Chapter 55

As expected, the consequences of the blog post attracted a lot of attention. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is just that, unlike the previous fans who gaged and laughed and scolded with good intentions, this official account comment area appeared for the first time in a large-scale scolding war between the two parties.

Mo Mo had expected this, and he took it calmly, and even watched silently. As for setting yourself on fire? Of course, she is not afraid, the blog post is compiled and sorted out after she personally inquired one by one, but she just showed the objective facts to everyone, did not add any subjective opinions, and shared information with everyone with good intentions, and no one had a position to attack her.

It's just that anyone who has inadvertently come into direct contact with the white fog seems to firmly believe that the white fog is a gift from nature or some unknown god to mankind, and said that they must wait for the "spirit fog" to come again tonight. As for the people who are used to closing the doors and windows and turning on the air conditioner to rest, most of them are lucky to escape, thinking that the white fog is evil, it is estimated that it is not a good thing, and it is absolutely necessary to close the doors and windows early tonight and wear masks, and those who have the conditions even got an oxygen tank!

There are too many night owls among young mothers and children studying martial arts, and they are also curious and dare to take risks. Therefore, Mo Mo's research report seems to be more inclined to the "spirit fog theory" on the whole. This seems to have become a "handle" for some people to grasp tightly.

"I'm really full." Mo Mo sat on the soft chair behind the reception desk of the martial arts hall and muttered to himself. Looking at a few vicious comments, she felt a little uncomfortable, and at the same time secretly laughed at herself for underestimating the shamelessness of Internet trolls. Some people even questioned her motives, saying that she posted such a blog post to make more people sick, and then help the children's clinic to attract business!

What do these people have in their heads? Why did such a vicious idea arise!

The fiery kindness was maliciously speculated, and Mo Mo was a little disheartened. However, looking at more sincere comments and discussions, she felt warm and comforted.

Carefully typed out lines and words one by one, and Mo Mo's agitated heart gradually calmed down in the contest between emotion and reason. In the end, she didn't respond to anything, whether it was words of thanks or a refutation of those vicious words, all of which were reduced to nothingness with the peace of mind.

Shi Yichen came home from work in the evening, and when he saw Mo Mo as usual, he paced him up with small steps, snuggled up to him and chattered with him about the interesting things that happened today, his tone was cheerful and excited, like a carefree little girl, and his heart that had been hanging for a whole day finally fell to the ground.

He knew that some things could not be concealed from the seemingly arrogant, but in fact delicate and sensitive Momo, but he still could not be unreservedly honest. It's not that I can't believe it, it's not that I have scruples, it's just that I can't bear it.

I can't bear the weight that she shouldn't bear at this age, I can't bear to worry about her when she should be carefree the most, and I can't bear to fall into the dilemma of her lover's family and friends!

It's a day to be able to hide it, isn't it a kind of happiness to be ignorant?

Let me bear all the heaviness, Shi Yichen thought secretly, this may be the price he should pay for getting a great opportunity!

That night, the fog came as promised.

Mo Mo was not woken up this time, and she vaguely felt that Shi Yichen beside her got up and opened the window, and after carefully lifting the thin blanket on her body, she went out lightly. She wanted to open her eyes, but she was too sleepy, and struggled for a long time, but in the end, she couldn't resist the call of sleepiness, and fell into a dark and sweet sleep.

The next day, when I heard the elders talk about it, my grandmother, aunt, Shi Ma and Mo Ma all said that they were too sleepy to get up at night, so they fell asleep in a daze. It's the uncle, I don't know why they are so energetic, they all groped their way out, and they didn't know what they were doing, even the grandfather didn't go back to the room until the fog receded.

"What do you care about them?" The idle grandmother is mopping the floor again, and they all say that the sweeping robot doesn't need to wipe so diligently when cleaning it, but the old lady just doesn't listen, and she always feels unclean.

"Grandma, what do the aunts and grandmothers of your dance team say? Have you tried it? Mo Mo didn't want to go out much today, and after eating breakfast, he took a walk, so he lazily leaned on the sofa and watched TV, chatting with his grandmother. Mo's mother went back to the village with Mo's father early in the morning, and she would not come back until dinner

"Why not? Those old things, none of them are not afraid of death, listen to me say that the fog is good for the body, how can you not want to try? ......" The smug on Grandma's face almost overflowed. There is an old lady who keeps herself in Kochi and always doesn't look at her properly, and she still says behind her back that she has no quality from the countryside. Yesterday, she also said that her son was a researcher, and that the fog was not good for the body at all, and whoever believed it was unlucky. But as a result, looking at her weak face today, she must have tried it secretly.

Mo Mo took advantage of his grandmother's inattention to brush his scarf for a while, and saw that the discussion about the "White Mist Incident" was still hot, and now there are more and more people who are inclined to the "Spirit Mist Theory", and even the onlookers who had remained neutral before were a little shaken. After all, this white fog came suddenly, and who knows when it will fade without a trace? If it is really good for the body, but they miss the opportunity because of indecision, won't they regret it in the future?

What Mo Mo admires the most is that some nimble minded merchants, I heard that they have begun to compress cans and sell them on the shelves, and a bottle costs more than 100 yuan, and the price is really not cheap. After all, except for low-cost cans, this can almost be said to be a no-brainer, but it requires a little labor on the part of the seller.

However, Mo Mo went to the shopping website to take a look, and the number of people who bought it was not small. Looking at the reviews, most of the buyers are still cautious and hesitant, they don't want to take risks, but they don't want to miss the opportunity, so they buy a few more cans and save them just in case.

The appearance of these shrewd merchants also made Mo Mo hesitate, since Shi Yichen insisted that white mist is good for his body, should he also keep some for later use?

She thought about it, and finally dialed Shi Yichen's phone.

“…… If you don't do it too much, no matter how good things are, it will be harmful and useless. Moreover, the white mist is estimated to have come into being at the right time in the heavens and the earth, and the effect of artificially jars is estimated to be greatly reduced......"

"In this way, I also see that someone on the shopping website sells a whim, and if it doesn't work, forget it, it's troublesome to toss......"

The two chatted for a while, and Mo Mo was afraid that he would worry about his work, so he took the initiative to end the call.