Volume 1: Lan City Storms 011 Mo Zihan's Diary

  Looking at the well-dressed man in front of her and the woman with an air of nobility, Mo Zihuan's mouth curled up into a faint smile.

  It seems that this is her third uncle Mo Junyi. As for the woman, she was his wife Shen Tongyun.

  Mo Junyi is a socialite, who started mingling in society from an early age and currently has some reputation in Shili Gate. It's said that he even has some connections with the mayor. In a small city like Lancheng, where everyone knows each other, being able to associate with the mayor means you're already considered a big shot by the common people.

  As for money, Mo Junyi didn't have a lot of it, but he had face and could get things done for people. In today's society, having face is worth more than anything else.

  Mo family's four brothers, the eldest Mo Junqiang made some small money from computer business and it is said that he also didn't owe much to Mo Junyi. The second brother Mo Junhua is a state-owned enterprise employee, earning a dead salary, but his life is quite secure. The fourth brother Mo Junbao can be said to be a useless person, so the third brother Mo Junyi can be said to be the most important one in the Mo family.

  "Zi Han, that's a great move! Who did you learn it from?" Mo Junyi finally spoke up. His voice was low and soothing, with a smile that made one feel like they were basking in the warmth of spring, and he had a bit of an older brotherly demeanor to him.

  Mo Junbao seemed to have some reservations about Mo Junyi, and he didn't speak as loudly as he usually did. At this moment, he actually said in a low voice, "Third Brother, come on in and take a seat?"

  Mo Junyi looked at Mo Zihan with a measuring gaze, seeing that she didn't respond, he chuckled and walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

  Mo Mengyao was leaning on her mother, her long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a fitting dress, exuding the aura of youth all over her body. Her smile was full of pride and arrogance. She winked at Mo Zihan, as if saying, "See, I told you my dad would come today."

  The woman with an air of nobility glanced at Mo Zihan sideways and stepped inside.

  Mo Junbao and Wang Fengying didn't have time to be surprised at their daughter's skills just now, because a distinguished guest had arrived at home.

  Mo Junbao carefully followed behind Mo Junyi, while Wang Fengying pulled Mo Zihan and whispered, "Be polite to your third aunt, pour her a cup of water later, understand?"

  Mo Zihan looked at her mother with a puzzled expression, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes. Since the host was her third uncle, why did her mother seem to be afraid of her third aunt?

  "Go." Wang Fengying pushed Mo Zihan. As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled Mo Zihan back and asked with a suspicious face, "What are you doing this afternoon?"

  "I'm going to school."

  "What? Who told you to go to school! You child, why don't you listen! Didn't I promise you that we would go to school tomorrow?" Wang Fengying muttered to herself as she pulled Mo Zihuan into the courtyard.

  Mo Zihan naturally didn't go to pour water for Shen Tongyun because Mo Junbao had already poured water for several people.

  The Mo family had no place to sit, so in the summer they would set up a table in the courtyard to eat, and in the winter they would set up a small room with a table and chairs to have a meal. Now that Mo Junyi and his wife had arrived, they could only enter Mo Junbao's house.

  Mo Junbao brought out the two stools that had been thrown on the balcony for years, and after wiping them with a rag for half a day, he finally placed them beside the bed for Mo Junyi and his wife. Mo Mengyao could only sit on the bed with a disgusted face, and her buttocks just lightly touched the edge, without even sitting firmly.

  Mo Zihan stood at the door, watching her father Mo Junbao busy back and forth, serving tea and handing over water.

  Finally, Mo Junyi waved his hand and said, "Junbao, don't bother. We're just here to see Zihan today. I heard this kid has amnesia?"

  Mo Junbao heard this and smiled awkwardly, "Isn't that so? It's also a lot of trouble for you to come all the way here!"

  Mo Junyi said, "Boss said it was you who beat him up?" After that, he raised his eyes and looked at Mo Zihan. The boss in his mouth was naturally Mo Jia's big brother Mo Junqiang.

  Mo Junbao rubbed his hands together, because the room was not very big and he had nowhere to sit. Mo Mengyao sat on the bed, so naturally he couldn't follow her to sit down, so he could only stand aside. "Hey! The old man didn't understand what happened, but said that my family's Zi Han stole money? I'm so angry... Hehe, I'm so angry!"

  Shen Tongyun, who was sitting in a chair beside them, gave Mo Zihuan a glance and frowned, saying, "The child is still young, you're being too heavy-handed!"

  "Sister-in-law is right, sister-in-law is right!" Mo Junbao nodded and bowed, seemingly afraid of Mo Junyi and his wife. This made Mo Zihan feel somewhat puzzled.

  Mo Junyi put down his teacup and looked at Mo Zihan, "Zihan, how's your body?"

  Mo Zihan nodded, "Much better."

  Mo Junyi smiled and asked, "You haven't answered my previous question yet. Who did you learn that move from?"

  "What?" Mo Zi's eyes were dim and uncertain as she asked.

  Mo Muyao also sized up Mo Zihan, although she was sitting in the back seat and didn't see very clearly, but she saw Mo Zihan knock that man to the ground. She was very curious in her heart.

  "Haha! You little girl, aren't you telling Uncle San the truth?" Mo Junyi's face sank slightly, his eyes fixed tightly on Mo Zihan.

  Mo Junbao also raised his eyes and asked, "What's going on, Zi Han? What happened to you just now?" He hadn't forgotten how Mo Zihan had stood up at the critical moment and cleanly took down a few thugs.

  Mo Zihan still looked bewildered, "It's just that I learned a few moves in school physical education class and used them in a hurry just now."

  Mo Junyi's face sank as he looked her up and down, but Mo Zihuan still had a bewildered expression.

  Mo Junyi's experiences were not limited to what outsiders saw. The moment Mo Zihan made his move, it really shocked him! Those neat and efficient moves made him almost think that the person in front of him was one of the bodyguards from Zhongnanhai who stood beside Mayor Bai!

  If it were ordinary people, even if they were his fellow Taoist brothers, no matter how good they were at fighting, it wouldn't be the same.

  After a while, Mo Zihan still looked dazed, and Mo Junyi couldn't help but laugh at himself. Didn't he understand the child of Lao Si's family? Maybe it was really a crisis that brought out his incredible potential. Weren't they just talking about it on TV two days ago, saying that human potential is endless in times of crisis?

  "This time I came over mainly to see Zihuan, and also the Mid-Autumn Festival is in two days. I booked a private room at Weidu Hotel, and we can all go together to have dinner then." Mo Junyi said as he stood up, "Junbao, come with me to carry some things, I didn't bring them down earlier when I came down in a hurry, they're still on the car."

  Mo Jun's eyes lit up with a smile on his face, "Alright! The day after tomorrow, got it! Ah, you said you'd come and you're already here, what did you bring?" He followed closely behind him without stopping.

  Mo Mengyao and Shen Tongyun also stood up and walked out, the former constantly sizing up Mo Zihan, until just before leaving, she whispered in her ear, "You really unintentionally brought down that person?"

  Mo Zihan glanced at her, Mo Mengyao burst out laughing, "Also, how can you suddenly become a martial arts master?" After speaking, she slanted Mo Zihan a glance and followed her mother out the door to get in the car.

  Mo Junyi brought two buckets of bean oil and also casually tossed Mo Junbao a pretty good cigarette, probably all gifts from others that he was passing on to Mo Junbao.

  Mo Junbao was overjoyed and happily took the things back to his house, sending Mo Junyi out the door.

  As Mo Junyi's car drove away, Mo Zihan slowly revealed a cold smile. Just now, when Mo Junbao was beaten to that miserable state, Mo Junyi's car had stopped in the alley and refused to show up until she fought off those people, then Mo Junyi drove over.

  Pulling up the corners of his lips, Mo Zihan walked into the yard and was immediately grabbed by Mo Junbao's shoulder. "Zihan, come here, don't go in yet, Dad has something to ask you."

  Mo Junbao struck a fatherly pose, standing there with a straight face, and Mo Zihan could only raise an eyebrow and turn around.

  "What's wrong with you just now? Your old man's eyes aren't blind yet!" Mo Junbao rubbed his swollen chin, eyeing Mo Zihan suspiciously.

  "What else can be done? Shouldn't you be saved, old man?" Mo Zihan replied in a hoarse voice, "As your father, if you continue to be so unreasonable, as your daughter, I won't just stand by and watch you get beaten to death."

  Having said that, she turned around and went in.

  Suddenly, Mo Junbao's angry roar sounded behind him, "You bastard! You said your dad is not in tune! You're against me now!"

  "Junbao! What's wrong with you? Put it down! Put it down!"

  "Don't stop me! This kid is now being beaten black and blue! She's been turned against!"

  "The kid did nothing wrong! What he said was also right, what's wrong with you as a father?"

  Listening to the noise behind her, Mo Zihan frowned slightly and flung her hand into the house, closing the door tightly.

  Today is the second day she returned home from the hospital, and she still hasn't found a sense of belonging. She didn't want to stay at home today, so she went to school, roughly for this reason.

  A father who is neither fish nor fowl, has no quality, and can't even talk about a little reason. And a poor mother who only knows how to pay for this family.

  Thinking so, Mo Zihan stood up and tidied up her small closet. The closet was a simple one made of plastic fabric, inside which were messy piles of the family's bedding, old clothes and so on.

  There is only a small desk in the room, attached to the balcony, and a small bed, that's all.

  After tidying up her closet, Mo Zihan went to rummage through her desk again, searching for everything related to herself. Including her homework notebook, her textbooks, and her diary.

  Wait, diary?

  Mo Zihan took out the book that had just been pulled out of the drawer and thrown aside, carefully placing it in front of her eyes and opening it.

  September 1st of xxxx year, the weather was fine.

  "Today's sky is very blue, with white clouds floating across the blue sky like fine silk. School has finally started, which means my junior high life is about to begin, but it seems that my classmates don't particularly like me. Teacher Chen asked me to answer a question, I knew how to respond, but I stuttered, and when facing Teacher Chen, I always dare not lift my head."

  "My cousin scolded me for being stupid today. Am I really stupid? Heaven knows that I study every night until 12 o'clock..."

  "Two of my elder male cousins were in third grade at No. 3 Middle School; neither of them liked me because I was small and timid..."

  "Today was our mid-term exam, Li Liang swapped our test papers, next time I'll definitely write my name first..."

  "The mid-term exam results are out, I didn't pass because this is Liang's test paper. He took my test paper and scored 75 points. My mom is very angry and scolds me for not working hard..."

  "Why are they all bullying me? Is it just because I'm timid? Today, Zhang Fen borrowed another dollar from me, but she already owes me ten dollars. Should I ask her to pay me back or not? Forget it..."

  Mo Zihan flipped through page after page, her heart growing more and more sorrowful. She had almost gone through the entire growth process of this girl, from junior high school to now.

  It turned out that she was neither clumsy nor lazy, but every time there was an exam, her classmates would force her to swap papers.

  Actually she wasn't completely clueless and didn't know nothing, she just kept telling herself, forget it, forget it...

  When she turned to the last page, Mo Ziheng's heart burst with sourness.

  "Today Mo Duan came to find me to go out, they finally agreed to take me together, I want to bring the one hundred yuan I saved to treat them for lunch! My dear diary, that's all for today, bye..."

  This farewell is eternal.