Lan Lan laughed at his embarrassed look, "Your hair may be burned out next time."

"Is it funny?"

Lanlan smiled and nodded, "It's funny."

"..." Mo Beichen was helpless. He had long been dead after others laughed like this, but this was his son.

It's still his son whom he owe.

Mo Beichen gave up on cooking, "Forget it, I won't cook today. I'll take you out for a meal. How about that restaurant last time?"

"Well......"

"Your mother won't let you go?"

"Mom has never said that if I want to play with you, she let me make my own decision."

"Then are you going?"

"Go, my mother is not at home anyway, and no one cooks for me. Aunt Qing only knows how to make porridge, and there is no taste at all. She just doesn't know how to cook, but she even says I'm timid, hum!"

"I really feel sorry for you after following her."

Mo Beichen sorted out his hair and took him out.

As the end of the year approaches, there are all kinds of things on the street, and it is becoming more and more lively.

There are all kinds of celebrations here at the end of the year.

There were many people on the street, and Mo Beichen wanted to go to Lalanlan, but he was afraid that he would resist.

After thinking about it, I gave up this idea and it will take a long time to go.

They passed by a place where they were performing arts. Lanlan was curious and ran to the front to see.

The performance was standing on a high place and walking on the single-plank bridge, holding various dishes in his hands, and all of them were on his body.

The person who performed at the beginning was still quite good. Suddenly, the man did not stand firmly, the man fell down, and all the dishes in his hand fell.

The people in front of them fled one after another. Lanlan was short and small, so he couldn't escape.

All those things fell towards him.

Mo Beichen mentioned him and avoided the dishes, but bumped him while avoiding people.

Mo Beichen quickly protected him in his arms and blocked the impact with his arms.

His arm hit the wall.

He only put him down when he arrived at a safe place, "Lanlan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Lanlan saw the wound on his hand, "It seems you are the one who has something to do."

"Just touched it."

"I'm talking about your scar." Lan Lan pointed to the wound on the back of his hand, which seemed to be new.

Mo Beichen didn't care, "This? It was just a little burn when it caught fire just now, with a little injury."

"Why did you save me just now?"

"You are my son, of course I will save you."

“…”

"If you don't like it, I won't say it."

"No, you didn't save me last time, but you saved me this time, and we're even."

"Really?" Mo Beichen was so comfortable for the first time in the past few days.

"Well, it's just that the matter between us is even. I haven't forgiven you for hurting your mother yet." He clearly divided it.

"Okay..." Mo Beichen was not in a hurry. His patience now was, at least he had made great progress now.

Lanlan said, "No more eating, go buy medicine."

"Yes." Mo Beichen felt very happy, at least his son would care about him.

They walked towards the pharmacy.

Yun Jinran came out to buy something, but when she came out, she was suddenly blocked by a woman.

When I looked up, it turned out to be Mrs. Pei. I haven't seen her for a month. Mrs. Pei seems to be much more haggard.

People are not energetic, but they look resentful.
Chapter completed!