In the evening, the little guy got his wish and ate roasted sweet potatoes.
Thanks to the little guy, Mo Jingchun and Feiyan had delicious sweet potato noodles in the evening.
"Uh-huh~ Boss, I'd like to apply to continue eating sweet potato shredded noodles tomorrow morning. This is too delicious."
Hawkeye's words made Candy's eyes light up.
If it’s still sweet potato shredded noodles tomorrow morning, then it doesn’t seem impossible to get up earlier in the morning.
The worst thing... The worst thing is that after eating, I can go back upstairs to sleep.
As a foodie, how could I miss out on delicious food just because I was sleeping?
Mo Jingchun finished the noodle soup in the bowl and rolled his eyes at the eagle eye.
"Guo'er is still young and doesn't know what will happen if you eat too many sweet potatoes, and you guys don't know either?"
"It's okay to eat this once in a while, but it won't taste good if you eat too much."
"If you ask me, I still want rice to be the master."
It’s the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there’s only one day left before New Year’s Eve.
On this day, Mo Jingchun and Guo'er didn't go anywhere.
However, the Eagle Eyes were very active and started shoveling the snow as soon as they got up in the morning, clearing out the snow-covered asphalt road.
The snow in the yard was also pushed together, as high as half a person.
It's just that the heavy snow has no intention of stopping.
An hour later, there was another layer of snow on the ground.
Feiyan and the others, who had nothing to do, happily cleared the snow.
In the yard, a snowman as tall as one person was piled up.
Candy, who walked out wearing a down jacket and hat, rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Oh my god! What a big snowman.
"Guoer, come and brush your teeth and wash your face."
"Oh~ Come on~"
In fact, the candy at this time was rejected in my heart.
Candy just thinks that his eyes have been wiped clean just now.
With such heavy snow, I can’t go out today anyway.
Next to the fire barrel, Baozi lay motionless on the ground, so happy.
"Oops! Why did I meet a bad teammate again? I'm so angry."
"Hu~hu~hu~"
Candy exhaled angrily, blowing the bangs on her forehead.
Mo Jingchun just looked at it and said nothing.
During this time, everyone, whether working or students, is on vacation.
The chances of encountering teammates who are pitted will naturally increase.
Especially some elementary school students who are particularly deceitful and like to make people angry.
An hour later, Candy's teeth started to itch.
"Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮, no more fun."
"Broken game, not fun at all."
Looking at the angry little guy, Mo Jingchun smiled and joked:
"Then brother, please uninstall it from your phone."
"Well~ let's forget it then."
"Actually, it's quite fun to play it occasionally."
In the afternoon, Mo Jingchun, like Guo'er, fell asleep by the fire barrel.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the house.
This was followed by several consecutive "dong-dong-dong" sounds.
It was the sound of someone stamping in the hallway.
Apparently, someone had come and was stamping in the corridor, kicking the snow off their shoes.
Hearing the sound, Feiyan stood up and walked out.
After a while, Mo Changyou walked in holding an umbrella.
"Uncle, come and warm yourself by the fire."
"No, let me ask you, will you celebrate the New Year this year together or separately?"
Before, Mo Changyou didn't have to make this trip. The three families would have celebrated the New Year together.
But this year the situation was different. Mo Jingchun brought back seven bodyguards.
Just the bodyguards can fill a table.
In this case, we need to ask Xiaochun what he means so that we can make arrangements.
Mo Jingchun scratched his head and said, "I won't join in the fun this year, otherwise I won't be able to sit at the table."
"I will spend the New Year with them this year."
Mo Changyou nodded and said, "That's okay."
"I'll go back first."
Mo Jingchun got up and escorted the uncle to the courtyard.
"Uncle, it's snowy and the road is slippery, so be careful."
"rest assured."
After seeing off the uncle, Mo Jingchun returned to sit down by the fire barrel and said to everyone with a smile: "Come on, come on, the Chinese New Year is tomorrow. You can tell me what dishes you want to eat."
"As long as you have the materials, I can satisfy you."
As soon as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, Candy was the first to raise his hand.
"Brother, Guo'er wants to eat river shrimp."
"That's right."
"Boss, I want to eat braised pork."
"good!"
………
On New Year's Eve, after calling home, Feiyan and others stood in the kitchen to help Mo Jingchun.
Only Candy sat happily in the living room and watched cartoons.
Probably God also thinks today is a good day.
It was still snowing heavily yesterday, but when I woke up this morning, it had stopped.
Judging from the thickness of the snow, it should have stopped last night.
"Feiyan, pass the piece of meat to me."
"Okay~"
Although the seven Feiyans were his employees, Mo Jingchun did not treat them as outsiders.
For the New Year's Eve dinner, Mo Jingchun cooked six pots in total, all filled with meat.
"You can light the firecrackers and get ready to eat."
Chirp~bang~
Chirp~bang~
"Come, come, let's have a drink together. I wish everyone good health and all the best in the new year."
"cheers!"
Candy stood on the chair, stretched out her hand, and wanted to drink milk too.
A New Year's Eve dinner lasted from around 5pm to nearly 8pm, almost two hours.
Although Mo Jingchun kept urging them to drink, Hawkeye and the others were still very restrained and did not drink much.
I drank a lot of Feizhai Happy Water.
While watching the Spring Festival Gala, Mo Jingchun picked up his phone and checked the messages.
Not surprisingly, many software are red 99
Even text messages on mobile phones are no exception.
Every time like this, Mo Jingchun felt quite troubled.
Unfortunately, most of the information here requires a reply.
Otherwise, it will appear very rude and give people the feeling of looking down on others.
Mo Jingchun hoped that there would be group messages in this, so he wouldn't have to reply to such messages.
Unfortunately, God failed, and no one sent him a message at all.
Mo Jingchun let out a light sigh when he saw the WeChat message from Xia Xiaomin.
"Huh?"
Xia Xiaomin first sent her blessings, and the subsequent messages, without exception, were all cell phone screenshots.
"Big brother and big sisters, happy New Year. In the new year, I wish you all the best."
Mo Jingchun looked at all the screenshots and saw blessings from the children in the mountains.
The only phone number left was Xia Xiaomin's backup mobile phone number.
The children's blessings were naturally sent to Xia Xiaomin.
Looking at these childish blessings, Mo Jingchun felt warm in his heart.
If nothing else, at least the mobile phones I bought are worth giving to my children.
The New Year's bell was about to ring, and Mo Jingchun patted Guo'er, who was already asleep.
"Guo'er, Guo'er, get ready to set off the fireworks."
"Want to get up?"
Candy sat up in a daze, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Brother, what did you say?"
"It's dawn."
