My Little Mom is the Richest

Yang Lingjun deliberately smiled at her before going out, which made her feel very unhappy. The people outside are eating food sent in by the special police, and naturally the taste is not comparable to the compressed biscuits in the army.

Mu Qiu and Mu Xiao did not come out because they had known the news about Mu Xue earlier. Mu Xiao walked to Mu Qiu and said, "You should go outside to eat something first. You have been busy all day and your body can't bear it."

Mu Qiu smiled at Mu Xiao, "It's okay, aunt, I don't know how good my health is now, but you should go out to eat something first, don't starve yourself. Let me help you take care of it here. Stay put, I will come out and let you know as soon as there is any news."

Looking at Mu Qiu's resolute eyes, Mu Xiao seemed to feel that her nephew who had always needed her to protect him had really grown up and no longer needed her to protect him so much. Not sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, Mu Xiao, who was stunned, was pushed by Mu Qiu and woke up.

"What's wrong? Sister, if you're tired, just take a rest. Just the two of us here are fine." There happened to be a bed here. Mu Xiao shook her head, casually took out a pack of compressed biscuits and handed it to Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu took the compressed cookie from Mu Xiao's hand and turned to look at Liu Xia's screen. Mu Xiao was not in the mood to eat, but her body was indeed a little tired. She lay on the bed in the room and fell asleep unconsciously.

Mu Qiu covered her with the quilt and looked at Liu Xia's computer screen while eating compressed biscuits. Half an hour is just a quick thing for others, but for Mu Qiu, this half hour is very long.

Liu Xia, who was focusing on the computer, nibbled on the compressed biscuits in his hand. To be honest, military compressed biscuits are all for supplementing calories, and they only need to be acceptable in terms of taste.

But Liu Xia, who has been in the army, has never been used to this food and found it difficult to swallow. I really don’t know why the military would make this food so unpalatable. But if it doesn’t taste good, you still have to eat it. I don’t know what else to do later.

Looking up at Mu Qiu, who was expressionlessly finishing a pack of compressed biscuits above her, Liu Xia thought to herself, "Isn't this guy a young man? How can he eat such unpalatable food?"

The curiosity about Mu Qiu is also getting deeper and deeper. In fact, Mu Qiu also thinks this food is unpalatable, but now his mind is on Mu Xue, so he has no time to think about whether this food is delicious.

The cracking process was in progress, and half an hour passed unconsciously. Finally, a "ding!" sounded in the room. Liu Xia hurriedly wanted to report to Mu Xiao that the deciphering was successful, but this move was stopped by Mu Qiu.

When Liu Xia was about to speak out, Mu Qiu stopped her. Mu Qiu's eyes indicated that Mu Xiao was resting. It was better not to disturb her rest now. Pieces of Morse code appeared on Liu Xia's computer.

Mu Qiu asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

"Morse code is just a code, but I can't decipher this thing. It needs someone who has learned it to translate it." There was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and the two people turned their heads to look outside at the same time.

Liang Guodong's voice was heard outside. After Zhang Mou pointed to the room where Mu Xiao was, he lay down on the sofa. The group of people were very tired after a night of tossing.

Although Lu Xia inside also felt very sleepy, she still had things to do at hand, so she resisted not being distracted. After unraveling the information on the black line, her eyelids were almost glued together. . ,,.