The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

After taking a shower and washing away the sweat and mud all over his body, Cui Pingan put on the clothes he wore when he came to Mo's house. Miraculously, he found that his sleeves had become shorter, even though they were only a little bit shorter.

"Auntie, look, I've grown taller, I've grown taller again." Cui Ping'an even forgot to button his buttons and rushed out of the bathroom with joy, loudly sharing the good news with his aunt.

You must know that since he was seventeen years old, he has not grown in stature. He is much shorter than his peers. Now he has grown again. Even if he is not taller than his peers, he is probably not much shorter. This makes Cui Pingan, who has always had low self-esteem, was very happy.

"Yeah, Xiao Qi has grown taller. It won't be long before he can surpass my aunt."

Cui Qingrou never expected that she would get such a surprise when she visited the Mo family. Looking at her happy nephew, she didn't know what to say, so she could only keep her gratitude to the Mo family secretly in her heart.

After declining Mo Yan's offer to stay, Cui Qingrou urged the reluctant Cui Ping'an to leave. But as soon as the three of them walked to the door, they saw a carriage gradually stop, and a warm voice penetrated their ears: "Zhen'er, please slow down, wait until the carriage stops before getting off, be careful not to fall." "

Just when Cui Qingrou felt that the voice sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere, she saw Mo Yan walking up to meet her with brisk steps, and said with a smile: "Dad, why are you back so early today?"

At this time, Cui Ping'an reminded: "Auntie, it's Uncle Mo who's back. Let's say hello to Uncle Mo before we leave!"

Cui Qingrou came back to her senses, looked at Cui Ping'an and said with relief: "That's right, Xiaoqi has really grown up." If it were before, this nephew would never have thought of this.

Cui Pingan's face turned red, not because of his aunt's praise, but because he felt ashamed of his previous ignorance.

At this time, Zhen'er had already jumped out of the carriage and was about to run home when he saw two people standing at the door, one he knew and the other he didn't.

Zhen'er came up and took a closer look, and saw that the two looked somewhat similar, so she asked curiously: "Brother Ping'an, is this beautiful lady the aunt you said before who treats you very well?" ?”

Zhen'er came back twice before and often pestered Cui Ping'an to tell stories. Cui Ping'an had no talent for telling stories, so he told Zhen'er about his previous experiences in the south, and mentioned his aunt Cui Qingrou several times, so Zhen'er was very impressed.

Cui Ping'an nodded and said proudly: "You guessed it right, she is my beautiful aunt."

"It's true, brother Ping'an is so happy!" Zhen'er really showed an envious look. He also had an aunt, a cousin, but that cousin was not only not beautiful, but also very bad, and he didn't like her at all.

Brother Ping An’s aunt looks really beautiful and is very kind to Brother Ping An. Alas, why doesn’t he have such a perfect aunt?

With such emotion in his heart, Zhen'er did not ignore the etiquette and stepped forward with short legs to salute Cui Qingrou: "Zhen'er has met Madam."

Cui Qingrou had long been amused by the conversation between her nephew and the little man in front of her. Seeing that the little man was so polite, she felt even more fond of him and helped him up with her own hands: "Is your name Zhen'er? What a good kid.”

As he said that, he winked at the maid behind him. The maid was very discerning and quickly took out a purse, bowed and handed it to her master.

Cui Qingrou took the purse and said warmly to Zhen'er: "It's our first time meeting you and I don't know what you like, so I'll give this to you to play with!"

Having said that, Cui Qingrou was actually well prepared before coming. In addition to the box of thank-you gifts, she also specially prepared meeting gifts for several children of the Cui family.

Zhen'er knew that this was the etiquette of a wealthy family and it would not look good if he refused, so he took it generously and thanked him with a smile and cupped his fists.

The man in front of her was really cute. Cui Qingrou resisted the urge to reach out and touch him. Her eyes fell on the man who had just got off the carriage behind Zhen'er, but she didn't want to run into the man's gentle eyes. She couldn't help but feel stunned.

Mo Qingze was also stunned, but fortunately he came to his senses the next moment and asked his daughter beside him with his eyes.

Mo Yan didn't notice anything strange about her father, but she didn't miss Cui Qingrou's gaffe. She pretended not to see it and said calmly: "Dad, this lady's surname is Cui. She is Cui Pingan's aunt. This time she came here specially to pick him up. House's."

At this time, Cui Qingrou came to her senses and recognized the man in front of her as the man who rescued her the night her nephew disappeared. She couldn't explain how she felt when they met again, and there was a strange excitement in her heart.

"Hello, Mr. Mo."

Cui Qingrou suppressed the strange emotion in her heart and stepped forward to give Mo Qingze a blessing. The smile on her face was genuine but not frivolous.

Listening to the woman's gentle and clear voice, Mo Qingze felt that it was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. He thought about it carefully, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered that he had rescued a lady at the door of a restaurant not long ago.

The lady's voice was exactly the same as the woman in front of her. Could it be that they are the same person?

It was obviously just an ordinary little thing, but Mo Qingze couldn't figure out why he remembered it so clearly. Maybe it was the woman's voice that was so nice, or maybe it was the woman's graceful temperament that left a deep impression on him, which made him remember it so clearly. When I saw the woman with the same temperament and the same voice again, I easily remembered what happened that night.

Seeing his father staring blankly at Cui Qingrou, Mo Yan's eyes fell on Cui Qingrou unconsciously, with a deep thought in his eyes...