The same time, the Mo family.

After a sleep, Yuanyuan, who was woken up by the sound of firecrackers in the early hours of the morning, was reluctant to sleep after drinking some milk.

Like a little monkey, he jumped up and down on his father's bed, and from time to time he smashed the bear in his hand into his father's body.

The quilt and the bedsheet had been trampled on by him.

Mo Yixuan wasn't angry, no matter how noisy he was, he didn't feel sleepy anyway.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his phone from time to time, looking at the blessings sent by others inside.

Of course, he also kept sending those New Year's red envelopes to the staff group, the classmates group, and the group of relatives and friends. This night, he sent out a red envelope of almost 200,000 yuan, and he is still sending it.

Especially when it comes to the employee base. Many of those employees are guarding the bell in the early hours of the morning, waiting for him to send red envelopes, because every time he sends 3,000, at least four or five of that kind of lucky red envelopes will be sent to each group.

"Dad......" fate smashed the thing in his hand on Dad's head again, and Dad ignored him and he quarreled with Dad.

Mo Yixuan threw away the mobile phone in his hand, hugged his naughty son into his arms, and stayed in the hospital for a few days, because he slept too much, he was very excited to come back, and he spent most of his time playing.

Yuan Yuan bypassed his father, and then picked up his father's mobile phone that was still next to the pillow.

He tapped the screen until he saw that the screen was lit up, and he happily sat down next to his father and said in a milky voice, "Dad...... Mom. ”

Yuan Yuan gave his mobile phone to his father, but he couldn't say a complete sentence yet, and could only tell his father his thoughts in his simplest language.

He wanted to see his mom on his phone so he could talk to her.

Mo Yixuan stared at the screen of his mobile phone, his fingers suddenly trembled, he naturally understood the meaning of fate, and asked him to turn on the video call.

It's just that......

What are you doing, Yan Yan?

Mo Yixuan sighed, he could guess that she must be with Ye Hao on such a day, maybe she had already fallen asleep.

"Yuanyuan, call your mother tomorrow, you go to bed first." Mo Yixuan patted his son's head and comforted the excited little radish head.

Yuan Yuan pouted, he didn't want to, he picked up his father's mobile phone again and continued to light it on it.

Mo Yixuan thought about it for a while, and finally clicked on WeChat, and then found the avatar he was most familiar with.

- Yan Yan, Happy New Year! Fate is clamoring to talk to you.

He sent a message first, and then clicked on the video of the call. The beeping sound from the mobile phone, one after another, did not stop until it rang seven or eight times.

To her surprise, she actually took it.

Yuan Yuan saw his mother appear in the mobile phone, and jumped up from the bed happily, he reached out to grab his father's mobile phone, and then held it in a pair of small hands.

"Mommy......" Yuan Yuan shouted loudly into the screen, a pink little face, smiling brightly, full of innocence that only children have.

"Fate ......"

After a while, He Xiyan's very hoarse voice came from the mobile phone, and the voice seemed to come out of the throat.

Mo Yixuan on the side suddenly tightened his eyebrows, he hurried over, looking at the woman who appeared on the mobile phone screen, his ex-wife, and at this look, he suddenly became nervous.