I eat rice noodles at noon, and eat no less at the end of the day.

Young children who work hard at eating should generally be praised.

But for such a big guy, Lan Ze was afraid that something might happen to him when he came home.

After Mo Mo cleaned the dishes and drank another small bowl of yellow rice porridge, he finally stopped and did not finish the whole pot of porridge.

"It's great to be home!" Mo Mo leaned on the dining chair, too lazy to move after eating. She watched others clean up.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?" Lan Ze asked his good son.

"Dumplings!" Mo Mo checked on her wristband and immediately decided, "stuffed with mutton and carrots!"

Sheep are not environmentally friendly either. Of course they are not available on the space city. Whether they can be eaten on the spaceship is more up to chance.

"Mutton? Okay! Let's go and drink authentic mutton soup tomorrow. Do you want to go?"

"What about the dumplings?"

“They’re all available in the store.”

The four of them are happily looking forward to flying directly to the capital tomorrow to drink mutton soup.

But before dawn the next day, we had to cancel the trip.

I had a stomachache in the middle of the night. I got up from bed several times and had diarrhea.

The tossing made too much noise, and both elders noticed it.

"What's going on..." Lan Ze touched Mo Mo's bald head. His head was sweaty and slightly cold, but he didn't have a fever.

This child is a little weak. Not only his face is pale, but his hair is also white.

Mo Mo curled up with tears in her eyes: "My stomach still hurts."

"It's not a big deal." Mai came in with a wet towel, "He was a little vomiting just now."

"Brother~" Mo Mo shouted pitifully.

"Turn your face around." Mai Mo wiped away the sweat from his face to the back of his head.

The towel is warm, and any trace of water left behind evaporates immediately, leaving the skin dry.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Lanze asked.

"Don't worry, let him empty his stomach before eating."

"Did you eat something bad?" Dad was a little panicked.

Everyone ate the same thing in the evening...the most suspicious thing was the stir-fried wheat dishes. The beans were undercooked and poisonous, but they were overcooked.

"Oh, he's such a big man, tell him to drink less, drink less. I secretly drank a large bottle of milk." Wheat pointed to the empty plastic bottle on the ground.

That's one and a half liters of fresh milk.

"Did you drink a liter and a half of milk?" Uncle Jiang was amused.

"Master... I have a stomachache." Mo Mo reported shyly and turned away.

The bald back of the head is not very cute. But Mo Mo himself has not realized this yet.

Uncle Jiang has never accepted him as his apprentice. The child just yells for affection.

"I drank half a cup." Xiaomai explained, "Originally he also drank half a cup. Who knew that the smelly kid would get under the covers and hold him in his arms to drink."

"I'm not a stinky kid." Mo Mo protested weakly.

The elder brother held a towel in his hand and scolded his younger brother: "Don't you know that you have been weaned for more than 20 years?"

After weaning for a period of time, people with lactose intolerance will have worse diarrhea the more they drink. If you drink a small amount for a long time and slowly cultivate the intestinal flora, you can still digest some milk. After all, milk is nutritious.

.But I drank too much at the last time, which defeated the fragile intestinal defense line.

Judging from the posture, Xiaomai wanted to hit someone.

Lan Ze silently took half a step back. Comrade Lao Jiang also took a half step back.

Everyone has a clear judgment on Xiaomai's combat effectiveness. It's not too late to start a fight after Xiaomai has finished teaching his brother a lesson.

Mo Mo was speechless, turned over the pillow, and clasped his whole head. After shaking twice, he jumped out of bed and rushed to the toilet with bare feet.

"Ouch..."

The cry came out, and the naughty child had a very miserable stomachache.

Lan Ze got up early in the morning and cooked white porridge. After it was cooked, he kept it warm. Later, Mai filled a large bowl of porridge and took it back to the room to feed his bedridden brother.

No one in the family mentioned having mutton soup outside.

As for Momo's current stomach, he can't eat any mutton soup, mutton dumplings, or even corn.

Lan Ze ate the boiled corn and the meat skewers secretly grilled by Comrade Lao Jiang, and was reading journals in the restaurant.

"dad!"

The sound is crisp and clear, it can't be Momo.

Lan Ze was startled and wanted to hide the meat. Then he realized that he only had half of the corn left in his hand.

When I looked up, I saw Xiaoxie and Changshan Xiangxiang, one after the other, opening the door of the restaurant and walking in from the outside.

"You two...actually skipped school?"

"Dad, you're cheating on me! Humph!" Lan Xiaoxie pouted. "Are you the dad who always accuses others of skipping school when we meet? I didn't come back until I finished my classes this week!"

"Me too!" Xiangxiang said immediately. "College students, you can leave if you want!"

Xiaoxie put down his schoolbag and filled porridge for himself and Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang found some uneaten boiled corn.

"Click!"

My sister and I split half of it.

"Is my little brother back?" Xiaoxie asked excitedly.

"Yeah." Lan Ze nodded, "I'm in bed."

The two girls opened their eyes wide.

Xiaoxie was heartbroken: "Dad, can you be more mature?"

"It's not good to hit children!" Xiangxiang condemned.

"...I haven't spanked my children for many years." Lan Ze defended himself.

"Come on. If you don't beat yourself, you let Brother Wheat beat his younger brother." Xiao Xie looked down upon him.

"Third brother, how cruel are you instigating me to do!" Xiangxiang said disdainfully.

These two girls talked as if they had been beaten.

"Okay. Mo Mo is now living in the same room as Wheat." Lan Ze didn't want to explain.

If there is a problem, the wheat is on top.

The two girls ran upstairs after breakfast.

Lan Zedong sat for a while and finished brushing the journal in his hand. He also went upstairs to read Mo Mo.

Mo Mo had already gotten up and was washing her face. Her eyes were a little red again.

Xiaomai was sitting in the small living room outside the room with his legs in his arms, looking melancholy.

The two girls are no longer here.

"Did you make him cry again?" Lanze asked Xiaomai.

"Well, what a coincidence." Xiaomai put down his legs. "Susu and Xiuxiu, if they lived to this day, would be about the same age as Xiaoxie. And they were only fifteen years old when they were killed. Xiangxiang happened to be still like a child, look.

They are only slightly older than they were back then. Many things that happened back then were only slowly figured out by Mo Mo after he escaped. Before that, he had always had hope in his heart."

Lan Ze nodded silently.

At first, Mo Mo thought it was someone else who imprisoned him.

It didn't take long for those people to inquire about his "significant and valuable" mutation through surveillance. He began to feel uneasy. At that time, on the one hand, he didn't want to be sliced ​​up, so he cooperated obediently; on the other hand, he still believed that,

Maybe he just found someone with better acting skills.

Anyway, regarding his mutation, he always had a docile attitude: "My family didn't tell me." "I don't know." "I'm still young."

Then one day, the pork rib essence began to be delivered to the single cell where he was held. The unpackaged kind began.

There are no fat people in the space city, so the pork ribs sent in have obviously been carefully selected and have pretty features. Without packaging, the ribs are clearly defined, which makes people want to poke their eyes out.

Now Mo Mo knew that he was in danger. First, it was impossible for his own mother to do this. Second, his mother was also worried about Pai Gu Jing.

Mo Mo gradually guessed that her mother was no longer in Space City.

But he didn't know that this kind of absence didn't exist anywhere in the world.

Over time, his curiosity about the Paigu Jing turned into a welcome. After all, no matter how scary the Pai Gu Jing is, he is still a human being who can communicate with him.

These girls refused his request to unpack the clothes with their own hands and insisted on entering his single room without the packaging. The reason was that it would be a waste to tear the clothes.

Mo Mo fell into the hands of a religious man, and all he could try to find out were some vague things.

He and the women who appeared one after another tried to please each other and played emotional cards. They used complicated methods to scheming under surveillance.

He can conclude that the only thing of value in him is his mutation.

Long after escaping, he gradually understood the reality and history of the space city. Only then did he realize that if the religious believers did not want to use him as a living person to find out the details of the mutation, he would have been just like his mother, brother, and sister.

No existence.

There's not much he can do.
Chapter completed!