"Look at Xiaobao's eyes." He looked through with lust.
"This is not something you can feed a baby. It won't be around this time next year."
If it hadn't been hot, Mo Jingchun would have been able to finish the roasted sweet potato, which was not too big, in two or three bites in front of the little guy.
"Xiaochun, are you dating your girlfriend at school? Are you still dating your high school girlfriend?"
"Cough cough cough~"
Mo Jingchun almost choked on the sweet potatoes. Why did people always say that he had a crush in high school? Why didn't he know?
where is it? At any rate, let me, the client, see if she is pretty.
"No, it's not that easy to find." Not to be outdone, Mo Jingchun casually asked Aunt Wang, "Where's Brother Fei? Brother Fei is planning to bring his wife back for the New Year this year."
As soon as Mo Jingchun said this, everyone laughed, but Cousin Wang's face didn't look good. But in the dim light, Mo Jingchun didn't see it either.
A few days later, Mo Jingchun found out that Fei Ge had a girlfriend this year and was planning to bring her back for the New Year. However, the girl ran away without saying a word, wasting a lot of money.
"Eh? Old man Liu from the village left last night. Did you hear that? Why don't we go together to give him a gift tomorrow?"
Mo Jingchun learned his lesson and it was better to be a listener. If he said the wrong thing, it would be a big problem.
"How can I not hear about it? It has been spread a long time ago. Every year, people burn charcoal at home to keep warm and fall asleep and forget to open the windows for ventilation. They are poisoned and die. But every year, there are people who don't have a long memory."
"Everyone said that Old Man Liu left last night. I can't tell you what day it was. They said that when Old Man Liu was found, his body was already stiff. There were more than ten strong men who almost couldn't let go. Old man Liu enters the library."
"No, after receiving the news, Lao Liutou's family rushed home from other places overnight. It is said that Lao Liutou's son rushed back in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to change out of his cement clothes."
Mo Jingchun knew this person, Lao Liutou, as the adults called him, but he wasn't very familiar with him. In his memory, he had never spoken to him.
At this moment, Mo Jingchun's uncle Mo Changyou spoke.
"Xiaochun, you come with me to Old Liu Tou's house tomorrow to give a gift. When your father and mother left, they both came to his house. You go back and check the ledger."
Mo Changyou looked at the little one in Xiaochun's arms and told Xiaochun: "Let Mr. Lifang pay the gift tomorrow. I will hold your sister for you while you go to the main room and kowtow."
"Candy is too young to see the big red coffin."
(In rural areas, it is still preserved that when an old person dies, it is for the younger generation. Kowtow is a kind of etiquette and a kind of respect for the deceased. In return, the relatives of the deceased will also kneel down to accompany them.)
"Okay." Mo Jingchun nodded in understanding.
"Not to mention Old Man Liu, have you noticed that during this time period and the first ten days of the first lunar month, people die almost every year? It's really weird."
Mo Jingchun couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard Aunt Wang raising the topic again.
Isn’t it normal for old people to die easily in winter?
The resistance of the elderly is already weak, let alone in winter. Moreover, the bones of the elderly are relatively brittle. Many elderly people may not be able to survive in a month or two after a fall. This is also the reason.
Mo Jingchun allowed everyone to let their imaginations run wild without any intention of explaining aloud.
Under the warm fire, Guangdong lay in Mo Jingchun's arms and fell asleep without realizing it. He frowned occasionally, not to mention how cute he was.
After the little guy fell asleep, Mo Jingchun wrapped the little guy in his down jacket and said to the big guy: "Uncle, Candy is asleep, I'm going back first."
"Go back, don't let Xiaobao get cold on the way."
"okay."
Walking on the dark road, the water in the river rushed loudly, and Mo Jingchun looked back from time to time.
Although Mo Jingchun believes in science, every time he hears that someone has died nearby, he always feels like someone is following him when walking at night.
The heartbeat was getting closer and closer, and Mo Jingchun couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Only the door at home could give Mo Jingchun a sense of security.
After the air conditioner was turned on, Mo Jingchun took off the little guy's coat and carefully put it into bed.
After the little guy made all arrangements, Mo Jingchun opened his suitcase, took out his account book, and began to search for the name Liu Tao.
Just as the uncle said, when his father passed away and his mother passed away, Old Man Liu’s family came to give gifts, each time worth 200 yuan.
Mo Jingchun thought for a while, and it would definitely be enough to return 500 tomorrow. For the specific amount, he might as well ask the uncle. After all, Mo Jingchun really didn't understand the rules involved.
Suddenly, Mo Jingchun was stunned. Mo Jingchun discovered a breathtaking truth.
All the cash at home was deposited into bank cards before going to school. For the past six months, I have been paying with my mobile phone and have no cash in my hand.
How can I give a gift tomorrow if I don’t have cash? You can’t say to the cashier, “Uncle, can you scan the QR code on WeChat?”
It seems that we still need to find the uncle.
Mo Jingchun thought silently in his heart, if you have nothing to do, go to the uncle, if you have something to do, go to the uncle, anyway, just go to the uncle.
Mo Jingchun, who was not yet sleepy, soaked his feet in hot water, climbed into bed comfortably, put on headphones, and started watching short videos.
"Old fellows, the second batch of blind daters has gone home, and the village beauties from each village have almost returned. If you don't seize the time to visit us, are you going to be single?"
Originally, Mo Jingchun was about to turn to the next short video, but his hand touched the comment area.
Looking at the comments from netizens in the comment area, Mo Jingchun smiled.
Liangliang: [It’s so fast. The Chinese New Year is about to come in more than ten days. I would like to ask silently if everyone has money to celebrate the New Year? 】1.3w likes.
The netizen's reply to this comment was what made Mo Jingchun laugh out loud.
Very Diao: [How can you say such cold words with a body temperature of ##36.5? ? ? 】3.2w likes.
After laughing, Mo Jingchun hated the short video recommendation algorithm.
Whatever short videos you like, it will push similar videos endlessly, but those videos with tens of millions of likes can never be viewed.
What’s even more annoying is that no matter what content you search for, in the next few days, the short video platform will push the relevant videos you searched for on the channel.
In the morning, Mo Jingchun was woken up by the little guy. After the little guy woke up, he didn't care whether you were still awake or not, and kept saying "Ah~" "Ah~" "Ah~"
He didn't stop until Mo Jingchun was woken up.
Looking at the little guy with a bunch of stupid hair on his head after sleeping last night, Mo Jingchun pinched the little guy's cheeks.
"When I wake up, I know how to drink grandma, five times a day."
In the morning, she had to deliver gifts. After making milk for the little one, Mo Jingchun got dressed, got up, washed, and even washed her hair.
Half an hour later, Mo Jingchun fell into deep thought as he looked at Du Mao, who couldn't hold it down even after using various methods, and the little guy laughing heartlessly.
"Candy, it's not that my brother is incompetent, it's you who are stupid. My brother is really powerless."
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