MTL - I Have a “System” Halo-Chapter 56 I have a "harmony" halo

Mo Fan stayed blank. Mo Wei's appearance is still the same as when he left, maybe the opponent never moved the position at all.

The system whispered, "Fanfan, the protagonist has been sitting there since you left, and it has been three days without a meal."

[Not to say that the action of the protagonist cannot be detected? 】

There was a trace of guilt and worry on Mo Fan's face, but his heart was calm. The only thing to worry about is that if the protagonist dies, he won't be able to please him.

The system was shocked to say that it had missed its mouth, and Zhiwuwu explained, "Everyone's ability will be improved."

Mo Fan squinted, but didn't ask again. Although the system is stupid, it insists on some things inexplicably and cannot say anything.

The system was quietly relieved.

"What? Are you starving yourself and making me a murderer?"

Mo Fan embarrassedly concealed his worries, and the shock in his heart came to his mouth, but it turned into another word.

Mo Wei didn't drink water for a few days, her throat was dumb and speechless, she just shook her head.

No, I just do n’t want to do anything when I do n’t see my uncle.

"Oh, even if you die, at most I will be a crime for hurting. It does n’t matter to me if you are injured. You do n’t have to live without me? Look at it, It really doesn't look like me. "

Uncle, without you, I won't be able to live, but I won't want to live.

Mo Wei's eyes were sad and pleading.

Mo Fan turned her head and threw the food she was carrying to the ground. "I don't want a dead person in my house."

I couldn't hide the surprise on Mo Wei's face. Mo Fan was uncomfortable and blurted out, "Want to eat? Give me a kneel to eat, but don't allow my hands. I am really blind and have a dog It ’s more useful than you. I have n’t kicked you out. I ’m very kind. ”

Mo Wei froze, his expression stopped, but there was no negative emotion like humiliation and unwillingness. His eyes were deep, and the dark-haired straight taught no emotion.

Mo Fan did not look at him, so he did not find Mo Wei's unusual, listening to the movement, thinking that it was the other side's silent rejection. However, not long after the sound of swallowing came, Mo Fan turned his head and saw that Mo Wei really knelt down on the ground like this, with his hands down, his eyes down, and eating bitingly hot food. After eating, she looked at Mo Fan with a look similar to waiting for praise.

Mo Fan was shocked, and found that he actually watched Mo Wei eat all the food that was spilled on the ground in one mouthful.

As long as your uncle is happy, you can do anything. As long as your uncle doesn't want me.

"Don't look at me with that look." Mo Fan scolded.

Mo Wei's eyes were full of enthusiasm and joy, just like every time he had prepared food for him in the past, his eyes looked exactly the same after eating. However, what you do and say is an insult to the other party.

Can no longer stand the strange atmosphere in the house, Mo Fan took out his wallet, took out the cash inside, and scattered it all over the place.

"Don't be allowed to die in my house."

With that said, he turned away without hesitation. Mo Wei was too embarrassed. He was afraid he couldn't control his forgiveness.

But that child is right, right? The woman who was wrong was Xu Weiya ... No, this is the woman's child. His existence is a mistake!

The red coins on the ground seemed to be mocked silently, but Mo Wei laughed, and Jun Lang's face was vaguely evil.

The uncle cared about him. The uncle gave him money. The uncle didn't drive him out and let him live. It doesn't matter, my uncle is just too angry now, and he will forgive him in the future. All blame the woman. As long as the woman apologizes to the uncle and punishes the woman, the uncle will forgive him.

...

The protagonist's performance is in line with the plot, but the system always feels that the protagonist is a bit strange, as if thinking about something strange. Although it is true to say that, the protagonist has resentment against the torture that his father has imposed on him, but the system just feels that the protagonist thinks it is different from what he thinks.

Thinking about this problem, the system didn't speak all the way. Regardless of Mo Fan's performance or the data displayed by the protagonist, he told it plainly that the plot was on the right track.

In the plot, the protagonist encountered Mo Fan's drunken violence several times without losing his respect for his caregiver. It was learned that the two had no blood relationship and could not stop his love for his uncle. It wasn't until the protagonist liked the heroine that Mo Fan's work implicated the heroine, and the victimized heroine almost got into trouble. Then she received gratitude and decided to teach her "uncle".

...

He said he would raise an uncle in the future, and he couldn't break his word.

The next day, Mo Wei, who had recovered her spirit, organized the house and went to school to report, but the whole person took a gloomy gloom, which was a little darker than the former deserted.

The injury on Mo Wei's face was obvious. In the office, the teacher asked why he was absent from school for so many days. Mo Wei only shook his head, but did not speak. When asked if something happened at home, the other side looked at him with a pair of deep eyes. The teacher didn't ask anything, and let Mo Wei go back to the classroom.

The money Mo Fan left for Mo Wei Mo Wei collected neatly and collected it. He didn't want to lose something with his uncle's breath, he wanted to keep it for himself.

Without that money, Mo Wei was penniless, dropped out of school, and started looking for some work he could do. Driven out by the owner of a restaurant again, Mo Weimu faced, expressionlessly ready to find the next one.

"Well, child, wait, are you Mo Wei's child?"

An old voice called Mo Wei's name from behind, Mo Wei stopped.

"Child, are you looking for temporary workers?"

The grandmother saw Mo Wei being kicked out, thinking that although Mo Wei did not often appear, she was indeed a good boy at school, so she hurried forward and called each other.

The grandmother lived next to Mo Fan's house. The old man slept lightly. As soon as the voice next door appeared, the old man woke up. Seeing that the owner had never returned since the next day, and the child in the house had not appeared, the old man was a little worried.

When people get old, their hearts are easy to soften. When they saw Mo Wei outside this time, they seemed to be looking for work, and offered to let the other party go to their son's shop to help.

Although the old man was confused, he didn't ask any questions. Seeing that Mo Fan hadn't returned home for so many days, Mo Fan had a bad reputation outside, and there were all sorts of "blunder" and "disaster-proof" mess, and Mo Wei came out looking for a job as a junior high school student. I thought of that.

Someone introduced himself to work, and Mo Wei's face was not so cold, and she followed the old man.

It seems that except for Mo Fan, who needs to work to support herself after school, Mo Wei's life has once again returned to a waveless state.

Mo Wei, who got his first salary, only left some money to eat, and put it all into the stock market.

Mo Wei is very smart, and it's not just about learning. After discovering that he was short of money, Mo Wei studied some ways to make money and set his sights on the stock market.

He was a minor, and the old man didn't know anything about these finances and information. Mo Wei lied and lied to the old man's ID card to open an account.

An adult's ID is required to open an account, but a bank card is not required. By binding the newly-registered bank card to his account, Mo Wei began his journey of making money.

Mo Wei's work at the meal was very complicated. He cooked dishes and washed dishes. Wherever there was a shortage of people, he went to help.

The old man ’s small restaurant is not short of people, and Mo Fan is only 13 years old, and he is a complete child laborer. They just let him do some non-tiring work. The salary is not high, and Mo Wei doesn't mind at all. At this age, some legal conscious people dare not use him.

Strictly speaking, the old man's son was not an employment relationship to him. Mo Wei was more like a sojourner and helped jokingly in the restaurant.

Mo Wei thanked the old man for his help. He didn't like being indifferent. Even though he didn't have anything worthy of the other person, he already had an idea in his heart.

In the stock market, he has not invested much, but with amazing digital sensitivity and talent, he has now gained several times. It is also because of the lack of funds that so far the predators of the stock market have not found an emerging force in the financial circle. In the future, they will usher in a huge storm in the stock market.

It seems that it only takes a few months to go from the school's school male to the lonely and gloomy teenager. In addition to studying and working, Mo Wei directly ignored the details. Apart from basic cleaning, he hasn't bought new clothes and cut his hair for a long time. Even if he has profound features, he is gradually under the thick bangs that can cover half of his face.

The male **** becomes silk.

The girls in the class unknowingly noticed that the male **** they liked was gone, and replaced by a rough boy who looked a little bit rough.

At first, there are girls who remember Mo Wei's original appearance, and time is always the most killing memory. Soon, the image of Mo Wei in their brains was replaced by a gloomy figure.

The location of the hotel is located in another town on the outskirts of the city, some distance from the residential area. Mo Wei was so brave that he rode his bike back every day. At first, the old people would worry, and often advised Mo Wei to come back with his son. But the old man ’s son often lives directly in the store when he is busy, and he does n’t go home very often. Obviously, he will not make a big change for Mo Wei. Mo Wei repeatedly refused because of the need to ride his bike home. The more times, the elderly will no longer mention it.

This night, Mo Wei went home on a bicycle like every night before. However, something is different today. Passing through an alley, Mo Wei heard the murmuring sound of fists and meat, as if someone was fighting. Mo Wei's look remained unchanged, but when he heard a familiar voice passing by the alley, Mo Wei's face changed. He immediately stepped on the brakes and stopped the bicycle abruptly.

It's my uncle's voice ...