Chapter 230 Damn it, I am your mother
Nan Jia was frightened when she saw the adult version of Mo Yan and her heart beat faster. Mo Yan was moved by the sight of his beloved woman whom he had not seen for a long time.
Nanjia thought she was dazzled at first, but then she realized that the son she had raised for a long time was an adult.
Although he didn’t know how he shrunk, Nanjia quickly accepted this fact. In this way, many doubtful things will be solved. There are reasonable explanations for his somewhat strange behavior.
The survivalist looked at Nanjia, who was emotionally stable, and asked curiously: "Aren't you angry that the master concealed his identity from you?"
Nanjia said slowly: "It's okay."
Actually, she was not angry at Mo Yan for hiding his identity from her. She could understand why he didn't tell her. What annoyed her was that he left home without saying a word, which was worrying.
But after knowing that Mo Yan was an adult all along, Nan Jia felt even more satisfied with one thing - letting the child Mo Yan call her mother.
Counting, he should have called me many times, right?
It is more satisfying to have an adult with ideas and judgment call mom than a child to call mom.
Children may not understand the meaning, but adults do, and their self-esteem is very strong.
Seeing the person who haunted him, all Mo Yan's words were stuck in his throat, leaving only his heart beating wildly.
Mo Yan's voice was trembling: "I..."
Although he hadn't thought about what to say yet, he knew he should speak.
Nan Jia pointed her index finger at Mo Yan’s face. She interrupted Mo Yan: “You look like my son”
Nan Jia knew that if he wanted to take advantage of Mo Yan again in the future, it would be difficult to take advantage of him. So now she must seize the opportunity and crazily bring up the original mother-son relationship between herself and him.
If you don’t mention it, there will be no chance in the future.
Mo Yan was startled, Nanjia’s answer was unexpected.
Nan Jia grabbed Mo Yan's arm familiarly and led him into the house: "Come in quickly and sit down. You said this is not a coincidence. You look very much like my son. You Don’t think I’m lying to you, I’ll show you a photo of me and my son, and you’ll know when the time comes.”
The corner of Mo Yan’s mouth twitched slightly, why did she keep mentioning it.
Nanjia opened her phone and handed it to Mo Yan, a photo of Mo Yan that she had secretly taken when she was a child: "Look, this is my son. He looks very fierce."
"He is not only fierce, he is Not sensible yet. I was very nice to him, but he He left without saying a word. He probably didn’t recognize me as his mother. If I have a chance to see him in the future, I will definitely let him call me mother.”
Nanjia looked artificial, with deep sadness on his face.
Put your fingers under your eyes to wipe away the non-existent tears.
Mo Yan wanted to refute that he didn't leave a single word, but Nan Jia's last words shocked him.
Still calling me mom? That won't work.
Mo Yan swallowed and tried to excuse himself: "It's impossible for him to leave you without leaving a word, you are so dedicated to your duties. There must be something particularly important for him to leave you. But I think he must I left a message, like a note, but it might have been blown away by the wind."
Nan Jia came closer to Mo Yan, her smart eyes stared closely into Mo Yan's, and she asked slowly: "Do you think my son will recognize me as his mother in the future?"
< br>This question dealt a fatal blow to Mo Yan. Mo Yan's mind went blank. It was so difficult to answer this question.
Mo Yan will definitely not call her mom again, but if she vetoes it directly, Nan Jia will be very sad.
In Mo Yan's eyes, Nan Jia's eyes were full of expectation, wanting to find comfort from himself and grasping at straws.
But to the survivalist, Nanjia was just playing tricks. She was not looking for an answer, she was simply trying to embarrass her master.
Nan Jia lowered her eyes and whispered: "Huh? Is this question so difficult to answer?"
There was an aura of loneliness lingering all over her body.
Mo Yan sighed. He still couldn't bear Nan Jia's discomfort. He gritted his teeth and said, "I should be able to do it." Nanjia smiled with satisfaction and let him lie to her!
Nan Jia pushed forward. She stared at Mo Yan with a nostalgic look in her eyes. She said slowly: "Then...can you call me mom?"
Mo Yan's pupils dilated. Jia's question surprised Mo Yan.
The survivors were all frightened by Nanjia’s words, she was really skinny.
I can’t believe that Nanjia has become so arrogant.
Nanjia pretended to miss her son, and she also fakely explained: "I didn't mean to offend you, it's just because you and my son look so similar, I think my son should grow up He looks like this, handsome, polite and gentleman."
Mo Yan definitely didn't want to call her, now he called her mom. Isn't his identity already fixed in Nanjia's heart?
When she sees her in the future, her mind will pop up: Hey, isn’t this my grown-up son?
Then how can I fall in love with her?
Mo Yan said it another way: "Um...it's not appropriate for me to yell at your mother like that, isn't it? I'm calling you old."
Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan with a smile: "It's okay, I don't mind! Just shout."
Mo Yan:...
Because of a guilty conscience, Mo Yan quickly said: "Such a beautiful woman What do you call mom?”
Nan Jia sneered inwardly. He thought he would let him go if he complimented himself on his beauty?
Nanjia sighed: "Hey, my only wish can't come true."
Mo Yan lowered his head and did not respond to Nan Jia.
Nan Jia glared at him angrily, this man really didn’t call himself.
Mo Yan could feel Nan Jia's hot eyes as he looked at his fingers. Suddenly Mo Yan knew how to coax her: "I'm very sorry for not fulfilling your wish. Otherwise, I'll treat you to dinner?"
In this way, the two people have an intersection, which is really witty.
Treat yourself to a meal? Nan Jia's heart moved.
I am too poor in this world and have never eaten in an expensive restaurant.
Nan Jia glanced at Mo Yan, he looked like he was rich.
If you don’t call yourself mom, then why don’t you kill him yourself?
"I do want to have a meal with my child, you..." Nanjia raised her head and looked at him, a hint of cowardice flashed in her eyes: "Do you mind if I treat you as my son and have a meal with me? ?”
“Don’t treat me as your son, just treat me as an ordinary friend.”
Mo Yan must change Nan Jia's thoughts.
Nanjia nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go."
But there was no conflict between eating and diaphragm.
Mo Yan took Nanjia to the most expensive restaurant.
After they left, Bai Munan appeared at the door of the milk tea shop.
Bai Munan calculated the time well, and he happened to be drinking a cup of milk tea in the store. In the evening, Nanjia was sent home.
I just entered the store and was told that Nanjia went out with a man.
Mo Guangyang felt a chill in his heart.
(End of this chapter)