Chapter 1157 The most normal difference, but for him it is the cruelest difference
Chapter 1157 The most normal difference, but for him it is the cruelest difference
Duan Qingyi also kept warm in the same position as him, and said with a smile, "Yes, my family lives opposite to hers, and our parents are very familiar, so we got married and played together after birth. .”
Mo Huangnian was clearly just keeping warm, but it seemed as if the fire in the stove had already reached his hands. The intense burning pain made it difficult for him to breathe. He said slowly, "You... do you like Manman very much?"
"I like it," Duan Qingyi smiled cleanly and handsomely, "She is my childhood sweetheart's fiancée, of course I like her."
Of course I like her.
Just like before Duan Qingyi's tragic death, he also liked Qin Manman very much, but he never mentioned it, probably because he knew in his heart that he was not good enough for Miss Qin's family.
Mo Huangnian clenched the hands that were intertwined tightly, his eyes were lowered, his eyes were like a trapped beast fighting, the pain was unsolvable.
Seeing this, Duan Qingyi couldn't help holding his shoulder worriedly, "Mr. Mo...are you alright?"
"It's okay." Mo Huangnian closed his eyes, raised his head with his lips hooked, "do you have any plans in the future, stay in Wangchen Village?"
"I am taking the university entrance examination in Kunming. If I pass the entrance examination, I will probably go out to study and strive for a better life, but Manman doesn't want to go out. She wants to live in the village with her parents,"
Duan Qingyi smiled, her warm eyes were full of doting, "I actually rely on her, if Manman really refuses, then we will stay in the village to get married and live the simplest life, money is not that important anyway. "
Mo Huangnian stared at the pure smile on his face, then lightly closed his eyes and said lightly, "Well, probably so."
Maybe money or power is really not that important.
Qin's mother and Qin's father were busy in the kitchen, and Qin Manman was running around in little padded shoes, and from time to time, he ate a piece of meat on the plate with his hands.
"Wow... the braised pork cooked by grandma today is delicious!"
Manman sneaked away after finishing eating, and did not forget to twist a piece with his hands at the end, ran to the stove and handed the braised pork to the boy's mouth, "Brother Tsing Yi, try it...it smells so good!"
Duan Qingyi was helpless, opened his mouth to bite the piece of meat, and stared at him nervously, "How is it delicious?"
"Delicious and fragrant."
Duan Qingyi naturally wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and let her sit on his lap, as if he was used to it, wrapped his arms around his neck affectionately, his thin legs dangling, "What are you talking about with Brother Mo? ah?"
Mo Huangnian looked sideways at the girl sitting on the boy, his pupils constricted violently, overflowing with thick pain, his fingers were clenched until they turned white, and he smiled slightly, "I'm talking about men with Tsing Yi."
"Okay, then I won't ask." Qin Manman leaned against Duan Qingyi's arms, pinched his ear with his small hand to play, and whispered, "Brother Qingyi, I'll steal another piece of meat for you to eat."
Duan Qingyi pinched her soft face, and said in a helpless but doting voice with a smile, "Little glutton, the two of us enjoyed eating here, do you want Mr. Mo to die of greed?"
"That's not it!" Manman glanced at Mo Huangnian who was sitting on the side, and said guiltily, "Brother Mo, wait a moment, I'll get some clean dishes and chopsticks to help you pick up some meat."
For those who are close, they will twist it with their hands and feed it directly into their mouths.
Use bowls politely to strangers who are not very familiar with them.
The most normal difference, but to him... the cruelest difference.
Mo Huangnian was trying his best to endure, but when he heard her words, he suddenly couldn't help it. There was an emotion in his chest that seemed to burst out of his body, so he stood up almost immediately, " I'm going out to take a call."
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