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Today is Laba Festival, also known as the Great Cold Festival.

The snow in the capital has fallen heavily, and it has snowed again and again in the past few days, and the branches of the begonia trees outside the house are almost unbearable.

Mo Xian got up early and cooked three bowls of Yangchun noodles and fried three poached eggs. She had fainted because of Mo Junlin's heart attack before, so she found a home remedy, and there would be a pork heart soup in Mo Junlin's recipe every meal.

Breakfast was no exception.

"Drink it quickly, when I see you don't drink it later, I will be soaking with you again, if she knows that you pretended to be sick and deceived her, she will be angry and ignore you, and it will be you who is uncomfortable." Fu Qingtian poked Mo Junlin with his elbow, and exchanged heads and ears like two students talking in class.

Mo Junlin took a heavy breath, he drank every day, and he was about to vomit when he smelled this smell. “……”

"Miss, your dumplings are ready." Steward Wang came out of the kitchen with the dumplings that had been packed.

Hearing the word "Miss", Mo Junlin immediately buried his head in the soup and drank it seriously.

Fu Qingtian couldn't help laughing at him a few times, and then the woman looked at Mo Xian, who was standing in the corridor and took the dumpling box, "Xianxian, what are you cooking dumplings for?" ”

"It's been cold lately, I'm hungry, and I'm going to eat after one or two classes."

"On the winter solstice, I made some dumplings with your father, and I haven't finished eating them yet, are you cooking those? Mommy does it to your taste. ”

Mo Xian paused, she opened her mouth and slowed down for a few seconds before saying, "I'll keep those two plates of dumplings for a few days before eating, and I asked Uncle Wang to cook the quick-frozen dumplings in the freezer." ”

"What to keep for it, it's all made for you, quick-frozen dumplings are not nutritious."

"Mom, I'll go first." Mo Xian turned around and disappeared.

"Envy you don't play too late with your classmates at night, at six o'clock in the evening, let's book a private room to have dinner together on the first day of the New Year......"

"Got it."

The girl ran down the hallway to the entrance.

Of course, the dumplings made by Fu Qingtian were eaten by herself, so she didn't give them to Yu Shen to eat, so she couldn't cheapen him for nothing.

“……”

As soon as Mo Xian left on his front foot, Mo Junlin pushed the bowl of pig's heart soup away.

Steward Wang immediately walked over and put it back for him, "Master, Miss has said, if you make the child lose his temper, let me contact her immediately, and she will come back and stare at you to drink." ”

"Miss said that your own body is your own, and if you really refuse to drink the soup, she will pour it."

Mo Junlin: "......"

Fu Qingtian laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

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Scenic Garden.

Mo Xian drove to the Jingyuan, and the doorman at the entrance of the prospect garden stopped him when he saw the original owner, but now it is unimpeded.

She entered the secretary office of the Yushi Group in advance last night, and checked Yu Shen's work schedule today, he had a meeting at ten o'clock in the morning, and it was only half past seven now, so he shouldn't have left yet.

The girl got out of the car, picked up the dumpling box in the passenger seat and ran to the door of the villa.

She rang the doorbell and rang it three times and no one opened the door.

Then I pressed it three more times, but no one opened the door.

Mo Xian took two steps back, raised his head to look at the CCTV camera above his head, and waited at the door for a while.

Just as she was too cold to turn back to the car to get her padded jacket, the door opened.

Lin Yan stood at the door, his hair messy and his pajamas, and his slippers lazily hooked on his feet. It seems that he hasn't woken up yet, and he can't keep his eyes open.

Mo Xian looked him up and down a few times, and with a "tsk", he got under his arm.