New Year's Day.
Mo Yiyan, who is 1.88 meters tall, just curled up on a sofa for two people for the whole night. The heating in the apartment is not very good, and the temperature in the living room is obviously lower at night. Last night's Spring Festival Gala was being rebroadcasted on TV, and the sound of firecrackers was scattered outside the window.
The sleeping posture was not good, and my neck was a little stiff. When I sat up, I found that half of my body was numb. The blanket on his body slipped to the ground, Mo Yiyan was taken aback, picked it up, it still had his own body temperature on it, it must have been covered by Chen Jiao when he came out at night.
Thinking of this, there was a faint smile on Mo Yiyan's stern face, he moved his neck, his bones made a sound, and at the same time, the door of the bedroom creaked open.
Chen Jiu was still wearing yesterday's clothes, did not change into pajamas, and looked a little tired, it seemed that he did not rest well yesterday.
"Morning." Mo Yiyan spoke first, pointing to the bathroom, "Can I go in and tidy up?"
Chen Jiao hesitated, "Okay."
"Well, I'm not used to eating breakfast without brushing my teeth." Mo Yiyan said it very naturally, implying that he would have another breakfast here.
Chen Jiu had no choice but to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. There were still some dumplings made last night, and there were quite a few dishes, so he could simply heat them up.
While he was busy, looking at the flames on the gas hood, Chen Jiu suddenly felt... this new year seems not as sad as before.
Chen Jiu's parents passed away early, and he didn't have any relatives in S City, so every New Year's Eve here is very deserted, sitting alone in front of the TV watching the Spring Festival Gala, lying on the balcony watching the fireworks in the distance, and seriously Really wrap big dumplings, cook them and sleep with your head covered, and the new year will come, and so on.
Only this year, Mo Yiyan suddenly knocked on the door with a big bag, on New Year's Eve. Ever since he woke up in the hospital, Mo Yiyan's whole person had changed. The offensive he launched against Chen Jiao was really overwhelming, but the more this happened, the more panicked he became. Now even on New Year's Eve, I leave my family and come here, and I would rather sleep on the sofa than leave.
"The New Year is about reunion. Even if it's two people, making dumplings seriously, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and waiting for the New Year's bell is a rare happiness."
When someone as ruthless as Mo Yiyan uttered such words, Chen Jiao was shocked, their thoughts were so consistent.
The water in the pot boiled, Chen Jiao recovered from his thoughts and started to put the dumplings into the pot. Seeing the ingot-like dumplings tumbling in the pot, I was in a daze again.
What are you afraid of? Why did Mo Yiyan retreat with such enthusiasm? It's probably what people often say is hypocritical, but he still has his own persistence in his heart. His love can't be answered and can be hopeless, but he can't be humble and without dignity. If he was just a flash in the pan in Mo Yiyan's life in the end, it would be better to never show up.
Breakfast is ready.
Mo Yiyan helped pick up the dishes without saying a word.
The two had just finished when there was a knock on the door.
Mo Yiyan took the initiative to open the door, and even said a few words to the people outside.
Chen Jiu was a little curious and stood up too, only to see Mo Yiyan shut the door, holding two large convenience bags in his hands, the black ones couldn't be seen inside.
Mo Yiyan lifted it up, "Go get a bigger basin."
"what?"
"Go, it was delivered by a special person just this morning." Mo Yiyan smiled.
Chen Jiao was still very surprised in his heart, but he followed Mo Yiyan's instructions and went to the kitchen to get a large stainless steel basin.
Mo Yiyan told him to put the basin on the ground, then squatted down, asked Chen Jiao to help, and opened the bag together.
The moment he opened it, Chen Jiao was stunned.
One bag was filled with orange-yellow frozen persimmons, and the other was full of frozen autumn pears. Both are fruits that northerners are keen on in winter, especially when visiting relatives in the first lunar month, everyone will thaw a large pot with cold water, and then everyone will get together to play cards and chat. When tired, frozen autumn pears and frozen persimmons will be thawed After that, everyone sat around and began to enjoy the delicious food.
For Chen Jiu, these beauties only stayed in his childhood. And this is really his best yearning for the new year. How could Mo Yiyan do that
Seeing Chen Jiao's surprised look, Mo Yiyan couldn't help but think of the scene when Chen Jiao returned to the rented cubicle with two frozen persimmons, carefully thawed them, and then watched the Spring Festival Gala together under the quilt. Of course, Mo Yiyan was forced at that time, and the frozen persimmon that was given to him was still very bitter, so he didn't throw it away after he endured it.
"Why are you in a daze, go pick up some water and soak it, it will be delicious after it's thawed." Mo Yiyan urged Chen Jiu.
"How... would you know that I like it?"
Mo Yiyan was still waiting for the next words, but Chen Jiu stopped talking, but smiled, and took the basin to the kitchen to fetch water.
After breakfast, Mo Yiyan answered two calls, both from the third child.
Mo Yixu first reported the "Second Brother Bravely Come Out of the Closet" incident at home last night, and then called to urge Mo Yiyan to go home for dinner.
"... Congratulate my second child. I won't go back for dinner. I told my mother that I still have something to do here and I will go back tomorrow."
"Oh, but this kind of rumor will definitely be scolded, and you have to ask for two copies of the New Year's money."
"Can."
"Thank you brother!"
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breakfast.
Yuan Suo looked at the dazzling array of food on the table and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He glanced at Mo's mother sitting in the main seat, and held back again, for fear that his small mistakes would leave a bad impression.
"What does Dudu like to eat? How about this golden fried dumpling? Each one has whole shrimps in it, and the taste is very fresh." Mo's mother is still very transparent, and once she accepts something, she won't overdo it. Tangled, this point has been inherited by the three sons of the Mo family.
"Thank you, Auntie." Yuan Suo respectfully took the yellow fried dumplings from Mo's mother.
"Dudu, how old are you this year?" Mo's mother asked.
Yuan Suo, who had already stuffed the fried dumplings into his mouth, took a bite and spit it out quickly, scalded by the soup inside, "I... I... I'm twenty-two years old!" Mo Yicheng said before, Twenty-two years old is also the legal age of marriage here!
Mo Yicheng saw that Yuansuo was so hot that he quickly poured a glass of boiled water and handed it to his mouth, letting Yuansuo take a sip with his own hand.
Looking at the tacit and natural interaction between the two, Mo's mother nodded with a little satisfaction, "Then what do you do? Is there anyone else in the family?"
"..." Yuan Suo really didn't know how to answer this question.
Mo Yicheng finished processing the episode where Yuan Suo burned his mouth, picked up a chopsticks and put a dumpling on Mo's mother's plate, "Mom, this is your favorite stuffed mushroom and cabbage, try it while it's hot. "
Seeing her son's filial piety, Mo's mother raised her mouth slightly.
Mo Yicheng took advantage of the situation and said: "Dudu's main job is to create comics. His family died early, and his relatives and friends are all abroad. He has always been working hard on his own. The reason why he suddenly went abroad this time is because of that. The relatives over there had an accident, so it was too late for the ward, but as soon as it was dealt with over there, they hurried back, and they just got off the plane last night."
"It turns out that's the case." Mo's mother's last bit of dissatisfaction with Dudu disappeared in her heart. Such a cute boy has such a tragic life experience, how can she blame him again? "It's okay, Dudu. Don't be afraid of any difficulties in the future. There is Yi Cheng behind you. Of course, if he bullies you, you can come to Auntie, and Auntie will make decisions for you."
Yuan Suo was moved by Mo's mother's words, and nodded heavily. For a moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his mother in the other's eyes, "Thank you, auntie. However, Mo Yicheng never bullied me."
This silly boy, I'm afraid he won't know if he is being bullied! Mo's mother has always felt that Mo Yicheng is the smartest, deepest and hardest one among her three sons to get close to his inner world. It might be considered a blessing to be barged in by such an innocent young man now.
Mo's mother asked some small questions again. It was nothing more than how the two met and how long they had known each other... Mo Yicheng rounded up the questions together, and then kept adding vegetables to Yuan Suo until they piled up on the dinner plate. hill.
Mo Yixu watched jealously, and bit his chopsticks, "Mom, everyone's plates are still empty."
Mo's mother squinted at him, "Then quickly find a girlfriend and come back, and Yi Xu, at your age, you should actually think about the future..."
Mo Yixu's words caused an unreasonable disaster, and successfully drew the flames of war on himself. He had no choice but to do his own crimes.
Mo Yicheng and Yuan Suo ate happily and watched with satisfaction.
After dinner, there happened to be a family of four, and everyone agreed to play mahjong with Mo's mother.
The chess and card room is arranged in a compartment on the innermost side of the hall.
After sitting down, everyone realized that Yuan Suo knew nothing about mahjong, even the tiles. So Mo Yicheng asked him to sit next to him, two people with a deck of cards, so that there was an empty deck of cards. I had to ask the housekeeper to come up.
Mo Yicheng explained the rules to Yuan Suo while playing, patiently and tirelessly, and soon Yuan Suo roughly understood the rules and recognized all the cards.
"Doo, which one do you think?"
"Play... let's play this!" Yuan Suo pointed to a card of 80,000. This card is the safest in the current situation, and it is useless to keep it.
"Ah, what Dudu said is right, just type this one!" Mo Yicheng put his finger on the 80,000, then suddenly tilted it, pulled out a seven-note card, and typed it out!
"Nonsense!" Mo's mother pushed down the cards happily, smiling happily, "Little Sanyuan! Hahaha, today is really blessed by the God of Gamblers!"
Mo Yixu glanced at his second brother's cards, and immediately complained, "Second brother, why are you playing something that is so useful for making a fortune! Light up! I was really killed by you!"
Mo Yicheng seemed distressed, but he was spoiled with words, "Dudu chose this one, if you say this one is pleasing to the eye, you have to play this one."
Mo Yixu said: "Sister-in-law, you play the cards too freely. If this goes on like this, I will lose all my lucky money to my mother."
"Hmm..." Yuan Suo rubbed his fingers aside, the 80,000 card he was clearly referring to!
Before Mo Yicheng could speak, Mo's mother immediately refused, "How to talk, Dudu is still a novice, and he is also very independent in choosing cards. Your second brother is doing the right thing, just let Dudu exercise more. Only then can we progress fast!"
Mo's mother happily collected the money and started the next round.
The housekeeper stood still, and after going through the world, his old man has already seen through everything on the table... Even if he loses to the bottom today, he must cooperate with this Dudu to make his wife happy, and the second young master will not treat him badly. …