Mo Chenglin smiled miserably, caressed Mo Yunxiao's temples with his hand, and said: "The love for licking a baby is just the way of heaven. You must remember what I said. When he comes out of prison, he should treat your two younger brothers and sisters well."

The two aunts must not abandon or neglect them because of their previous differences!"

"Daddy!" Mo Yunxiao grasped his broken clothes tightly with both hands, and her nails almost dug into his flesh. There were tears on Mo Yunxiao's face, and she forgot when she shed the tears.

Mo Chenglint held her arm tightly and said with all his last strength: "He Lu, you have to remember! After you go out, we have to put up the signboard of our Minglou again. And, and more! We need to ask for it.

You should also secretly investigate the person who makes our tea and medicine prescriptions. Don’t let me be under the influence of Jiuquan and not know who my enemy is! He Lu! Do you remember what I said?"

"Yes, my daughter has remembered." Mo Yunxiao nodded heavily. Her psychological defenses had completely collapsed, and tears surged out like a flood that broke a dam, making her voice choked up.

Mo Chenglin struggled to sit up slightly, still holding Mo Yunxiao's arm with both hands. His eyes were wide open, but the look in his pupils was gone. "He Lu! He Lu!" he shouted, his voice getting louder. Mo Chenglin

Yun Xiao became increasingly sad and helpless. She hurriedly replied: "Dad! I'm here!"

"Ho Lu! Ho Lu!" Mo Chenglin was still shouting, staring blankly into the air. His voice became louder, and the two pairs of mother and daughter also noticed something strange and gathered around him.

"Dalang, what are you..." Zhang Yun'er was shocked and even more panicked. "Dad! What's wrong with you?" Yunxi and Yunxiang also came around to ask.

Mo Yunxiao hugged her father in her arms and said loudly: "I'm here! I'm here..."

"Have you remembered everything I told you?" Mo Chenglin's voice was hoarse and almost unrecognizable.

Mo Yunxiao nodded while crying and said: "I remember, I remember."

"I'm really wronging you to...let you do these things." He said.

"No, the daughter should do it." Mo Yunxiao answered.

This time, Mo Chenglin didn't respond to her. She felt that the hand holding Mo Chenglin suddenly sank, and then she gently put down her father in her arms. She saw his mouth slightly open, his eyes wide open, and his hands stretched out.

He looked up into the air, not knowing what he wanted to grab.

He is already dead.
Chapter completed!