In the afternoon of the second day of junior high school, Mo Shaoqing and Mo Shaohong went to a furniture store to buy furniture together.
Due to the decoration of Mo's private kitchen before, Mo Shaoqing knew a lot of furniture stores, and the two big men had nothing to do with them, and they were particularly picky. Anyway, they were not short of money, and they settled for furniture that fit the decoration style.
The next step is a series of moving matters, which are handed over to the moving company anyway, and the family only needs to pack some clothes and daily necessities.
As night fell, the Mo family was also discussing the new house.
Father Mo put down the book in his hand and asked Mother Mo: "You said we're moving to a new house, do you want to have a housewarming banquet?"
"Of course we have to do it, just in our own restaurant, save trouble, and invite old neighbors and old friends to have fun."
While talking, Mother Mo seemed to have remembered something, and took out a velvet box from the safe under the dressing table.
"What are you doing with this all of a sudden?" Father Mo panicked, got up from the bed, and locked the door.
Mo's mother was a little worried, "Isn't it about the old neighbors? I just thought that a thief came into Lao Li's house a while ago. This thief is also shrewd, and he was able to steal a necklace that his wife married for more than 30 years. The necklace is so tightly placed. It was also stolen, and I always feel worried in my heart. Thinking about it, our community is full of fish and dragons, there are everyone, and the security is not good."
"Yes." Father Mo sighed, "You mean?"
"Isn't this Shaoqing buying a new house for Shaohong? The security of the community is one of the best in our area, and the residents are all rich people..." After finishing speaking, Mo's mother opened the velvet box, "I think, Put this thing in Shaohong's place, I also have a bottom line in my heart."
"That's right, it's my wife who has the foresight!" Father Mo praised.
It was rare for Mo's mother not to agree happily, but said with emotion: "It's been twenty years since then, how can the time go so fast? In a blink of an eye, our Shaoqing is going to have a family..."
Mo's father "tsk tsk" twice, "Who said it wasn't?"
The two fell into deep thought.
"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door suddenly.
Mother Mo was startled, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the whole box fell to the ground.
"Oh, be careful, this thing is expensive, what if it breaks!" Father Mo hurriedly got out of bed to pick it up.
He ordered: "Go and open the door!"
Mother Mo put on her slippers, walked to the door and opened it, only to find that the person outside was Mo Shaoqing.
Mo Shaoqing just went to the kitchen to cut some fruit and wanted to send it to his parents. He knocked on the door a few times but there was no response, so he raised his voice and asked curiously, "What are you doing? I knocked on the door and you didn't respond. "
Mo's mother just recalled the past, and suddenly saw Mo Shaoqing at the door, feeling a little flustered, "It's so late, you still haven't slept?"
Mo Shaoqing saw that her mother's face was not quite right, and felt very strange, "Oh, I just went to the kitchen to get some supper, and saw that the lights in your room were still on, so I brought you some fruit."
Mother Mo took the fruit, looked at the young man in front of her, and couldn't help nagging for a while: "Thank you, it's getting late, it's rare for you to come back, go to bed early, don't stay up late!"
"I see Mom, you and Dad go to bed early too, good night!"
"Good night!"
Mo's mother closed the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and explained to Mo's father: "It's Shaoqing, this child, he still doesn't sleep at such a late hour!"
She put the fruit on the cabinet, but found her husband groping on the floor: "What are you doing?"
Mo's father moved his head from under the bed, "Oops, the box fell out just now, and the things rolled away..."
"What?" Mo's mother was surprised, she didn't care about the fruit, she quickly turned on the headlights, squatted down and groped around the bed with Mo's father.
It's a pity that the two searched for it for a long time, but they couldn't find it.
The last two had no choice but to give up.
"I'll come and look for it tomorrow morning when it's a little brighter."
"That's the only way to go." Father Mo searched for a while, but his waist was a little too much, so he could only go back to bed to rest at this time.
After a good night's sleep last night, Mo Shaoqing woke up early in the morning, and woke up early in the morning.
When passing by his parents' room, he found Mo's mother lying on the floor, looking for something under the bed.
"Mom, what are you looking for?"
Mother Mo was startled, she quickly got up from the floor, patted her chest, "Stinky boy, there is no sound when walking, I was startled by you."
Mo Shaoqing stuck out his tongue, "Hee hee, do you want me to help you?"
"No, no, go back to your company!" After finishing speaking, Mo's mother started to chase people away.
Mo Shaoqing was "swept out" in this way.
He went to the company, only to find that the company that was sparsely populated yesterday had already started working for most of the employees today.
Yesterday was just a small meeting held by Mo Shaoqing and Ruisha, but today it was indeed a meeting with all the staff.
Although he could see the demeanor of Mr. Ling's speech, Mo Shaoqing still felt extremely bored and could only interact with fans on Weibo.
Mon_Shaoqing: Boring meeting! /Funny Face/[Picture][Picture]
As soon as the Weibo was posted, it was retweeted over a hundred times and liked over a thousand times. At this moment, Mo Shaoqing felt a little bit like an artist, which seemed a bit too much!
He opened the comment, but found that the style of painting had changed a bit.
Floor 1: Finally got the sofa!
Floor 2: Shaoqing, Happy New Year!
3rd Floor: My Qing is still as beautiful as a flower, hahaha!
... ... ...
Floor 50: Am I the only one who noticed that handsome guy speaking? So handsome!
Floor 51: Upstairs, you are not alone!
Floor 52: Tsk tsk, new artist in the company, doesn't look like it
Floor 53: It's a pity that it's a bit muddled, but there's no doubt he's handsome! ! !
Floor 54: Aiqing, please give me a high-resolution photo!
Floor 55: Aiqing, please give me a high-resolution photo!
Floor 56: Aiqing, please give me a high-resolution photo!
... ... ...
Mo Shaoqing glanced angrily, and the man who was still talking, secretly rolled his eyes while he was not paying attention, hum, messing with flowers! ! !
Ling Senhao: "..." My fault
After the big meeting, Ruisa called several assistants and other staff, held a small meeting, and gave Mo Shaoqing the latest schedule.
Mo Shaoqing looked at the 24/7 itinerary in surprise, "Is this true? 24/7? My itinerary is all in accordance with the form? Is there no room for accommodation?" Then he wants to spend time with An Si. How about a two-person world
"To be precise, it is not!"
"That's good." Mo Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief just now, and raised it again the next moment.
Risa smiled and said, "Your itinerary can only be changed, not cancelled!"
"ah?!"
"Do you know how many artists hope that they will not be idle?" Risa hated iron and steel.
Mo Shaoqing really put all his work focus on acting career before, but now he wants to develop Mo's private kitchen, so he feels that some unnecessary work is dispensable!
"I want to go to these international film festivals too?"
Reisa: "What do you think? You just made your debut last year, and you don't have any works. I don't want you to rub the red carpet traffic, so as not to be sprayed by the domestic media. This year is not enough, and all holidays have to be used. .”
"The first is the endorsement. I already said it yesterday. Next, I will help you pay attention to other good endorsements and good works. After these are formalized, I will apply to the company to help you open a personal studio. Then you will be your own boss from now on!"
"Secondly, your birthday is coming soon. At that time, the company will help you hold a small fan meeting... There are also award ceremonies for some TV dramas. By the way, you didn't attend this year's annual meeting..." Speaking of the latter, Reza meant A long sentence came.
Mo Shaoqing coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed, he thought Risa should have known that during the New Year's Eve, he was "fooling around" with An Si!
In the end, Reisa concluded: "You have to participate in all of these... Shaoqing, remember, you are now a real person in the entertainment industry, not just for fun, you know?"
"Yes, madamrui," Mo Shaoqing imitated the salute on TV.
Risa was so amused, "Okay, let's act quickly, and start shooting the second phase of "Survival on a Deserted Island" immediately, gogogo!"
"Come on, come on, come on!" The staff said in unison.
Seeing so many people serving him, Mo Shaoqing ignited a raging fighting spirit in his heart.
After the meeting was over, Mo Shaoqing was ready to go home and pack up his things. Hey, one annual leave, just a few days, it seems that this is the tragedy of being an artist! Family reunion only takes a few days!
What made Mo Shaoqing even more depressed was that he called a few times when he got home, but found that no one responded at all.
When they were in the parents' room, Mo Shaoqing found that the door was not closed tightly.
He gently pushed open the door, hey - Mom is really not in the room.
When he was about to leave, he thought of the scene of his mother looking for things today, and took back the hand that was about to close the door.
Mo Shaoqing came to the bedside and began to search bit by bit. He thought, as long as it wasn't a needle, he should be able to find it!
But after wandering around for a long time, I didn't find anything. Could it be that Mom has already found it
Just when Mo Shaoqing decided to leave, he suddenly felt pain in the soles of his feet, "Hiss—what?"
He jumped away from the spot reflexively, and found a shiny thing on the leg post of the dressing table.
Mo Shaoqing stepped forward to pick it up, but found it was a sapphire ring.
The body of the ring is surrounded by a vintage rattan, inlaid with a drop-shaped blue color, surrounded by a circle of fine and small diamonds, shining brightly in the sun.
Seeing such a big sapphire ring, Mo Shaoqing's first reaction was that it must be fake.
Although he doesn't know jewelry, but such a beautiful color and large sapphire must be worth a lot. Although their family is relatively rich, it is still impossible to afford such a gemstone ring.
If this ring was real, their family would have made a fortune long ago!
Mo Shaoqing thought of his mother's abnormality today, and guessed: "Could it be that this is a token of love that my father gave to my mother, but it was accidentally lost by my mother?"
Mo Shaoqing rubbed the ring carefully, and found that there was a small English letter "Y" on the inner circle of the ring.
But my mother's name is Wei Xia Rong? No "Y" in the name