Chapter 163

During the lunch break that day, Mu Mian once again opened the chat interface with the intermediary. The last time I contacted the intermediary was a week ago. After waiting for another week, Mu Mian lost his patience completely.

He couldn't help but knock down the keyboard again.

Hello, Mu Mian? 】

1 online all day, Mu Mian's message was sent, and it only took more than 40 seconds to recover the message for convenience.

1: It's not easy. We haven't found a suitable heart. I think I'd better return the deposit to you. 】Mu Mian had expected that it would be this result, but when he saw the reply of 1, he was still dead in the heart.

Mu Mian is not willing to lose the last clear road. He humbly asks the other party: "Sir, is there no other way? 】

1: [what can I do? You can't kill people! 】Mu Mian narrowed his eyes.

For mu Qiu, he really dares to kill people.

Mu Mian was absent-minded when he went to work in the afternoon. He packed up his things and went home as soon as the time came. Du Tingting went out for a walk, only Aunt Zhang at home. Mu Mian told Aunt Zhang: "make a sauce pig's hoof in the evening. Both mother and daughter love to eat it."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing Mu Mian planning to go upstairs, Aunt Zhang said to him with some worry: "Sir, miss is back in the afternoon."

Last night, Mu Qiu sent a text message saying he wanted to get together with his friends, but he didn't come back at night. Daughter has always been very clever, Mu Mian never doubted that Mu Qiu would lie. Listen to Aunt Zhang said Mu Qiu is back, Mu Mian also did not put this matter at ease.

Aunt Zhang said: "Miss's mental condition is not very good. When she came back, her eyes were red and swollen. She should have cried."

"Crying?"

Mu Mian frowned and said, "I know." He went upstairs.

He knocked on the door of Mu Qiu's room, and without the consent of Mu Qiu, he opened the door and went in.

Mu Qiu didn't sleep. She was watching a movie. What she saw was the eraser in my mind. Mu Qiu looked and wiped her tears and nose with a paper towel, looking at some nervousness.

Mu Mian shut down her iPad directly.

Mu Qiu raised a pair of red eyes, silent protest against Mu Mian's overbearing behavior.

Mu Mian said, "today, people over there have returned my news."

Hearing the speech, Mu Qiu's pupils trembled.

"And the result?"

In Mu Qiu's expectant gaze, Mu Mian can't bear to shake his head. Seeing this, Mu Qiu's eyes darkened in an instant, gray and lifeless. "So..."

Mu Qiu laughed bitterly and comforted himself: "it's OK, Dad, don't feel guilty, you've done too much for me."

Mu Mian was not comforted.

Looking at her daughter's young and beautiful face, Mu Mian's heart aches like a knife. "Autumn son, Dad can't protect you this time." With that, Mu Mian cried. With one hand on his forehead, his nose and tears fell on his thighs and trousers.

"Qiuer, dad is incompetent and can't protect you..."

"Dad is useless..."

the tears of middle-aged men hurt Mu Qiu's heart.

Mu Qiu hugged his father's shoulder and cried and said to him, "Dad, you are the best dad in the world. I'm very satisfied to say goodbye to my parents

Compared with those who didn't even have time to say goodbye and died in a hurry, Mu Qiu was already very lucky.

It's good for mu Qiu to think like this, but mu Mian can't accept such a result. "You are my baby, and my father is reluctant to let you go."

"Dad, don't be like this. I feel sad when you are like this..."

the father and daughter hold each other and cry in despair.

At dinner in the evening, the father and daughter tacit understanding did not say this matter, both pretended to be relaxed. Du Tingting did not realize the secret between father and daughter. She told Mu Mian: "Song porcelain called me today."

"She?" Mu Mian didn't want to talk about song porcelain, so he didn't ask much. But after hearing this, Mu Qiu asked with concern: "did your sister have a good time in Austria?"

"Of course she had a good time, but she was worried about Song Fei."

"Song Fei?" Mu Qiu asked, "what's wrong with Song Fei? Isn't she awake? What else does sister worry about Song Fei

Du Tingmu is also curious.

"You don't know." Du Tingting told them: "Song Fei's child went to Congo, saying that he was going to study the virus there." Du Tingting shakes her head and sighs: "I heard that Congo is in chaos. Song Fei has gone there. Song porcelain is naturally worried."

Mu Mian snorted coldly and said without any sympathy: "if something happens, she deserves it. Knowing the danger there, what else to do? "

Mu Qiu frowned and worried about Song Fei. "I also heard that there was political chaos in Congo. A few days ago, I saw the news that there was a riot and people died. What should I do if song feizhen had an accident..."

Mu Mian, hearing this, stopped eating, and stared at a pot of soup in front of him.Song Fei is an independent person, and Du Tingting doesn't want to say more about her. Thinking of another thing, Du Tingting took Mu Mian's hand and said to him, "it will be my father-in-law's death day in two days. This year, I will not accompany you to worship him."

Mu Mian's father is a drunkard. In the year of his graduation from University, he fell into the river because he was drunk and became mad. When his body was found, his body had shown a giant view.

After his death, Mu Fu was cremated, and his ashes were not buried, and they were directly placed in the Sabbath hall.

Du Tingting is superstitious. Pregnant, she doesn't want to go to the place with heavy Yin in the Sabbath hall. Mu Mian naturally has no objection, he said: "if you are pregnant, don't go to that kind of place, and cultivate yourself at home."

"Well."

Mu Mian asked Mu Qiu again: "what about you? Come with me

Mu Qiu shook his head. "I won't go either." Anyway, I'm going to meet my grandfather underground soon. I'm too lazy to go there.

"Then I will go alone."

...

the next day, Mu Mian got up early. He put on a pure black suit and drove to the Sabbath hall alone to worship his dead father.

On the way, he stopped at the door of a small shop and bought a bottle of Erguotou. Mu Mian's father, mu Congjun, was an alcoholic. Mu Mian came to visit his father with nothing else but a small bottle of wine for him.

Mu Mian took out the Erguotou that he had brought last year, put it in a small bag, and then put the newly bought wine next to the urn.

Staring at the picture of his father on the urn, Mu Mian's eyes did not miss, no emotion, some just a cold and mockery. "Dad, Erguotou, you'd better take this one. I brought it to you."

As he spoke, there was a sneer on his lips. "Every time you get drunk, you beat my mother. Later, she can't stand being bullied any more and hanged herself. I've always wanted to ask you, did you ever regret for a second when you woke up that morning and saw your dead wife hanging on your door? "

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