Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

The Mo family used to be a small landlord. It was also because of the bad family composition that delayed the marriage. Mo Zebei’s grandfather, Mo Guan, got married at the age of nearly 30. With Mo Lin at the age of 31, Grandma Mo’s body is not very good. child.

In the year when Mo Ze went north to high school, the two elderly people both passed away, and their family had no other close relatives. In the past two years on New Year's Eve, they were only their father and daughter, and they were quite deserted.

This year, Father Zhou called and asked Father Mo if he would like the two families to spend the Reunion Year together, and Father Mo agreed.

He has lived for several decades, and the only person who can talk and drink two glasses is Father Zhou, not to mention that they are sincere.

On New Year's Eve, the father and daughter went to Zhou's house early to help prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Zhou Ruoxin was happiest when Mo Zebei came to Zhou's New Year's Eve.

In previous years, she was totally uninterested in preparing New Year's Eve dinners. This year, because Mo Zebei was here, she became interested and enthusiastic. She was very busy helping washing vegetables and preparing ingredients in the kitchen.

"I'm too lazy on weekdays, but I am diligent today." Zhou's mother was frying meatballs, looked at her hurried daughter, and smiled.

"I'm not very lazy." Zhou Ruoxin blushed, and she subconsciously glanced at Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei was carefully cutting celery, not paying much attention to the conversation between their mother and daughter.

But before the cut was finished, Meng Yuanhao called her, wiped her hands, and went to the sofa in the living room.

The phone was connected, there was silence over there, and Mo Zebei called his name a few times, but there was no response.

"What happened?"

As soon as this question came out, there was sobbing crying over there.

"Where are you?"

He sobbed and sobbed, "Unknown...on the road."

"Send me the location."

"Not used to find me," Meng Yuanhao cried, "I was so panicked that I wanted to find someone to talk to."

"Then you say." Mo Zebei got up and went to the balcony.

"My parents... divorced." Meng Yuanhao sat leaning against the sycamore tree beside the road.

Mo Zebei frowned, "How did you know?"

"I accidentally overheard the conversation between the two of them in the study," Meng Yuanhao blew his nose and wiped it on the bark. "They were divorced a long time ago, and they kept hiding from me."

Mo Zebei said nothing.

"It's the kind of peaceful breakup. Both parties have found someone and plan to start a new family after I take the college entrance examination."

Mo Zebei looked at the lights of Wanjia outside the window, not knowing how to comfort him.

"I've been holding back for several days, and I really can't hold back tonight," Meng Yuanhao wiped his tears with his sleeves. "The two of them are still acting in front of my grandmother to show affection, pretending to be... People can't stand it."

After a long silence, Mo Zebei said, "You go back first. If you run out so late, your grandma should be worried."

"I know, I'll go back in a while, I just feel so uncomfortable in my heart, I want to talk to you."

"Well, when will you be back?"

"In two days," Meng Yuanhao murmured, a bit sad in his voice, "I am alone when I go back. Before going to my grandmother's house, they told me that they were going to do business. Leave on the third grade."

"Call me when you come back."

"I see," Meng Yuanhao blinked, "I'll hold the phone first."

"Um."

Looking at the radiant night, Mo Zebei sighed.

Zhou Ruoxin waited in the kitchen for a while, but when she didn't see this person going back, she went out to look for it. Seeing Mo Zebei's slightly depressed mood, she hesitated and said, "Whose phone number?"

"Yuanhao's."

"What's up with him?"

Mo Zebei briefly talked to Zhou Ruoxin about the situation in the Meng family.

Zhou Ruoxin frowned: "I felt that something was wrong with my aunt and uncle before. It turns out that they were divorced a long time ago."

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes and looked at the ground.

"Is he okay?"

Mo Zebei shook his head slightly: "Not so good."

Zhou Ruoxin couldn't help sighing when she heard the words.

"Let's go," Mo Zebei put the phone in his pocket, "Auntie should come out and call us in in a while."

The two entered the kitchen again, but neither smiled too much on their faces.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Zebei received a call from Wan Jiaojiao.

"Is it convenient to talk now?"

Mo Zebei stopped.

"My dad and the female fox quarreled," Wan Jiaojiao lowered the volume, "the female fox ran away from home..."

Mo Zebei's eyelids twitched: "Run away from home?"

"Well," Wan Jiaojiao was lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, "My dad received an unfamiliar call when preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner. It was from the former husband of the female fox. As for which former husband I would not I'm clear. She has concealed several pieces of marriage history and owes a lot of foreign debts. None of this has been told to my dad..."

Mo Zebei skipped the information and asked, "Did Teacher Wan go out to find someone?"

"No, my dad is going crazy. He feels he has been cheated and is clamoring to divorce the female fox."

Mo Zebei was silent for a while.

"I won't tell you for now, I heard that my dad's place is a bit loud, I'll go over and take a look..."

The phone hung up, and Mo Zebei looked at the cool moon, a little upset.

Today's New Year's Eve was supposed to be a day to watch the year, but she was completely in a mood. She returned home after the New Year's Eve dinner, washed sloppily, went to bed and went to bed, and turned off her mobile phone to isolate all the noise.

The next morning, Father Mo cooked dumplings, and the father and daughter ate breakfast quietly.

"Dad," Mo Zebei called Father Mo, who was packing his dishes, "You know..."

"?" Father Mo looked at her suspiciously.

She squeezed a fist under the table: "It's okay...I'm back to the room." She originally wanted to tell Father Mo about the man, but after a deep thought, she knew that it was annoying, so she didn't say anything. For good...

After the phone was turned on, she saw Mu Hanxi's unread text messages and missed calls. Before going to bed last night, she sent Mu Hanxi a message of New Year’s greetings. She originally wanted to make a call, but she was worried that she would not be able to control her messy mood. She wants that person to have a good year.

After hesitating again and again, she still didn't answer the call, only sent her WeChat.

[I went to Ruoxin’s house last night for the New Year’s Eve dinner, and went to bed after I came back to wash. 】

I didn't return there. I guess I stayed up late last night to watch the year, and I should still be asleep.

After the meeting, Mo Zebei called Wan Jiaojiao.

She hadn't gotten up yet, her voice was lazy: "Why did you wake up so early?" She yawned as she spoke.

"Is that man back?"

"Who?" She didn't wake up, a little confused, and then reacted, "Oh, you mean female fox?"

"Um."

"How could she come back," Wan Jiaojiao curled her lips. "My dad was still thrown and mad by her mischief in the middle of the night. If she dares to come back, the two of them must make trouble at the police station."

Mo Zebei said nothing.

"You don't know her bad things, she scammed her marriage, she was still a gambler, and she owed a lot of money," Wan Jiaojiao tutted twice, "I just pity my dad. I have been single for so many years and thought I found a real person. In the end, I was bruised all over by the female scourge. I don't know when I can ease my strength..."

Mo Zebei didn't listen, she hung up the phone directly.

After Mo Zebei's mother and Father Mo divorced, her life was not good. She was ridiculed and violently treated by the businessman because she could not have a child. Later, the businessman was still messing around outside, and finally got pregnant with one. Xiaosan got married, but she was swept out and ruthlessly abandoned... Since then, her life has become even more absurd and degenerate. She began to hang around in various bars, hunting all kinds of men, and was also contaminated with gambling and foreign debts. When Gao Zhu, she also lied to marry and provoked lawsuits...

After that day, Wan Jiaojiao never called Mo Zebei again to talk about her, and Mo Zebei did not take the initiative to ask.

After ten o'clock, Mu Hanxi called Mo Zebei, and Mo Zebei briefly chatted with her, without mentioning anything unhappy.

Just hung up the phone, she sat alone at the table for a long time, and finally let out a deep sigh.

On the fourth day, Meng Yuanhao returned from his grandmother's house.

When Mo Zebei received his call, he went to look for him, and Zhou Ruoxin went with him.

After entering the door, the three of them were speechless, none of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

Meng Yuanhao lay on the sofa upright, like a dead fish, not angry.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Ruoxin couldn't help but sighed and sat down next to him: "Yuanhao..."

"I feel uncomfortable now, I don't want to talk..." Meng Yuanhao turned around and turned his back to them.

Mo Zebei walked to his refrigerator and brought a few cans of beer.

She pulled the pull ring away, sat on the side of the sofa, and drank without a trace.

"It's too cold, don't drink it." Zhou Ruoxin worried.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of cold." Mo Zebei pushed her hand out.

Meng Yuanhao turned his face to look at her, and finally sat up slowly, picked up the beer and drank.

Seeing the posture of the two of them, Zhou Ruoxin knew that she couldn't stop her, but she couldn't drink so dry.

"I'm going to the house to get some food." She got up, changed her slippers and went out hurriedly.

She warmed up the food and came back, and the two of them drank a can of beer.

"Eat some food, or it will hurt your stomach." She said so, and the two of them didn't move their chopsticks much.

After emptying the second can, Meng Yuanhao began to weep with tears.

"Quickly wipe your nose." Zhou Ruoxin hurriedly handed him a tissue.

Meng Yuanhao didn't answer, and said aggrieved: "It's this time, do you still dislike me?"

"I don't like it," Zhou Ruoxin withdrew her hand, "don't forget it."

By the time the third pot was reached, Meng Yuanhao had already switched from whispering tears to crying with compassion...

After a while, I didn't know how his brain circuit changed, and suddenly asked: "Can college students get married?"

The two of them were stunned when they heard the words, but after careful consideration, they seemed to understand his feelings. His original family broke down. He probably wanted to start a new family of his own and soothe his injured heart... .

For a moment, Zhou Ruoxin explained in a low voice: "It's okay, but the marriage law seems to have an age limit. You can only do it after 22 years old..."

Meng Yuanhao threw the beer can on the table and began to count the time with his fingers: "I should be old enough when I was a senior, and then I can..."

Zhou Ruoxin interrupted him quietly: "You think too far, you first have to have a girlfriend, and also the kind of girlfriend who is willing to marry you so early."

Meng Yuanhao was taken aback, then tilted his head to look at her.

"What do you think of me!" Zhou Ruoxin was taken aback, "I first declare that I don't mean anything to you in that respect, so don't give me an idea!" When she said, she pinched her pinky nail. Cover, measure out a tiny bit of size.

"I don't want to look for you like this," Meng Yuanhao wiped his nose and groaned, "I have a bad temper, and I'm fierce all day long..."

Zhou Ruoxin didn't choke him back, but rolled her eyes.

Meng Yuanhao said and cried again: "I'm looking for a gentle and virtuous girl who can take care of her family, care and love me, and won't divorce me..."

He cried and pulled Mo Zebei's arm again, rubbing his nose against her sleeve.

Mo Zebei took off his coat and threw the clothes to him. Meng Yuanhao held the clothes and cried, his nose burst into tears, and finally fell asleep when he was tired...