It didn't take long for a burst of noodle fragrance wafting from the pot.

I saw that she took an egg from the bowl on the board, carefully knocked it on the side of the pot, made a hole in the egg, and then threw the egg white and yolk into the pot one by one.

Soon two bowls of steaming egg noodles were out of the pan.

The porcelain bowl containing the noodles was so large that Mo had to hold it with two hands.

Mo stopped not liking to eat noodles before, and he lost his temper when he saw them, but now he picked up the noodles made by his mother again, and his eyes began to moisten.

The kitchen was small, and apart from a firewood pot and a cutlery board, the remaining open space could barely accommodate two or three people.

Mo stopped putting the large porcelain bowl on the board and buried himself in eating the noodles.

"Eat slowly, there's still in the pot!"

She said happily.

After a while, the small half bowl of noodles was eaten by Mo Zhu, only a few long and thick egg strips remained, Mo Zhu sandwiched an egg white and put it in his mouth, the egg white was salty and sweet, Mo Zhu could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, and tears quietly fell into the bowl.

After eating, my mother moved a stool and sat in the courtyard.

It's summer, it's very hot, and she's holding a banana fan and fanning the wind.

Mo stopped quietly moving a small bench and sat next to her.

The wind of the fan is blowing in the face, which is a hundred times cooler than the wind of the fan and air conditioner.

Mo stopped talking since he was a child, and now in this world that feels unreal, he doesn't want to say anything, he just wants to go with the flow until he wakes up from his dream.

Mo stopped sitting on a small bench and looked around at the surrounding environment, which was slightly different from the yard in his memory, the plane tree at the gate of the yard was still very thin, and the two big trees opposite the door of the house were still there, with a plane tree on the left and an old locust tree on the right.

Between the two trees, there are plants such as chrysanthemums, moon seasons, and small grass red.

Mo stopped staring at the old locust tree in front of him in a daze, and was suddenly slapped twice, Mo stopped looking in the direction of her finger, only to see that the sun was blocked by a fiery red cloud, revealing half of his head.

Mo stopped realizing that the time was approaching dusk, and couldn't help but sigh that the light was always so short, and I really hoped that my confidant wouldn't wake up.

After sitting for a long time, Mo Zhu became a little sleepy, his eyes couldn't help but close, and then he fell asleep on his mother's lap.

In the dream, Mo Dong slept soundly, as if he was on the beach, and he didn't know how long it was, Mo Zhi was suddenly hit by something, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that it was his mother who was fanning himself.

And at this moment, it was close to the night, Mo stopped turning over, and his right hand was holding his mother's arm that was fanning him, his mother wanted to pull out her arm, but Mo stopped reporting it too tightly.

After a few attempts, she was afraid of waking up, so she lay down and went to sleep.

The fan was placed in front of Mo Stop, and a faint smell of hay leaves accompanied Mo Stop to fall asleep again.

Don't stop waking up, it's dawn.

The morning air is still a little cold, except for the sunlight outside the window.

Mo stopped sitting on the bed and rubbed his eyes, and looked around, his mother was no longer in the house, and she should have gone to cook.

The brick house where Mo lives is not large, and there are two spaces in the house, namely the hall house and the inner room.

When you enter the door, you will see a hall house, and on the wall facing the door is a huge landscape painting, and some farm tools and furniture are placed in the house.

Turning right into the door is the bedroom, which has some daily necessities, and the more valuable thing is the old-fashioned black and white TV at the head of the bed.

But in Mo Stop's opinion, the most precious thing is the big box placed near the end of the bed, the box is placed very high, and now Mo Stop can't even reach the TV, let alone the big box, it is estimated that he can't even lift the cover.

Mo stopped jumping out of bed, ran out barefoot, and bumped into his mother with breakfast as soon as he went out.

"Barefoot dirty, go put your shoes on!"

The voice is clear, and there is a youthful air in the tone.

At this moment, Mo Dong was already having fun, and ran out of the hall without looking back. He was glad that he hadn't woken up from this dream, and that he was still in your old home.

At this time, Mo Zhu's mother quickened her pace, walked into the house, and after a while, hurriedly walked out and ran straight towards Mo Zhu, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

I saw her carry Mo Stop back to the house with one hand, Mo Stop sat on the edge of the bed aggrievedly, she found a pair of small cloth shoes, skillfully put them on Mo Stop, and then hugged Mo Stop off the bed.

"Come and eat!"

She led Mo Zhu towards the hall, and Mo Zhu followed happily with small steps.

Breakfast was steamed buns, pickles and gnocchi soup, and now when I eat my mother's breakfast again, it tastes different.

"Anyone?"

A shrill voice rang out.

"What for?"

Mo Zhu's mother put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked out.

A chubby woman walked over, and Mo stopped recognizing her at a glance.

"The scissors are not in the house, so borrow them for me."

The dirty woman said with a smile on her face.

"I'll get it for you!"

Mo Zhu's mother turned around and went into the back room, and at this time, the chubby aunt came over.

"Yo! Stop eating. It's delicious or not. ”

Mo stopped glancing at the aunt in front of him and ignored her.

In fact, the aunt in front of her is very good, but she loves to scare Mo Stop, which is not the reason why Mo Stop doesn't like her, the main reason is that his eldest daughter Mo Tao always bullies Mo Stop, so Mo Stop has a bad impression of their family.

Mo Tao is two years older than Mo Stop, it is simply a suppression of strength, and every time he looks at him, he always has to make Mo Stop cry.

"Xiao Stop, Dad should come back, he doesn't want you anymore."

The aunt in front of her said seriously.

If it was in the past, Mo Zhu would have been scared and cried, but now Mo Zhu, who is holding the bowl, is a guy who has experienced wind and rain, how can he be frightened.

Seeing the serious expression of the aunt, two words popped up in Mo Zhi's heart: "Childish!" ”

At this time, Mo Zhu's mother came over with scissors in her hand, and the fat god took it and left.

Seeing Mo Zhi burying her head in eating, she thought that Mo Zhi was afraid of this fat aunt.

"If Mo Tao bullies you again next time, see how I clean her up!"

She patted her thigh and pretended to be serious.

"Hmph, let me see her, I must avenge the bullying back then!"

Mo stopped secretly making up his mind in his heart.