Aunt Li's thoughts, how can Mo Mo not understand?

Looking at the celebration of the whole family in the house, she knew that she was the real guest.

She should have left a long time ago, or, shouldn't have come in the first place.

She flagged down a taxi with her baby in her arms and got out of the car as she passed the original bakery.

The door was closed, and it was pitch black inside, looking out of place against the bustling shops around it. Momo lingered outside the door for a long time, and finally caught the attention of the owner of a store next to him. He was standing in the light, and Momo was in the dark, so he didn't recognize Momo.

"You...... Do you want to rent this shop? He asked.

"It's not open for business?" Mo Mo is surprised, this is a busy city, every inch of land.

"I used to open a bakery, but then I didn't open it after the Chinese New Year, and it has been deserted until now. Don't bother with this idea, the landlord said, this place is not for sale or rent. After speaking, he sighed: "In these years, being rich is capricious, and such a good bunk is wasted in vain." I don't want any money to be delivered to my door—"

Mo Mo walked aimlessly, and unconsciously walked to the apartment where he used to live with Zhenzi, and from a distance, the lights of thousands of homes were lit, and it was pitch black.

Mo Mo saw that it was still early, and took a taxi to the place where his mother lived, which may have been uninhabited for a long time, coupled with the rain for several days, the wooden door and earthen wall collapsed, and the small courtyard was in a mess, under the illumination of the street lamp, it was bleak and desolate.

Looking at the stone steps with a thick layer of moss, dusty memories came flooding in,

Here she was, having said he was her driver;

Here he was, having said she was his woman.

Here he is, protecting her from the conspiracy of the woman wearing a mask and falling down,

Here, the two of them depend on each other for life and death, and embrace each other closely......

Mo Mo was defeated by the past again and again, and fled with the child in his arms, but he still arrived at the Azusa Garden, looking at the lights in the garden, but the villa in the middle was dark and silent, like an empty city.

It seems that he never came back.

At this moment, either you are embracing a beautiful flower somewhere in the world, or you have already crystallized love.

Mo Mo hugged Forgetfulness tightly, his heart ached like wrenching, tears rained down, and he once again felt the pain and sadness of being abandoned.

"Mom, are you crying?" Forget to stretch out a white chubby little hand and touch Momo's face, wet.

"Mom didn't cry, it was the wind and sand that lost her eyes." Mo Mo hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face and smiled at his son.

Zhenfeng came back the next morning. The smell of alcohol has not yet dissipated from the body.

"Where's Shiyin?" Momo asked.

"I was drunk last night, and I'm still lying in the little girl's room."

"I made a decanting soup in the kitchen, you go up and drink a bowl, and by the way, see if you have woken up."

Momo knew that Uncle Li liked to drink, and Aunt Li usually didn't let him drink, but during the New Year's holidays and his birthday, he drank enough with him.

Naturally, last night it was going to pull the wind up. So she came over at four o'clock in the morning to get busy.

Zhenfeng came back from delivering the goods, looked at Mo Mo and asked, "Why did you leave without saying hello last night?" ”

"Forget to admit that you are clamoring to leave. I told Aunt Li and came back first. Momo pretended to bow his head and tidy up the shelves.

"Dad loved the sweater you gave, it was just the right size. Knit one for me if you have time, right? ”

"You'll have one when winter comes."

"Really?" Zhenfeng surprises.

"Shiyin is already weaving." Momo dropped a sentence and turned back to the counter.

The two of them stopped talking—

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Dear, if you have money or not, go home for the New Year. There are updates every day, usually around one o'clock in the afternoon. Happy to everyone!