Around 7:30 a.m

The man who woke up from the dream in a daze felt as if half of his body had completely lost the ability to move, and numbness and sluggishness and pain were transmitted from the peripheral nerves into his brain.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep in this position. I only remember yesterday evening, the noisy sound from downstairs, it seemed that two men were arguing, maybe it was the owner Xiao Mo and his uncle, the man thought, and he didn't care in his heart.

They don't bother to take care of their own affairs! Maybe it's because of the uneven distribution of property after Mo Xiangdong's death, isn't this kind of thing common in ordinary families or wealthy families?

The man slowly propped up his fat body from the bed, he had a belly that protruded like a pregnant woman, just looking at the appearance, it made people feel that the fat layer was very thick, and this person's internal organs would definitely not be healthy.

It's like a bunch of greasy fat pressed on the hands and feet, and after a long time, it's strange that the hands and feet are not numb! After a long period of slow movement, the man got up from the edge of the bed, and he struggled to walk towards the bathroom with two thick, short thighs.

The floor was covered with the coat and pants he had thrown there yesterday, and this man's habits were very sloppy, he never put his shoes neatly away, he didn't hang his coat and hat on a shelf, he didn't fold his pants neatly on a chair, he didn't even brush his teeth and wash his face before going to bed.

Anyway, he has become accustomed to a greasy and sloppy life, and no one, no environment, can change him.

After entering the bathroom, the man propped his hands on the sink and paused for a moment, he was not interested in looking closely at the sleepless face in the mirror like a woman, he was just irritable.

The maid in this house, when a guest comes, she doesn't care about anything. In the morning, there was no hot water in the house, and he had to re-boil it with an electric kettle, and the man felt irrepressible upset when he thought of this mode of operation.

'What a broken villa this is! Do everything yourself! If it weren't for the butterflies, I wouldn't have come to this place!! This kind of words can only be complained in his heart, and the man finally can't resist the reality, stretches out his fat hand to take the electric kettle, and begins to pour water into it.

Abnormal time, abnormal place, abnormal and wonderful people and things, all gathered together to erupt, the sound of rushing water muffled other sounds, maybe the man's movements were a little slower, and after a long time, he still did not come out of the bathroom......

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"Boom!"

I don't know where there was a sound of objects hitting the floor, which woke up Xiao Mo, who was still in light sleep, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, raised his head slightly and looked around the room.

Everything was normal in the room, nothing fell down, Xiao Mo's head fell back into the soft pillow, closed his eyes, he was never used to getting up early, especially when there were guests at home.

Xiao Mo has always wondered why his father and uncle are so obsessed with Kashenfu's ghost butterfly, and Xiao Mo feels that their obsession is almost like marrying a butterfly.

In his memory, except for the photo of the beautiful woman on the bedside table, Xiao Mo could no longer think of any details of his mother's life. The photo was a birthday present from his father when he was 15 years old, and before that, Xiao Mo didn't even remember what his mother looked like.

In the vague impression that his mother was very young and had a goose egg face that was very popular at the time, Xiao Mo's memory was nothing more.

The barely closed eyelids trembled slightly, and after the dream was awakened, Xiao Mo actually had no way to fall asleep anymore, but he didn't want to get up and maintained the appearance when he was sleeping.

The thoughts in his mind swelled little by little, every time he woke up, Xiao Mo actually hoped that he could be a little more relaxed, so he didn't care what those guests came to this house for? An avid butterfly lover, at odds with his life.

From the day his father died, Xiao Mo made up his mind to change the living conditions of this family, go out to find a job, and then fire the maids, find a virtuous and capable girlfriend, and live a dull life together.

Xiao Mo is a very hardworking person in his bones, he is not like Mo Xiangdong, everything is based on his own preferences. Xiao Mo is like this, he hopes that his home can be stable and happy, just like those ordinary people in the city who are busy every day.

If possible, sell the Kashin Villa to one of those butterfly fans, who should be willing to pay a high price for the sake of Butterfly Valley! Xiao Mo thought: "My uncle and I will each take half of the money, I will go to the city to break through, as for my uncle, whatever he does?" I don't want to come back anyway! ’

This idea will definitely be opposed by Mo Xiangxi, but Xiao Mo still decided to put it forward, they have lived with butterflies all their lives, and it is impossible to ask themselves to be the same as them! Besides, it is possible to meet my mother's relatives in the city and learn about my father and mother's past, but it is not necessarily.

Xiao Mo is really not close to his father, he has always dreamed that his mother is still alive, he was angry with his father, one day, two people separated by two places met in a tearful way!

This seems to be a plot that only exists in shoujo comics or urban romance dramas, and it has been stored in Xiao Mo's heart for many years, and he never feels that there is anything to be embarrassed about! Motherhood is the deepest yearning in every child's heart, isn't it?

Feeling that he was about to lose the pace of his thinking, Xiao Mo got up from the bed in time, he didn't want to spend the whole day in a muddy nightmare, he had to cheer up to deal with the uncle who also gave him a headache, although he prayed countless times, when will the uncle suddenly disappear?

But this kind of 'beautiful' wish is often impossible to realize, people can only face the reality, this house is jointly owned by his father and uncle, that is to say, after Mo Xiangdong's death, Xiao Mo can only inherit half of it, it is because of this other half of the property rights, Xiao Mo has no way to make his own decisions about the future of Kashenv's villa.

My father had been shy for a long time, and if it weren't for this, my uncle wouldn't have taken advantage of it. Now Xiao Mo knows that his uncle is following his father's old path, so he should work harder, as long as he can make enough money, or sell the Kashenv villa to a high enough price, maybe the uncle will be tempted and say not necessarily, after all, it is not to sell Butterfly Valley.

If he had the heart, it would not be difficult to rebuild a small house here, the Butterfly Valley was first discovered by the two of them, and it was the two of them who have been feeding and luring those butterflies to this place, and it has even become a unique scenery here.

Even the township government acquiesced in their behavior, of course, the purpose of the township government is to create tourism value, but in this way, it is tantamount to acquiescing to the invisible ownership of the Butterfly Valley by the father and uncle, which I am afraid that those crazy butterfly fans have no way to change.

Therefore, even if the Kashenv villa is sold, the uncle can still stay here without any worries, as long as he does not tell the secret of luring butterflies, there are still many people who ask him for help.

Xiao Mo was packing up the bed, while thinking about what kind of reason should be used to persuade those guests to buy Kashenv Villa, time passed unconsciously, it was close to 8 o'clock in the morning, at this moment, there was a woman standing at the door of Xiao Mo's room, hesitating to know whether to knock on the door.

The woman's gaze looked a little frightened, he faced the door of his master's house, his raised hand seemed to have not knocked, and a pair of pupils kept looking around, as if he was guarding against someone suddenly appearing next to her.