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    Zhuo Weilan and Mo Shuang put on their coats and rushed to the yard.

    The night was already deep, the temperature had dropped, and the cold wind was blowing, blowing away the fine water from the sprinkler. The cold and dense water droplets were flying everywhere, splashing all over Mo Qinwen, and also brushing their faces as they came.

    Zhuo Weilan felt cold, and subconsciously raised her hands to cover her face, looking through her fingers at Mo Qinwen, who was trying to turn off the sprinkler, "The switch is on the leftno, it's red, and it turns counterclockwiseoh you  Why is it twisted"

    Mo Qinwen endured the flow of water and looked for the switch. She couldn't see clearly. She was so anxious that she went in the wrong direction. She made the sprinkler spray more fiercely. From a trickle, it turned into a puff of water, and the water column shot up into the sky.  .

    Zhuo Weilan didn¡¯t want to get wet, so she covered her coat and hid aside.

    "Don't move." Mo Shuang found an umbrella at some point and blocked it in front. He walked closer and found the switch as Zhuo Weilan said and twisted it.

    Click.

    The sprinkler was turned off, and calm returned to the yard, leaving only a wet patch of ground.

    "Mo Qinwen!" Zhuo Weilan saw that her favorite flowers were watered down, and she started to get angry, "You stayed up late at night and came to play with water in the yard?"

    Mo Qinwen wiped her face, said nothing, and bent down to pick up the bicycle that had fallen to the ground.

    "Weilan," Mo Shuang said, "let her go in and change clothes first."

    After calming down a little, Zhuo Weilan took a look at Mo Qinwen and found that this little girl was even more desolate than the poisoned flowers and plants in the yard - she was soaked all over, the water dripping from her hair slid across her pale cheeks, and the arms that rolled up her sleeves were weak and weak.  Shivering slightly in the cold wind.

    "Okay, go change clothes quickly." She relented.

    Mo Qinwen put her bicycle in place and walked home on the squeaking lawn.

    Zhuo Weilan and Mo Shuang looked at each other and followed them silently. When they entered the door, they could not see Mo Qinwen. They could only see a series of wet traces with a little mud, spreading from the entrance to the upstairs. The path was soft and clean.  There is no detour, it goes straight up.

    "Oh my god" Zhuo Weilan knelt down and stared at the carpet distressedly.

    Mo Shuang hurriedly comforted her, "Ask someone to clean it tomorrow. If it doesn't come clean, buy a new one."

    "Is she 16 or 6?" Zhuo Weilan glanced at the water marks on the sofa and the fingerprints on the stair railings, and muttered depressedly, "Why is it so dirty?"

    Mo Shuang touched her head, took a tissue and wiped away the traces left by Mo Qinwen bit by bit.

    Zhuo Weilan saw Mo Shuang's back cleaning up the mess, curled his lips, took a tissue box and walked over. Without saying a word, he took one to help wipe it away, slowly clearing away the fierce dissatisfaction and irritability in his heart.  .

    She didn¡¯t care too much about the house being stained, but when she thought that the target of the damage was her cousin Mo Qinwen who came uninvited, she couldn¡¯t help but get angry and find a place to vent her anger.

    Now that I think about it, the flowers and plants in the yard have been tortured a lot when there are strong winds, rains and bad weather. The gardener has his own way to keep them alive. The carpet in the living room is dirty. The stains are nothing compared to the tired patterns.  It's worth mentioning that she had wanted to change it for a long time. The water stains on the sofa would always dry up. For a careless person like her, she probably wouldn't be able to find any traces at all.

    Zhuo Weilan stopped losing his temper and calmed down. The first thing he said when he saw Mo Qinwen changing clothes and going downstairs was, "Why are you wearing so little."

    She was shivering as she put on her coat and let Mo Shuang cover her with a blanket while rubbing her hands to keep warm. She really couldn't understand Mo Qinwen's behavior in wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt and ripped jeans. She frowned and asked honestly.  come out.

    Zhuo Weilan didn¡¯t realize that he looked like a nagging elder.

    Mo Qinwen told her through actions.

    "It's not cold." Mo Qinwen was even more puzzled by the way she was sitting on the sofa with Mo Shuang covering her hands and taking care of her. She waved her hands irritably, and the eyes that fell on her were full of disapproving contempt, "What about you?"

    "Huh, whatever you want, you won't be able to freeze me." Zhuo Weilan complained dully.

    Mo Shuang handed over another blanket, "Qinwen, it's better to cover yourself with a blanket. Be careful not to catch a cold."

    Mo Qinwen accepted it, only holding the blanket as a cushion.

    Zhuo Weilan narrowed his eyes in disapproval.

    "I'm sorry." Mo Qinwen was disobedient in dressing warmly, and her fault was clear. "When I took the bicycle, I accidentally hooked the sprinkler switch. I'm sorry to bother you."

    Mo Shuang was confused, ¡°Where did the bicycle come from?¡±

    Zhuo Weilan was also curious. She clearly remembered taking a look at the garage when she came home. The door was wide open and empty. There was no Mo Qinwen at all., especially in her current "emotionless" special situation.

    Mo Shuang turned around and turned it off, took the opportunity to sit down next to Zhuo Weilan, peeled the boiled eggs and put them in the bowl in front of Zhuo Weilan.

    Zhuo Weilan thanked her. He was so excited about eating the hot soup dumplings that he didn't notice the time. He realized it was a bit late and ignored the eggs. After taking two steps, he found a fresh-keeping bag pressed under the plate. He couldn't bear to eat the egg dumplings anymore, so he opened it.  Fill one with something you want to eat.

    Mo Shuang stared at people without saying a word.

    "Here you go!" Zhuo Weilan stuffed the eggs into the bag and couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk, Mo Qinwen was so thoughtful, she actually prepared zip-keeping bags Well, I've packed them all and can go."

    Mo Shuang pointed at herself, "Aren't you going to take me with you?"

    Zhuo Weilan glanced sideways, "There is no such a big bag!"

    Seeing that his wife refused to pick up the fight, Mo Shuang was not discouraged. She put down what she was doing and wiped her mouth, planning to send Zhuo Weilan to work.

    "Stop!" Zhuo Weilan was settling the scores, "I haven't calmed down yet. You stay at home and don't come with me."

    Mo Shuang saw Zhuo Weilan's cheeks were slightly red, and wanted to calm down a bit so as not to make people angry. She nodded obediently and asked softly, "Can I take you to the car?"

    "Okay." Zhuo Weilan agreed softly.

    Mo Shuang smiled with satisfaction and followed Zhuo Weilan out. When she got to the car, she stepped forward and opened the door, "Slow down."

    "Well" Zhuo Weilan saw her hand on the door frame, her expression softened, "You should go back early, it's quite cold outside."

    She didn¡¯t answer. Lao Zhang glanced over and said, ¡°Mr. Mo, why don¡¯t you get in the car?¡±

    "No." Mo Shuang said bluntly, not afraid that the image of a useless and strict wife would be known to outsiders, "Weilan asked me to stay at home."

    Lao Zhang suddenly had nothing to say.

    "Oh, let's go back." Zhuo Weilan pushed and quickly closed the car door.

    Mo Shuang didn't mind, and waved, and watched the car go away before walking back to the house, sitting down at the dining table to have breakfast again. Aunt Fang, who was drinking porridge and buying vegetables, came back, followed by a little follower who lowered his head.  .

    "What's going on?" She saw Mo Qinwen's face clearly and frowned, "Skicking class?"

    Mo Qinwen lowered her head and said nothing, looking listless, but her legs were very agile and strong, and she ran upstairs all of a sudden.

    "Don't blame her," Aunt Fang said helplessly, "She was in class and was taken out of school by her mother."

    "Why?"

    Aunt Fang tightened the shopping bag in her hand, took a deep breath and said, "Let her go back and ask Mr. Mo for money."

    Mo Shuang was stunned and turned to look at the closed door of the guest room upstairs.

    Aunt Fang sighed, "Mr. Mo, I know you and Miss Zhuo don't like Qinwen, butshe is preparing for the midterm exam. How can she study with peace of mind when she is affected by these things at home?"

    "I'll go talk to her." Mo Shuang couldn't make a decision for Zhuo Weilan. After much thought, she decided to ask Mo Qinwen.

    She knocked on the door, and Mo Qinwen said, "Please come in."

    Mo Shuang walked in and found Mo Qinwen holding an exercise book. She was stunned for a moment before asking the real thing, "Did aunt bring you out?"

    "Yeah." Mo Qinwen put down the pen and booklet in her hand, "She asked me to ask my uncle for tuition fees."

    In her memory, Mo Shuang's impression of her aunt only stayed when Mo Qinwen was nine years old. Mo Qinhai was not so promiscuous at that time. Mo Qinwen was in need of care. Her aunt lived in Mo's house and had no worries about food and clothing. It was considered fair treatment.  , didn¡¯t show much favoritism.

    Now Mo Qinhai is in a detention center for smashing cars and stealing things. My aunt has no time to take care of herself, and all she can think about is getting money to spend.

    Mo Shuang didn¡¯t know what had happened in the past seven years, but she felt that her uncle¡¯s salary was meager and he would not have the confidence to control his aunt and protect Mo Qinwen.

    "Let's do this." She listened to Aunt Fang's words and felt that it was not a good choice for Mo Qinwen to stay with her parents, so she made a suggestion, "I'll tell dad, can you go back home and live there?"

    Mo Qinwen raised her eyebrows, "You want me to follow my uncle?"

    "Well, it was my aunt who made the mistake, not you. Dad won't express his anger."

    "Tsk, tsk, tsk." Mo Qinwen snorted disdainfully, "Do you really think it's better for me to follow an uncle who pays to murder his wife than to follow a useless father?"

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    The incident was shocking, and Mo Shuang couldn't hold it back, letting a look of fear appear on his face.

    Mo Qinwen is a smart child. She smiled and frowned and stared at her for a while, then suddenly smiled.

    "It turns out you don't remember anything."

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