Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 1402: 357: They are biological sisters!

Old Lady Mo continued, "I’m going to the Garden to see Ziyao!"

After speaking, Old Lady Mo turned around and walked out the door.

Ni Yang carefully placed Mo Ziyin on the bed and reached out to take the wailing Mo Zi’an, "Erbao, don’t cry, Mommy’s got you."

The little guy heard Ni Yang’s voice, opened his eyes and took a look.

At the moment Ni Yang took him, he completely stopped crying.

His small hands grabbed at the falling strands of hair.

Ni Yang didn’t mind the pain, she bent down and kissed the little guy.

Mo Qishen quickly stretched out his hand, blocking the little guy’s face, and Ni Yang’s lips landed on the back of Mo Qishen’s hand.

"What’s wrong?" Ni Yang looked up puzzled.

Mo Qishen said, "His face is covered with tears, drool, and snot, it’s filthy! Let’s wash it first..."

Cleaning him up might make him more presentable.

The rejected Mo Baobao: "..." Damn! Is this my real dad?

Mo Qishen continued, "This disobedient little brat, I even barked like a dog and he didn’t listen! I really don’t know what he wants!"

The little Mo Baobao rejected by his dad: "..." You just take advantage of me because I can’t speak!

Ni Yang laughed and said, "How old is he!? Can he understand you barking like a dog? Maybe he’s hungry, you go out first, I need to feed the baby."

"I’m his dad, not an outsider." Mo Qishen was unwilling to leave.

"Hurry up and go out." With a look, Ni Yang swept her gaze over, and Mo Qishen immediately backed down, quickly carrying the child and running out.

They are a couple, having long been open with each other; Ni Yang wasn’t worried about him seeing anything, but Mo Qishen especially loved to fight with the child over food!

He’s already a father now!

No shame at all!

Ni Yang can see through his little thoughts clearly, just unwilling to point it out.

Mo Qishen took the little guy to the outer hall, casually placed the little one on the sofa, and picked up a finance newspaper to read.

The little guy, full and content, didn’t fuss, just stared with big round eyes at the ceiling.

Mo Qishen glanced sideways at Mo Ziyin, satisfied, "That’s better, if you dare to cry, I’ll throw you in the trash! What are you staring at me for? You think I won’t do it? Little rascal! You’ve got no idea what kind of ghosts and goblins your dad has dealt with before, and I can’t handle you?"

Little Mo Ziyin tried hard to take his small hands out of his clothes and started gnawing on them.

Mo Qishen continued reading the newspaper.

When Ni Yang came out after feeding, half an hour had passed.

"Mo Ge, where’s Ziyin?"

"On the sofa," replied Mo Qishen.

"Which sofa?" Ni Yang asked.

Mo Qishen put down the newspaper, "Right next to me?"

Turning his head to look, the child was nowhere in sight.

Where is the child?

Mo Qishen was stunned!

"He was just here!" Mo Qishen stood up and said, "Could Mom have taken him?" He got absorbed in his newspaper and hadn’t noticed when the child disappeared!

"You were supposed to be watching Ziyin, and now you’ve gone and lost him!" Ni Yang, exasperated, stood by the window and called out, "Mom, is Ziyin with you?"

The window faced the Garden, and at this moment, Old Lady Mo and Old Man Mo were holding a kid and strolling in the Garden.

Ni Yang called out twice before Old Lady Mo heard, "Not here! Xiaobao isn’t with me! Your dad and I are holding Dabao!"

Upon hearing this, a chill ran through Ni Yang, and she turned to look at Mo Qishen, "Did anyone else come to the house just now?"

Mo Qishen’s face turned pale, "No."

"Then where did the child go? A baby only a month old, can he walk by himself?"

"Wah!"

At that moment, a loud cry suddenly echoed in the air.

Upon hearing the cry, Ni Yang sighed with relief and quickly squatted down, looking toward the source of the sound, "Ziyin? Xiaobao?"

There, little Mo Ziyin was lying under the coffee table.

The coffee table was a bit high, and it was covered with a tablecloth, so if you didn’t squat down, you wouldn’t see him at all.

Mo Qishen hurriedly picked up the little guy, "Son, how did you end up there? You scared daddy to death!"

This little rascal!

No wonder he was so quiet, not making a peep on the sofa.

Turns out he was waiting here!

Mo Qishen was so exasperated he wanted to give the little brat a smack but had to maintain the image of a good dad.

Can’t let it slip up!

Can’t slip!

Ni Yang kicked him, "You were supposed to take care of Ziyin; is this how you do it? Did you leave him alone on the sofa again? Such a tiny child, do you know how serious the consequences could be if there wasn’t a carpet on the floor?"