a flower to go home. And, I still have Gifts to my mother.” Shao Yu reported the details of the weekend one by one, fearing that any point would be missed. Such details, such a lot of words, are unprecedented in normal days.
It also attracted the attention of Teacher Ru, "Mo Shaoyu, really? Have you prepared gifts for your mother? What have you prepared?"
"I drew a picture for my mother." He said proudly.
"That's great. Mom must be so happy to see..." Teacher Ru said with a smile, looking at the child's happy face but also worried.
As far as she knows, Shao Yu's mother has left long ago and is not in Hong Kong at all. Could it be that she is back
This night Mo Zhengyan had important entertainment and couldn’t get away. Mrs. Mo went to pick up the children from school. After school, she occasionally asked Mo Shaoyu to play in the nearby small park for a while. The little guy was always positive. of. But today, I was anxious to go home, "Grandma, I want to go home."
"Aren't you going to play with the kids in the small park today?" Madam Mo asked.
"No more play today, I want to go home."
"Why do you want to go home?" Madam Mo was even more curious.
Mo Shaoyu said, "I want to go home and read a book."
Back at Mo's house, Mo Shaoyu happily walked into the attic with his schoolbag on his back. Sister Jiang suspiciously, "Madam, what's wrong with the young master so happy?"
However, Madam Mo seemed to have a trace of speculation. She remained calm. After Mo Shaoyu entered the attic, she and Sister Jiang went to the attic. There was no one in the attic, and Shao Yu didn't know where he went. They walked inside, and just around the corner, they saw the little guy sitting at the end.
I saw Mo Shaoyu sitting in a chair, he looked at the vase on the table, the flower was still in full bloom. And in the freezer next to him, you can see a cake there. The little guy turned his head and looked at the flower again.
After a while, he lowered his head again and read the picture book for himself.
Seeing this scene, Madam Mo and Sister Jiang both understood immediately, and quietly stepped out again.
Back in the dancing room, Sister Jiang said, "Madam, that's the birthday cake? It's the young master who wants to give it to you..." She almost blurted out the three words "Mrs. Young". Sister Jiang was taken aback and changed it. Mouth, "Is the young master going to celebrate her birthday?"
Mrs. Mo was silent, but she also seemed to acquiesce.
"Now, with the young master? Did the young master tell the young master that today is her birthday?" Jiang Jie was even more surprised.
Mrs. Mo frowned, her worries never cleared up, "I can't go on like this."
On this day, Mo Zhengyan came back not too late. He rushed back after seven o'clock. He seemed to have arrived deliberately. Once he arrived at the old house, he went upstairs. Even Madam Mo’s shouting did not stop. "Zheng Yan, I have something to tell you."
"Mother, I'll talk later." Mo Zhengyan replied, and he went upstairs.
Steward Zhao had long told that Shao Yu was in the attic, and Mo Zhengyan went up, and Sister Lan was still with her. Hearing the sound of steps, she turned around and saw that Mo Zhengyan had arrived, and she retreated and left. Mo Zhengyan walked over and saw Shao Yu sitting there. He stopped reading the picture book, just staring at the flowers in the vase and the cake in the freezer without blinking.
Mo Zhengyan's pace couldn't help slowing down, he came to him, "Yang Yang."
Shao Yu turned his head and saw his father, he immediately sat upright, "Dad, you are back, is your mother back."
Mo Zhengyan walked in front of him, and he bent down with one leg on his knees, "Mother probably won't be back today."
His eyes full of expectations suddenly dimmed a lot, and the little guy didn't make a noise either, just "Oh", but he was obviously discouraged and frustrated.
"Although mom is not there, dad is with you. We will celebrate her birthday, and mom will know about it. We will eat cakes. Tomorrow, we will take half of the cakes to classmates, and we will eat and share with them. Mo Zhengyan didn't know how he felt. He could only caress his son's head, and he asked in a low voice, "Okay."
"Okay." The obedient little guy responded.
"Come on, let's cut the cake." Mo Zhengyan took out the cake, and Shao Yu smiled again. In the world of children, it is difficult to come over quickly, but it is also fast to go.
At night, Mo Shaoyu fell asleep, and beside him was a bear doll. Mo Zhengyan was about to turn off the light. He shouted, "Dad, can I ask you a question."
"Ask." Mo Zhengyan said.
"Is my mother very beautiful, a big beauty?" the little guy asked with his innocent eyes wide open.
Mo Zhengyan was startled, that bright smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he responded, "Well, it's beautiful, she's a big beauty."
The little guy was completely satisfied, and he muttered, "That's why I look so good."
After leaving the room, Mo Zhengyan went to the dance practice room. At nine o'clock, Mrs. Mo was not asleep yet, Mo Zhengyan went, "Mother, you have something to tell me."
Madam Mo looked at him and said silently, "Don't give the child hope that it is impossible to achieve, you should know that she will not come back again."
It was his Toshihiko who was awake in the light, but he was so pale.
...
The night in Gangcheng is getting deeper, and the city at the other end, Sucheng, is already getting late at night. A group of people had just left an office building in Sucheng city, probably just after overtime work. This group of people walked in twos and threes, and a car parked not far outside the building.
In the car, someone seemed to be waiting.
After a while, someone came out again. The man's black hair was gleaming with silver in the moonlight, his hair was soft, and his handsome appearance was exceptional among the crowd.
"All the year round, it's dark, watch your steps." The assistant on the side reminded.
Mosnian walked forward and was about to get in the car and leave, and the time was indeed late.
However, at this moment, someone came from the other side. It was a man in a suit and leather shoes. He came oncoming and attracted the attention of the assistant.
Immediately it attracted Mosnian's attention, only because he went up and down and yelled, "Nian Zong."
Mosnian stopped, he looked at the person who came, and heard the person say again, "Our lady wants to ask Nian Zong, I wonder if it is convenient for you now, can you take a step to speak."
The man said that he turned sideways and compared to the car parked not far from the road.
Mo Sinian narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the car window slowly lowered, and it was a familiar face of a woman.