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These things are what Mo Xiaomi dreamed of, and now they have them, she is very satisfied.

In the future, she will study harder and become better.

The carriage was rushing very slowly, afraid of being shaken by Mo Huihui.

It was dark outside and the cold wind blew.

"Oh, looking at the weather, it seems that it will snow again." Mo Dayong frowned, "Uncle, let's drive the car slowly, don't worry."

"I know this." Mo Xiangshan smiled, "It's better to snow than rain. We'll get off the three-way intersection and we'll be able to go home in two or three hours."

On a good road, Mo Dayong drove the ox cart. After getting off the three-way intersection, it was full of dirt roads. Mo Xiangshan took the reins and started driving the ox cart. His skills were better and could drive the ox cart to be more stable.

The dirt road is indeed very bumpy, and Mo Xiangshan has tried to be as careful as possible, but Mo Huihui can still feel the discomfort caused by the bumps.

Mo Xiaomi held the frame tightly to prevent himself from rushing to his mother.

At this moment, Mo Xiaomi heard the crying and whispered: "Three Grandma, are my brother hungry? Why did I hear the crying?"

Aunt Mo San lifted the cover and quilt on the child's couch, shook her head, and said, "No, your brother is sleeping soundly! He didn't cry."

Mo Xiaomi frowned and listened carefully.

No, she still heard the child crying.

Because after taking care of my little brother for a few days, Mo Xiaomi was familiar with it. This was the crying of the little baby.

"Grandpa, can you stop?" Mo Xiaomi asked softly. Her hearing was very sensitive and she would not be wrong.

"What's wrong? Xiaomi?" Mo Xiangshan asked, "Is it necessary to be convenient?"

"Yes, grandpa." Mo Xiaomi nodded and went down to search first.

She could hear the baby's weak crying, and it should be nearby.

Mo Xiangshan parked his car on the side of the road, Mo Xiaomi got out, listened carefully, and then walked along the small river ditch on the side of the road.

"Wow wow wow wow..." The child cried a little bit intermittently, and it was obvious that he had been frozen outside for a long time.

Mo Xiaomi speeds up and wants to find the baby as soon as possible.

"Xiaomi, where are you going?" Mo Xiangshan shouted from behind, "You are a child, just find a place at will. We won't look at you."

Mo Xiangshan and others thought Mo Xiaomi was shy and embarrassed to relieve themselves nearby.

Mo Xiaomi walked out more than 20 meters and saw an old red quilt in the ditch. The little baby's crying came from there.

Mo Xiaomi ran down quickly and walked to the quilt. He saw a little baby with a purple face, with snowflakes that had just fallen on his face.

Mo Xiaomi thought she was not a person with sympathy, but on such a snowy day, she couldn't bear to see an abandoned baby.

No matter what, the golden pears can be sold for money next year, so the family should be able to afford two children.

If it really doesn't work, she eats less and saves things for the children to eat.

Mo Xiaomi held the baby and staggered up from the ditch.

"Not afraid, no more." Mo Xiaomi coaxed her in a low voice. The child seemed to feel someone holding her, stopped crying, and changed to humming and whispering, his little mouth squirming, and he was hungry.

Mo Xiangshan outside, Mo Dayong looked at Mo Xiaomi holding a quilt in his arms, and a sound came from it, and he guessed that there was a child inside.
Chapter completed!