Chapter 6 (2/2)

It's very windy outside this night. Fortunately, the mountain wind was taken into account when they built their house. Although it has been an old house for decades, its doors and windows, beams and tiles are particularly strong, and the wind is stronger than it is now.

”No problem.” Mo Chen one mouthful should. What he thought was not to save these steps, but to be afraid that if the two little drunkards got into trouble at night, he was afraid that Jiang Fan could not take care of him alone.

Fortunately, both of them didn't make a lot of noise. If they were drunk, they would sleep. At dawn, Mo Han's voice of holding up the Kang was heard.

It sounds like calling for uncle, but it's vague, the voice is small, and I can't hear clearly.

If you don't pay attention, you may think it's a kitten barking at your side.

Mo Chen lowered his head and looked at him carefully. Fortunately, Xiaodong didn't have a sad look on his face. Instead, he might have remembered some good things in the past. His eyebrows and eyes were opened, and his mouth slightly curved upward. His faint smile seemed so lovely. So A look of contentment.

80% had a good dream.

Maybe he dreamed of his uncle.

Mo Chen didn't see Uncle Xie. He only knew that he was a good friend of Shifu in his early years, but he didn't communicate with each other in some years. This time, the man was seriously ill and went up the mountain to help orphans, and the master also responded. It seems that the relationship between them should be very good.

I don't know what kind of person he is, but he must be a good uncle, so he is so much missed.

Mo Chen was adopted by his master since he was a child. He had no family and no family. He never thought about him like Xiaodong and missed someone.

Maybe it was because of drinking wine that he was very weak and thought a lot.

If one day He is not in this world, will there be someone, who will miss him like this?

Maybe the master will miss the disciple, or the younger martial brothers will miss him, and the friends he made outside may also miss him.

But not so often, so deeply. They may have emotional moments occasionally, but they will soon forget him.

Perhaps only relatives can have such deep affection.

However, he has no family.

He is also alone in this world.

Cover Xiaodong with a quilt. Jiang Fan has already made the bedding for him. He takes out a new pillow and says, ”elder martial brother, pillow this.”

The place where he gave the shop was next to Xiaodong.

When Mo Chen lies down, he still has some novelty in his heart.

How many years did he not sleep so close to anyone, and he has lived alone since he remembered.

The master dotes on his younger martial brothers and sisters, but he is very indifferent to him. When he was a child, he warned him to be self-restraint, steady, like the first apprentice back to the mountain, and set an example for the younger martial brothers and sisters.

Jiang Fan was so happy today that he had such a happy birthday with his friends. He ate longevity noodles and drank wine. It's a pity that he was adopted by his father, but not by his father. No, even ordinary people's biological father does not have so much kindness to his son.

He said, laughed and talked about it in the middle of the night. He was already very tired. After laying the bedding for Mo Chen, his consciousness was not clear. He barely took off his shirt and climbed into his bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, he began to snore.

Mo Chen also quickly fell asleep.

Before he fell asleep, he thought about it. The first time he slept in the younger martial brother's room, and there were so many people around him. Looking to the left was the head of younger martial brother, and looking to the right was younger martial brother Jiang's round face. His breath was clearly heard. There was so much movement and chaos. Could he sleep?

He fell asleep soon.