Mo Ming got up very painfully, he belonged to the kind of person, once he was woken up at night, it was difficult to fall asleep. At twelve o'clock last night, the whole town resounded with the roar of firecrackers, which exploded for half an hour, and Mo Ming's spiritual power reached the verge of collapse, every year, he was deeply hurt by the festive atmosphere.

Mo Ming's eyes were swollen and red, looking at the alarm clock, it was less than seven o'clock, he opened the curtains, probed his head out, and was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

"Oh, Happy Chinese New Year."

What should I do during the Spring Festival, Mo Ming thought hard, and went downstairs after washing, I should have to say something to Tian Yuling, right? After all, it's a new year, after all, it's a mother, after all, relatives, after convincing himself with something like this, Mo Ming went downstairs.

Mo Ming's eyes widened in surprise, there was a dead body lying on the sofa, oh no...... It was unlucky to talk like this, the person was Tian Yuling, and she smelled the smell of wine at the stairs, she collapsed on the bed like mud, and the lower part of her body was already dragging on the ground.

Mo Ming covered his nose and walked over, lowered his head, approached Tian Yuling, and whispered in her ear.

"You're a pig~"

Tian Yuling suddenly burst out laughing, and then roared.

"I'm a pig!"

This guy's habit is that after a hangover, he is defenseless, and his psychological defense line is like a fictitious defense, and he can let others humiliate him.

Mom really took advantage of Mo Ming's visit to the temple fair last night and drank uncle wine all night, right? At the bar, I don't know how I got back...... Oh! It must be that aunt, Mo Ming thought of it, who can be in cahoots with Tian Yuling, and then her husband is not there? Well...... Cousin, An Xiaofei's mother.

That's not right.

"You're a spider."

Mo Ming continued to whisper in his ear.

"I'm a pig!"

Tian Yuling reacted very strongly, but he would be wrong about what Mo Ming meant.

Mo Ming touched the back of his head and thought about it, it was a little difficult, and then he had a flash of inspiration and knew something.

"You're a crab."

Tian Yuling suddenly spread his limbs, and then shouted.

"I'm a crab!"

Mo Ming put the crab on his back, dragged it into her hair room, and threw it on the bed, Tian Yuling swelled his face and let out a snort, and then fell asleep again.

Mo Ming was about to leave the room, but suddenly his conscience seemed to find, and after turning around and covering her with the quilt roughly, he returned to the living room, lay on the coffee table covered with cotton, turned on the TV stiffly, kept adjusting the channel mechanically, and did not stay on a program for five seconds.

I stayed in this position for half an hour, motionless, and if it was made into a movie, it would definitely only be one frame.

"Ah~"

After a long yawn, Mo Ming turned off the TV and lay straight on the ground.

"It's Chinese New Year, right? What should be done?"

What should be done on the most important day of the year, the end of the year, the concentrated embodiment of the excitement of the year?

Looking up at the ceiling, Mo Ming fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he held back a word.

"Sweeping?"

Sweeping? Well, let's sweep the dust.

Mo Ming got up lazily, bent over, picked up a long broom, symbolically pulled it a few times, swept away the dust in the corner of the wall, looked up at the fluttering dust, and did not give up until he choked on a mouthful of ash.

The sweeping in less than a minute is over, and the New Year's task is complete.

"Let's stick up the couplet."

It's still very important to paste couplets, this is traditional culture, Mo Ming doesn't want to be a sinner who disappears traditional culture, Mo Ming took a pair of couplets that he put in a drawer.

"I think I bought an extra one last year...... Hawkers, this kind of thing won't go out of style, isn't this equal? I don't understand, so just post it."

After Mo Ming pasted the humane couplet of prosperous business and fortune outside the door, he immediately shrank into the house.

"Wow! It's so cold......

Mo Ming hurriedly shrank on the sofa, and his bare feet also writhed.

"Spring Festival couplets completed...... And then the New Year's paintings? I don't think so...... Draw it yourself? Don't be funny...... Write a blessing, there is a pen and ink in the family."

Mo Ming dragged his heavy body, took out the pen and ink, and wrote down a very ugly "Fu" on the red paper, really ugly, Mo Ming felt that taking out this kind of thing was simply a shame on Mo's face, the home of the double professors? Alas, no!

In this way, these two guys can realize how indifferent they are to their family, and Mo Ming actually pasted the word Fu with irony in his heart.

"And ...... And then set off firecrackers?"

Mo Ming took out a small firecracker with a hundred rings, lit it, threw it out of the door and closed the door with a "snap", covering his ears.

"I'm scared, I'm scared."

Mo Ming doesn't care if he lets it go or not, he has the right to complete the task.

Then Mo Ming paced in place, thinking and meditating.

"New Year's greetings, New Year's money...... Okay, go out and pay New Year's greetings!"

Mo Ming cheered himself up and prepared to go out, but he hadn't taken a step yet.

"If you want to pay New Year's greetings, the only relatives are An Xiaofei and her mother, if her mother drank with Tian Yuling yesterday, then it should be quite ...... I don't dare to think about it."

Mo Ming shook his head, hurried back to the house, hung his coat on the door, couldn't go out, couldn't go out.

"Let's boil rice cakes, when it comes to the New Year, it's rice cakes!"

Mo Ming cheered himself up, and then with his own experience, he made two bowls of rice cakes that were not very delicious, one bowl was left for Tian Yuling, and he ate it on the coffee table

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As soon as he didn't take a few bites, Mo Ming raised his head in a trance, a little puzzled.

"Why did you do everything, and it's still so boring?"

Why is this happening! Mo Ming stood up a little excitedly, he hadn't felt this way before? Is this what growth is called? The more you get bored?

Mo Ming covered his somewhat numb heart and stared blankly ahead.

Suddenly hearing something subtle, Mo Ming got up sensitively, hurriedly pushed open the door, looked left and right, the postman brother is really hard, Mo Ming sighed in his heart, and then looked at the mailbox at home, there was a letter-like thing, Mo Ming stretched out his hand to take a look.

It's a greeting card, a New Year's greeting card, and there are still people writing this kind of thing, it's really full of sincerity, let's see who wrote it.

MO Ming,

Happy Spring Festival, and the new year should be full of vitality~

Hinata.

Forehead...... Mo Ming was a little stunned, I don't know who taught this naughty tone, Hinako looks like a cute tone, it's really not suitable for her...... It should be a more natural attribute, right?

"What a nice guy, very polite...... As a matter of etiquette, I should also reply to something."

Mo Ming held his forehead with some hesitation and walked to the phone nervously.

"It's just from the inside, calling...... That's it, just a phone call."

Mo Ming cautiously dialed Qiu Yanzi's phone, and the answer was very fast.

"Mo Ming?"

"Chinese New Year...... Happy! And then...... Thank you for the greeting card!"

Mo Ming replied very nervously.

"Well, you're welcome."

Qiu Yanzi replied with a smile, obviously hearing the noise at home, seeing that it was a guest?

Mo Ming was silent for a long time.

"What? Is there anything else?"

Qiu Yanzi asked suspiciously.

"That...... Are you busy? There's a guest at home?"

"It's okay......

Mo Ming choked in his throat and spoke with difficulty.

"Let's go to Xinjie today, there are activities in the mall! Wentai Chen Yingjie, they will go too!"

Mo Ming lied with a red face.

"They're ...... in my house"

……

"Mo Ming, come too."

"Uh-huh."

The so-called Spring Festival, it must be lively to be fun.