After Meng succeeded, he went to smash Edward's door as soon as possible.

Throwing a sentence to Edward, who was full of dissatisfaction, "Oh, your baby's room, the landlord has finished decorating, please settle the project payment as soon as possible, thank you!" and left laughing.

Time flows...... Bill.

The days of being a landlord in an apartment are so boring and lucrative.

Meng Li, who had nothing to do, pushed several tenants' requests to renovate the room on the grounds of "overwork and need to rest", and was playing with the calendar.

During the National Day holiday, she said she was sorry that she was lying in bed.

This kind of regret turned into resentment after returning to school during the holidays and hearing the classmates share their holiday travel itinerary.

She really didn't want to go on the next vacation, and when asked by her classmates where she went to play during the holidays, she told them that she was playing with playdough at home!

Therefore, Meng Liao is eager to know when the next vacation is, and it is better to arrange the itinerary in advance.

Forehead......

"Why?!Why?!Why?!"

Meng Li threw the calendar in his hand, and his two little hands unconsciously inserted into his hair, pulling back and forth.

Hearing the voice, just finished the live broadcast, and wanted to go downstairs to rest and find inspiration, Quanke came over with a colorful bubble.

"What's wrong?"

Meng raised her slumped little face, and her fingertips trembled slightly and pointed to the calendar she threw to the ground, "Tomorrow...... It's actually the Mid-Autumn Festival......"

When Quanke heard this, he sat down beside Meng Li with a smile, and used his hand as a comb to comb the hair on her head that was no different from a chicken nest.

"Don't you like the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Loved it...... But why is tomorrow the Mid-Autumn Festival? I want to go out and play......"

Meng's heart was very stuffed, she just thought that she could go out for a walk during the holiday, and she could post some beautiful photos on the circle of friends when she turned around, showing off her hair.

But now, the holiday is coming, but it's the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Ladies and gentlemen may have to ask, what happened to the Mid-Autumn Festival? As long as you have a distant place in your heart, you can take a trip at any time, right?

Quanke asked everyone's questions: "You can also go out to play during the Mid-Autumn Festival, don't be sad." ”

This is indeed the truth, but Meng Liao does not think so.

Adopted by Grandma Wang since he was a child, for festivals such as the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival, Meng Liao still traditionally thinks that he should spend it at home with his family.

In the previous two years, she spent such a festival by herself.

But now that she has a new home and family, how can she travel?

This is a must, you have to have a reunion dinner with your family at home, and then eat mooncakes to admire the moon!

After thinking about it for a while, Meng remembered that he didn't seem to have prepared the ingredients and moon cakes for tomorrow's holiday.

Thinking like this, he hurriedly asked Xiang Quanke, "Will someone from your house send something today?"

"Nope...... What's wrong?" Quanke was still thinking about how to comfort her, but when she turned around, she healed on her own, and she still had the heart to eat.

"No, I have to go out quickly, I have to buy ingredients, I have to buy mooncakes...... I think about what else I need to buy......"

When Meng heard that the free ingredients were gone, he quickly got up and was about to go out in a hurry.

Before he stepped out of the door, his eyes swept to the slippers on his feet.

His steps slowed down, and he pulled back the clothes he was wearing, and stopped.

I reached into my pocket, what about my wallet, what about my phone, what about my keys?

With a slap on the head, go out and beg for food like this?

Quanke looked at Meng with a crazy look, and the sentence in his mouth: "If you want, you can let them arrange to send a courier......

As a princess of the mermaid clan who was born in the South China Sea, grew up in the South China Sea, and will turn into a bubble in the South China Sea in the future, Quanke is no more than the Mid-Autumn Festival.

So she couldn't understand Meng Li's obsession with the Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival family reunion.

Therefore, seeing her like this, Quanke didn't know what to say.

"Did Landlord Xiao Meng know that I and the fortune teller were back, and came to the gate to greet us?"

Fortunately, Meng Ji and Xu Qingyun, who were out on private business, happened to come back, but they happened to help Quanke.

She flipped through the calendar just now and said that tomorrow was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now she was in a hurry to go out. ”

After understanding the basic situation, Xu Qingyun looked at Meng Li, who was looking down and recalling where he put his wallet and mobile phone.

smiled before speaking, "Landlord Xiao Meng, can you listen to the words of the people of Benshan?"

Meng was interrupted from his thoughts, and replied impatiently: "I'm not available." ”

Meng Ji interjected: "Yes, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, this year goes by so fast!"

"When we went out to run errands just now, there were no mooncakes on the street...... The current festival flavor is really light as water, where is it like when I was a child......"

Only then did Meng raise his eyes and look seriously at the two people who were blocked in front of the door.

Meng Ji is still recalling the Mid-Autumn Festival when he was a child, and he grabbed food with wild dogs.

"You just said that there are no mooncakes for sale outside?"

If there are no mooncakes, is it still the Mid-Autumn Festival?

Now Meng is even more anxious, the Mid-Autumn Festival without moon cakes is soulless!

"That's right, people don't eat moon cakes anymore, and gifts or something are ordered and sent directly from the Internet, who still sets up a stall to sell moon cakes. ”

Meng Ji wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, the memories hurt too much...... Woowoo......

When Meng heard him say this, he was shocked, why didn't he know in advance that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming?

Isn't it because on the way to and from class, I didn't see the scene of merchants selling mooncakes at all?

Alas, this city does not have a trace of the atmosphere of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival at all.

Now is not the time to be cranky, Meng glanced back at the table clock in the corner, there is still enough time!

She rushed into the pantry with her slippers and walked into the kitchen with a half-sack of flour.

He turned back again, holding two large jars in one hand, and when he was about to walk into the kitchen, he turned his head and said to a few people standing in a daze: "Don't come here to help!"

When she walked from the kitchen to the storage room again, Quanke cautiously asked, "What's the matter, what are you busy with?"

Meng kept moving, his face was serious, "Make moon cakes!"

When Meng Ji and Xu Qingyun, who were in parallel, heard this, they glanced at each other, and could only follow into the storage room as instructed.

Finally, the storage room was moved half-empty.

When the group returned to the kitchen, Meng Liao poured half a bag of flour directly onto the cooking table.

Turning his head and bringing a pot of water, he poured it neatly, and was preparing to make noodles.

Edward dragged Mitya in, holding an envelope in his hand.

"Oh, dear lady landlady, what are you doing here?"

Meng Li's subordinates kept moving, and they didn't raise their heads, "Make moon cakes." ”

Edward handed over the envelope in his hand, "Oh, just now I came back from a personal affair with my dear, and there is your courier outside the door, so I will help you get it back." ”

"It's not convenient for me to look at it right now. Meng glanced up, "Which of you opens it and takes a look, what is written?"

Xu Qingyun took the envelope, opened it, browsed through it at a glance, and raised his eyes to look at the mountain-like noodles on the cooking table.

"Ahem, landlord Xiao Meng, you don't need to make that mooncake, you may have to go to the god realm for the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”