Chapter 213 Damn it, I am your mother
At this time, Mo Guangyang's door opened from the inside, and he sniffed his nose: "What are you eating? I want to eat too."< br>
Nan Jia was stunned for a moment and asked: "After eating, there is still some soup left. Do you want to drink it?"
"Drink"
Nan Jia served him the soup. At that moment, Mo Yan raised his head. Looking at Mo Guangyang who was in a good mood across the street, Mo Yan raised the corner of his mouth and said quietly: "I'm hungry. Nanjia cooks for me, but you can only drink soup, tut tut tut."
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The smile on Mo Guangyang's face suddenly dropped, his expression was cold, and his good mood was gone.
Mo Yan is provoking himself!
Mo Guangyang looked unhappy and looked at Nan Jia who was bringing the bowl over.
The bored expression on his face immediately dissipated. As if the incident had not happened, he smiled and said: "Mom, Mo Yan said you cooked because he was hungry. Why don't you get up so late to feed me? He cooks, you are really a responsible mother.”
Huh? Being praised?
Does this affirm your ability to be a mother?
Nan Jia suddenly smiled and said: "Hahaha, it's not bad."
Mo Guangyang turned his head and looked at Mo Yan and said, "Well, have you thanked your mother?"
Mo Guangyang had a provocative look in his eyes.
“Thank you”
What Mo Guangyang wanted was not just for Mo Yan to say just two words.
He said slowly: "You don't call me mom, haven't you recognized your mother's identity in your heart? But your mother has been very good to you."
This is worth saying. It got to Nan Jia's heart, and she wanted to hear Mo Yan call her mother.
Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, did Mo Guangyang deliberately embarrass himself?
Mo Yan could feel Nan Jia's burning eyes on him, and he began to fight in his heart. Anyway, I have called her many times, so I will call her one more time, just to make her happy. After all, she has done a lot for herself today, even though it is not what she wants.
"Thank you...um...Mom."
Nanjia happily responded: "Hey."
Mo Guangyang narrowed his eyes. He did not expect that Mo Yan could be so shameless and actually shout out.
Nan Jia patted her chest and promised: "Tomorrow, mom will go find a kindergarten for you. Don't worry, although our family is poor, our family's education cannot be left behind. We will let you go to school."
Go to kindergarten? Going to school with a bunch of brats learning that one plus one equals two?
Mo Yan couldn't accept it, so he refused with a stern face: "I won't go."
“Why?”
Mo Yan didn’t say anything. He couldn’t say it was too easy to learn, right?
He always felt that if he said kindergarten was too easy, Nanjia would send him to the first grade of elementary school.
But there is no difference between the two.
"If you don't tell me why, you have to go."
"I...I just don't want to go."
Although Mo Guangyang didn't know what a kindergarten was, he was so disgusted by the sight of Mo Guangyang Despite his resistance, he also chose to refuse: "I don't want to go either."
Although Nan Jia didn’t know how to take care of Mo Yan, she knew what Mo Guangyang cared about. She said: “The food in the kindergarten is very good. I will eat a lot of food tomorrow. In addition to lunch and dinner, there will also be food in the afternoon. Fruits and pastries are provided.”
As expected, Mo Guangyang was immediately persuaded: “I’ll go.”
Nan Jia poked Mo Yan and said, "You have to go too and get in touch with more children."
Mo Yan's eyes were shining. He hated that he was a child and couldn't do anything. I couldn't resist and was forced to go to kindergarten.
Looking at the finished bowl, Nanjia urged: "Okay, you go to bed quickly."
Nanjia did what she said, and when she got up early the next day, she went Find a kindergarten.
Nanjia considered all aspects and found a kindergarten that was not too expensive and close to work.
In the afternoon, Nanjia dressed the two children neatly, put small schoolbags on their backs, and sent them to kindergarten. Mo Yan was pushed into the kindergarten by Nanjia with a droopy face. After being led into the classroom by the teacher, Mo Yan's face was gloomy.
“Ah, I want to go home, I miss my mother.”
“The new Ultraman? Give it to me, I want to play.”
"I want to find my mother"
What kind of monsters and monsters are all around here? Mo Yan was distracted by the noisy environment around him. No, he had to find an opportunity to sneak out.
A little girl in a pink skirt looked at Mo Yan's handsome face. She held her Barbie doll and walked to Mo Yan.
The little girl's face was red, and she whispered: "Hello, I can share my Barbie doll with you to play with."
Mo Yan did not speak, he used his dark eyes to Staring at the little girl slowly.
His emotionless eyes immediately made the little girl cry: "Wow, mom, mom, I'm looking for my mom."
The little girl's cry instantly infected the entire class, and the children in the class cried one after another.
Mo Yan looked like he had eaten a fly. He lowered his head and covered his ears with his hands.
Ah! He seemed to be shouting too. He is so annoyed!
These children are so annoyed, why do they have to suffer like this?
Mo Yan's heart was filled with chills and he wanted to kill someone.
Unable to bear it any longer, Mo Yan bent over and sneaked out of the back door.
Mo Guangyang and Mo Yan are in completely opposite situations. He is like a prince in their class. There are many little girls surrounding him. The little girls pass their fruits and snacks to Mo Guangyang. .
What's even more outrageous is that they will peel off the wrapping paper and feed it to Mo Guangyang.
After Nanjia got off work, she hummed a little tune and carried three cups of cheese and grape milk to pick up Mo Yan and the others after school.
Nan Jia went to pick up Mo Yan first, because it went smoothly and he could leave after picking up Mo Yan.
But she was stopped by the teacher: "Mom, your child secretly ran to the playground to play on the first day. I hope you can educate him more when you go back."
"Okay, please, teacher." "Yes." Nanjia agreed without any retort, and she had no intention of continuing to discuss it with the teacher.
Nanjia didn’t want to listen to the teacher’s words, she just wanted to leave quickly.
After Nanjia left, the teacher was a little dissatisfied. She always felt that the parent did not seem to realize the seriousness of the matter and seemed not to care much.
Mo Yan thought Nan Jia would be angry, but in the end, a glass of cheese and grape milk with a tube inserted into his arms was stuffed into his arms, and she didn't ask anything.
When Nan Jia dragged Mo Yan to Mo Guangyang's classroom, he was the only one left in their class.
Mo Guangyang complained a little: "Why are you here?"
Nan Jia waved the fruit tea in his hand in front of Mo Guangyang: "Dangdang, I'll give it to you "Compensation."
Mo Guangyang took it, and his pursed lips immediately relaxed.
“I forgive you”
Perhaps Nanjia felt a little guilty for being the last one to pick up Mo Guangyang on the first day. Nanjia got off work fifteen minutes early the next day, and this time she chose to pick up Mo Guangyang first.
The moment the bell rang and the door opened, Nanjia rushed into the school like lightning.
Mo Guangyang became the first child to be picked up.
(End of this chapter)