Chapter 1397

Everyone's eyes are bright, follow the steps of Mo Jincheng to the downstairs.

Who knows, Mo Jincheng is not going out at all, but sitting on the sofa with Xiaobao in his arms, coldly looking at the three people behind him and telling the housekeeper: "let the others come out."

There are so many servants in the family, he doesn't believe it. Without a square, other people can't coax the child well.

The housekeeper immediately understood what Mo Jincheng meant.

He's just fighting.

However, now Mo Jincheng is really angry. If he said anything, he might be scolded by Mo Jincheng.

So the housekeeper had to turn around and call out all the other servants.

The servants were sleeping in a daze when they were suddenly called out, and their faces looked tired.

And some servants who had been awakened by Xiaobao's cry dared to get up in anger.

These people, as soon as they see Mo Jincheng standing in the living room, the fatigue on their faces and the anger in their hearts disappear instantly.

One by one, they stood respectfully behind the housekeeper, trying to cheer up.

Mo Jincheng gives Xiaobao in his hand to the housekeeper: "coax well, otherwise you don't have to sleep."

Then he turned and went upstairs.

Others are surprised to see Mo Jincheng's back.

In the past, Mo Jincheng was not so indifferent. If Xiao Bao cried, he would come forward to hold him and coax him.

What happened tonight?

Give the kids to them directly?

Looking at Mo Jincheng's back, these people dare not speak.

Had to wait until Mo Jincheng's back finally disappeared in the study door, these talents began to ask the nanny and housekeeper.

"What's going on? Didn't the young master fall asleep very early before? Why are you crying so late tonight... "

This is a rare thing.

"It's not because..."

Nanny carefully looked at the door upstairs, and found that there was no movement at all. Then she lowered her voice and continued: "after the lady went out tonight, she hasn't come back yet. Before, the young master was coaxed to sleep by the lady."

"It would be nice for the lady to come back."

Anyway, the lady loves the young master so much. As long as she hears that the young master is crying and arguing, she will come back immediately.

No matter how late it is, a mother's love for her son will not be stopped.

Nanny carefully said: "you are not stupid, sir do not want to, you just want to let the wife back, the wife can not come back."

If this idea is useful, just now the gentleman went directly to ask the madam to come back.

Xiaobao in the nanny's arms cried more fiercely than when she was upstairs.

Nanny quickly hugged Xiaobao and stood up, said: "little poor, don't cry, OK, we don't cry, eyes cry swollen words can't be a little handsome."

Xiaobao in her arms is still crying recklessly.

Other people look at Xiaobao, also sad.

Anyway, the only solution now is to ask his wife to come back, otherwise, the young master will not sleep.

However, the husband is not willing to invite his wife back.

They have no choice.

Looking at the group of people who were sad, Mr. housekeeper said, "don't be sad either. Try to find a way. If the young master can't sleep tonight, you won't want to sleep."

The man who was frightened by the housekeeper's sleeplessness immediately racked his brains to think about how to coax the young master.

The others had been slumbering on the sofa.

"If not, some people sleep in the middle of the night, some people sleep in the middle of the night."

Xiao Wang looked at other colleagues staggering appearance, quite distressed.

Mr. housekeeper was also very distressed for these colleagues, but he immediately shook his head: "no, if you see it, you will be angry. Don't think of any opportunistic methods, just think of a way to let the young master sleep!"

They had no choice but to think of a way to coax Xiaobao.

And Xiaobao's voice is too penetrating. Mo Jincheng sitting on the balcony on the second floor can still hear Xiaobao's cry.

He endured several times before he rushed downstairs.

He certainly knows what these people are thinking.

Why didn't he want to find his own place.

But his body didn't know when.

This is a cruel future for Fang Yuan.

Does he want Fang Yuan to fall into the cycle of father and mother again?

When he was a child, he didn't know why there were so many people in white coats at home.

And every time after seeing these people off, my father would sit under the bench for a day.

The sadness revealed in that figure is heavy enough to be pressed on Mo Jincheng's shoulder.When he grew up, he finally understood the hopeless pain.

Welcome the hope and disappointment, in constant torture, is actually the closest people around.

My father once said that to him.

At that time, I was still young, so I didn't understand why my father said that.

"I'm not afraid that they say to me," I'm sorry, I can't do anything. I'm afraid that I can't find someone who can do anything before your mother's limit, "he said

When saying this, my father's face is a shallow smile, not too much sadness.

Now Mo Jincheng knows that sadness has long been in his father's bones in disappointment.

Otherwise, he would not follow his mother after her death.

Although Fang Yuan is a very optimistic girl, but in so many disappointments and hopes, he really worried that one day Fang Yuan would be driven crazy.

Will be the same as my father, all the sadness, a little bit to penetrate into the blood.

When we find out, it's too late.

So, it's better to block the connection between the two people before all this happened.

In this way, in the square world, we will not hear the news of a person's death one day.

Maybe, but without the accumulation of long-term relationship, the accumulation of constant disappointment and hope, those sorrows have not penetrated into her blood and bones, and she can still live safely in this world.

Isn't it?

Mo Jincheng opens his eyes and suddenly finds that the cry downstairs has disappeared.

Xiao Bao didn't cry any more.

See, with proper weaning, even highly dependent children can quickly adapt to the environment.

What I fear most is penetration.

Mo Jincheng gets up and takes a deep breath. Then he feels cold on his cheek.

With a sneer, he raised his hand to shake off the wet touch and walked slowly to the door.

With a click, the door opened.

All the people downstairs were looking at the door upstairs.

The fear in my eyes was like a tidal wave.