Stimulated by his achievements, Mo Yan no longer drilled into the horns of the bull, no longer thought about the direction of "ambiguity" or "secret love", but lived the present wholeheartedly.

Two days before the Chinese New Year, most of the company's employees began to take the Spring Festival holiday.

Mo Jielian is obviously not among the "most", but the Mo family's New Year's goods still have to be prepared according to the usual practice.

"Yan! After tomorrow, it will be the Chinese New Year's Eve, you get up early, before I go to the afternoon shift, we go to the supermarket to buy the New Year's things! ”

Mo Yan had just finished taking a bath, her face was white and red, she smiled at her mother delicately, and nodded meekly.

There was a small sound at the door like a small catfish scratching a porcelain plate in the middle of the night.

Mo Yan and Mo Jielian turned their heads at the same time.

At this time, the small sound at the door stopped, and Mo Jielian's mobile phone rang instead.

Mo Jielian slid off the screensaver and looked down, her old face blushed.

The news came from Yan Song.

Yan Song said that he helped her prepare a little New Year's goods and put them in the trunk of the car for 2 days, but she never dared to send them over.

He said that he was like a hairy boy, his heart was full of fear, and even Wang Jiadu, who passed by Mo Jielian's residence, was so heartbeat that he suspected that he was about to have a heart attack.

He said that he had been sitting in the small garden next to Wangjiadu since mid-afternoon, and saw Mo Jielian carrying a small bag and hurriedly walking past the intersection. His heart was throbbing, his mouth was open, and he didn't dare to call her out.

He said he was afraid that she would refuse his New Year's goods. That's not New Year's goods, that's his heart.

After three or four sneezes, it was too dark to get any darker. Taking advantage of the cover of the night, he secretly put the New Year's goods at the door of Mo Jielian's house, ran downstairs, and ran into the car before he dared to send a message to Mo Jielian.

After 48 years of living, he became so cowardly for the first time. He sat in the car, sad and happy at the same time. Strong emotions washed over him, and his eyes wet.

The last message was: "Be merciful to me, and don't be cruel to my life." ”

When Mo Jielian came back from her daze, she saw her daughter Mo Jielian holding a baseball bat with both hands (Wang Chengyou's kid "accidentally" fell at home), step by step, cautiously walking to the door where the sound of small crumbling sounded again.

"Yan ......" Mo Jielian quickly wiped the mist in her eyes and called her daughter with a smile.

Mo Yan didn't look back, hid at the door, and lowered his voice: "Who?" ”

No one answered her.

Mo Jielian walked over and opened the door by herself.

The door opened, and a gift box was placed in the doorway. Bangjie beef, Peking duck, Nanshan pear, Aksu apples......

Mo Yan showed his face from Mo Jielian's shoulder, looked around at no one, and was breathing a sigh of relief, when he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, there's a supermarket on the ground!

"Mom! Mother! Mo Yan shouted.

"Shhhh Mo Jielian reflexively covered Mo Yan's mouth, "Take it in." ”

Mo Jielian was afraid that her daughter would scream like this, so that the neighbor opened the door - although this possibility is not very likely - and she couldn't hide her adultery.

A gust of cold wind blows in the corridor, and when the wind passes, the plastic bag at the tuyere will make a small cracking sound.

Mo Yan and Mo Jielian were moving things to the house one by one, and Mo Jielian also explained with great difficulty while moving, answering her daughter's questions such as "Who sent it", "Why didn't Uncle Yan Song knock on the door", "Does his wife know that he sent these". "Squeak." The creak of the door opening rang out.

In the silence of the night, this sound is the most terrifying.

Mo Yanzheng's posture of bending over to carry the gift box couldn't help but freeze, and his head turned unnaturally to Room 307, where Uncle Pan and Aunt Pan had lived.

307's light, a wide band of light leaked through the crack in the open door.

A shaggy head and large black eyes are exposed.

Mo Yan looked at him for a few seconds before he straightened up, waved his little hand, and said "hello" in embarrassment.

Oops, she remembered, when she came back from the library at noon, she saw someone coming in and out of the door of room 307, as if they were carrying luggage.

Mo Jielian walked out of the room, and suddenly saw the door of 307 open, and almost jumped on the spot.

"Hello, we're new here. Can I help you? ”

Guys?

The door of 307 opened generously, revealing a woman in her thirties. The woman is round and mellow, ordinary in other places, with a pair of big eyes, but it is dark and shiny, and she is very jumpy.

"I brought a 3-year-old daughter with me. She was already asleep. "The woman's hands have nowhere to go.

"Coincidentally, I'm also single with a daughter." Mo Jielian became enthusiastic, ignoring a series of hints from her daughter's eyes. She understands that her daughter wants her to eat a trench and grow wise. However, the woman who rented a house with her 3-year-old daughter during the Chinese New Year, she just wanted to be willful and enthusiastic!

"Take this box of Wangzi milk to your daughter to drink, it can be regarded as a housewarming joy from the neighbors." Mo Jielian forced it into the woman's hand.

"This won't work! I can't help it! ”

It can be seen that the woman is not sharp-toothed. There are only two words "no, no way". But her resignation was real, and she almost pushed Mo Jielian to the ground.

Grabbing Mo Jielian who was holding her backhand, she smiled very embarrassedly, and her panicked appearance made Mo Yan's heart soften.

The new neighbor insisted that she refuse, and Mo Jielian had to give up.

It turned out that the new neighbor had already laid down to sleep, and was alarmed by the noise and got up again. She was wearing an empty coat wrapped around her body, and she sneezed several times in succession as she pushed and pulled the coat open.

"Go back to sleep. Come and play tomorrow when you're free. ”

"Okay, thank you, big sister."

The two families closed their respective doors.

"When did you move in? Why didn't you hear any movement? Mo Jielian muttered.

Mo Yan glanced at her helplessly, as if the enthusiastic person just now was not her.

"Uncle Yan Song's company benefits are so good! What kind of company is it? Mo Yan sighed at the large and small gift boxes all over the ground.

Mo Jielian panicked, her hands trembled, and she overturned the mug on the small round table, and the water dripped down.

After Yan Song reported to his wife, when he passed by their house, he hurriedly unloaded the New Year's goods, and was busy catching up with the plane of the new Malaysia and Thailand......

Wiping a handful of sweat that does not exist, Mo Jielian stuttered.

What company does Yan Song work from?

Mom, when I think about it, that person is not at work at all. hypocritically said that he was an investor, and he was clearly a stock speculator!

Seeing that this lie is not made up.

Mo Jielian glanced at her daughter with a weak heart, and found that her daughter only cared about touching this and looking at that, and she didn't seem to care too much about the answer. She sighed secretly, trying to make her voice as flat as possible: "Forget, you are curious, see you next time, you ask him." ”

Mo Yan was facing a jar of comprehensive nuts, and after listening to Mo Jielian's words, he suddenly put down the jar of nuts: "Mom! You can't ruin your principles because of these small favors! You must not be a junior! ”

"What do you say?" Mo Jielian's face changed.

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