Chapter 2311: 2311
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In the twinkling of an eye, from March to may in spring, the Sophora flowers are falling, and the weather is gradually hot.
Mo Lingwei orders the servant to cook Xiuer's favorite food, waiting for Feng Shaojin and Xiuer to come back.
But did not expect, this time it is mo Jinlan with Xiuer to come.
Mo Jinlan looks at Mo Lingwei, and her eyes are not stubborn and stubborn, and her eyes are calm.
Mo Lingwei didn't ask Feng Shaojin why she didn't come. She just said casually, "if you're not busy, you can stay for a meal. Anyway, there are many meals."
Originally thought that Mo Jinlan would refuse, say some sarcastic words, but did not expect to make Mo Lingwei surprised that Mo Jinlan not only agreed, but also took the initiative to chat about Feng Shaojin at the dinner table.
"The foreigners are ready to move again. Shaojin can't get away from her. The camp is very complicated. Maybe she won't have time to teach Xiuer.
I'll send Xiuer to you this time, so I won't take Xiuer back to camp. " Mo Jin Lan language reconciles slowly, looking at the eyes of repair son is full of warmth: "wait for little Jin busy finished, will definitely come to see you and repair son."
Mo Jinlan picked a few dishes in the plate and put them in the plate in front of Xueer. Xiuer put them in his mouth.
This kind of interaction is tacit and insipid. Xiuer seems to have been used to Mo Jinlan for a long time. He doesn't have the slightest unwillingness.
Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes and says in a light voice: "I heard that Xiuer has been taking care of him all the time in the camp. Thank you."
It's not right for Mo Jinlan to take Xiuer over, but she takes care of a child more carefully than the servants in other hospitals. Not everyone can do it.
What's more, Mo Jinlan has never been born.
Mo Jinlan suddenly chuckled: "at least I'm his little aunt too. You can come all the way from Jincheng to Yuncheng for him.
Why can't I take care of him with all my heart? "
Mo Lingwei: ---
after dinner, Mo Jinlan left, and there was a half large iron box in the hall.
When the servant opened the box, he saw that it was full of clothes, which were children's summer cotton and hemp clothes and close fitting clothes when they were sleeping.
Mo Lingwei picked up one and carefully looked at the stitches on it. They were not made by nishang Pavilion. The stitches were not fine. They were all sewn by hand.
Xiuer ran over and looked at the clothes in the box, gesticulating the length, "my little aunt has made so many clothes for me, and I will wear them until next year."
Mo Lingwei is not good at sewing. The only time she takes a needle seems to be at Feng Shaojin's request, she makes a handkerchief for him.
Mo Lingwei orders the servant to screw the box upstairs and asks Xiuer, "when you leave, isn't your uncle in the camp?"
"In the camp." Xiuer Zhen said: "he lost a lot of blood. Uncle Yichen won't let him get up."
Mo Lingwei: "the sky will change again in Yuncheng.
Life goes on day by day.
If it wasn't for Xiuer's growing day by day, Mo Lingwei would stay in another courtyard, watching the summer flowers wither, thinking that time would be so still.
On this day, Feng Shaojin suddenly came to wenjingyuan.
Xiuer is practicing calligraphy in her study. Mo Lingwei collects all the petals in the backyard, dries them in the sun, grinds them into powder in the pharmacy, seals them up, and makes them into facial rouge.
The man suddenly burst in, his eyes as deep as the sea, staring at her tightly.
Mo Lingwei stood up, a little surprised: "you're here."
"Well." Feng Shaojin closed the door of the pharmacy, strode in front of her and held her in her arms.
His breath was unsteady, his heart beat fast, and his face was cloudy and sunny www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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In the twinkling of an eye, from March to may in spring, the Sophora flowers are falling, and the weather is gradually hot.
Mo Lingwei orders the servant to cook Xiuer's favorite food, waiting for Feng Shaojin and Xiuer to come back.
But did not expect, this time it is mo Jinlan with Xiuer to come.
Mo Jinlan looks at Mo Lingwei, and her eyes are not stubborn and stubborn, and her eyes are calm.
Mo Lingwei didn't ask Feng Shaojin why she didn't come. She just said casually, "if you're not busy, you can stay for a meal. Anyway, there are many meals."
Originally thought that Mo Jinlan would refuse, say some sarcastic words, but did not expect to make Mo Lingwei surprised that Mo Jinlan not only agreed, but also took the initiative to chat about Feng Shaojin at the dinner table.
"The foreigners are ready to move again. Shaojin can't get away from her. The camp is very complicated. Maybe she won't have time to teach Xiuer.
I'll send Xiuer to you this time, so I won't take Xiuer back to camp. " Mo Jin Lan language reconciles slowly, looking at the eyes of repair son is full of warmth: "wait for little Jin busy finished, will definitely come to see you and repair son."
Mo Jinlan picked a few dishes in the plate and put them in the plate in front of Xueer. Xiuer put them in his mouth.
This kind of interaction is tacit and insipid. Xiuer seems to have been used to Mo Jinlan for a long time. He doesn't have the slightest unwillingness.
Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes and says in a light voice: "I heard that Xiuer has been taking care of him all the time in the camp. Thank you."
It's not right for Mo Jinlan to take Xiuer over, but she takes care of a child more carefully than the servants in other hospitals. Not everyone can do it.
What's more, Mo Jinlan has never been born.
Mo Jinlan suddenly chuckled: "at least I'm his little aunt too. You can come all the way from Jincheng to Yuncheng for him.
Why can't I take care of him with all my heart? "
Mo Lingwei: ---
after dinner, Mo Jinlan left, and there was a half large iron box in the hall.
When the servant opened the box, he saw that it was full of clothes, which were children's summer cotton and hemp clothes and close fitting clothes when they were sleeping.
Mo Lingwei picked up one and carefully looked at the stitches on it. They were not made by nishang Pavilion. The stitches were not fine. They were all sewn by hand.
Xiuer ran over and looked at the clothes in the box, gesticulating the length, "my little aunt has made so many clothes for me, and I will wear them until next year."
Mo Lingwei is not good at sewing. The only time she takes a needle seems to be at Feng Shaojin's request, she makes a handkerchief for him.
Mo Lingwei orders the servant to screw the box upstairs and asks Xiuer, "when you leave, isn't your uncle in the camp?"
"In the camp." Xiuer Zhen said: "he lost a lot of blood. Uncle Yichen won't let him get up."
Mo Lingwei: "the sky will change again in Yuncheng.
Life goes on day by day.
If it wasn't for Xiuer's growing day by day, Mo Lingwei would stay in another courtyard, watching the summer flowers wither, thinking that time would be so still.
On this day, Feng Shaojin suddenly came to wenjingyuan.
Xiuer is practicing calligraphy in her study. Mo Lingwei collects all the petals in the backyard, dries them in the sun, grinds them into powder in the pharmacy, seals them up, and makes them into facial rouge.
The man suddenly burst in, his eyes as deep as the sea, staring at her tightly.
Mo Lingwei stood up, a little surprised: "you're here."
"Well." Feng Shaojin closed the door of the pharmacy, strode in front of her and held her in her arms.
His breath was unsteady, his heart beat fast, and his face was cloudy and sunny www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
In the twinkling of an eye, from March to may in spring, the Sophora flowers are falling, and the weather is gradually hot. Mo Lingwei orders the servant to cook Xiuer's favorite food, waiting for Feng Shaojin and Xiuer to come back. But did not expect, this time it is mo Jinlan with Xiuer to come. Mo Jinlan looks at Mo Lingwei, and her eyes are not stubborn and stubborn, and her eyes are calm. Mo Lingwei didn't ask Feng Shaojin why she didn't come. She just said casually, "if you're not busy, you can stay for a meal. Anyway, there are many meals." Originally thought that Mo Jinlan would refuse, say some sarcastic words, but did not expect to make Mo Lingwei surprised that Mo Jinlan not only agreed, but also took the initiative to chat about Feng Shaojin at the dinner table. "The foreigners are ready to move again. Shaojin can't get away from her. The camp is very complicated. Maybe she won't have time to teach Xiuer. I'll send Xiuer to you this time, so I won't take Xiuer back to camp. " Mo Jin Lan language reconciles slowly, looking at the eyes of repair son is full of warmth: "wait for little Jin busy finished, will definitely come to see you and repair son." Mo Jinlan picked a few dishes in the plate and put them in the plate in front of Xueer. Xiuer put them in his mouth. This kind of interaction is tacit and insipid. Xiuer seems to have been used to Mo Jinlan for a long time. He doesn't have the slightest unwillingness. Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes and says in a light voice: "I heard that Xiuer has been taking care of him all the time in the camp. Thank you." It's not right for Mo Jinlan to take Xiuer over, but she takes care of a child more carefully than the servants in other hospitals. Not everyone can do it. What's more, Mo Jinlan has never been born. Mo Jinlan suddenly chuckled: "at least I'm his little aunt too. You can come all the way from Jincheng to Yuncheng for him. Why can't I take care of him with all my heart? " Mo Lingwei: --- after dinner, Mo Jinlan left, and there was a half large iron box in the hall. When the servant opened the box, he saw that it was full of clothes, which were children's summer cotton and hemp clothes and close fitting clothes when they were sleeping. Mo Lingwei picked up one and carefully looked at the stitches on it. They were not made by nishang Pavilion. The stitches were not fine. They were all sewn by hand. Xiuer ran over and looked at the clothes in the box, gesticulating the length, "my little aunt has made so many clothes for me, and I will wear them until next year." Mo Lingwei is not good at sewing. The only time she takes a needle seems to be at Feng Shaojin's request, she makes a handkerchief for him. Mo Lingwei orders the servant to screw the box upstairs and asks Xiuer, "when you leave, isn't your uncle in the camp?" "In the camp." Xiuer Zhen said: "he lost a lot of blood. Uncle Yichen won't let him get up." Mo Lingwei: "the sky will change again in Yuncheng. Life goes on day by day. If it wasn't for Xiuer's growing day by day, Mo Lingwei would stay in another courtyard, watching the summer flowers wither, thinking that time would be so still. On this day, Feng Shaojin suddenly came to wenjingyuan. Xiuer is practicing calligraphy in her study. Mo Lingwei collects all the petals in the backyard, dries them in the sun, grinds them into powder in the pharmacy, seals them up, and makes them into facial rouge. The man suddenly burst in, his eyes as deep as the sea, staring at her tightly. Mo Lingwei stood up, a little surprised: "you're here." "Well." Feng Shaojin closed the door of the pharmacy, strode in front of her and held her in her arms. His breath was unsteady, his heart beat fast, and his face was cloudy and sunny www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
