Chapter 3

"I've thought about it."

"Have you figured it out? It's too simple for you to think. You take your sister to school. Have you ever thought about what your sister will do when you are in class?"

The one who spoke was a thin and short-haired woman, that was Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yun, the aunt of Mo Jingchun and her younger sister Candy, who was also the mother's sister.

Holding the candy in his arms and looking around, Mo Jingchun's heart warmed up. Regardless of how many people were sitting in the living room, they were either father's brothers or sisters or mother's brothers and sisters, but Mo Jingchun knew that if he really wanted to marry his sister Put it in one of the families to be raised, just the aunt's house.

It's not that the uncle doesn't hurt, but the family of the two uncles, and it's not the uncle who decides.

Mo Jingchun didn't complain, Mo Jingchun knew about the situation of the two uncles' families, they were not rich in the first place, if they brought another child, it would be equivalent to losing a labor force.

"Auntie, I have already communicated with the school. Considering my special situation, the school will make arrangements for me to go to school with peace of mind."

Zhou Yun frowned, his face full of distress, and finally sighed helplessly.

"You child, why are you so stubborn?"

Mo Jingchun teased Xiaotang, smiled and said nothing.

After a long time, Mo Jingchun's uncle who has never said a word said: "Since this is the case, this matter is settled. When the child is not at home, I will watch at home. When Xiaochun goes to school, if it really doesn't work, just let me go." Call me and I'll get the little one back."

"That's right. There's no reason to let your natal family take care of you. Our brothers haven't been buried yet."

You talk to each other, as if all the problems have been solved by them, even if the sky is falling, they will be the first to bear it.

Mo Jingchun didn't even raise his head when his father and brothers sang you and me, let alone squeaked.

boom boom boom~

Mo Jingchun's uncle, Zhou Xing, knocked on the yellowed Eight Immortals table three times with his rough hands, his eyes were sharp, like a lion guarding a cub.

"Brothers from the Mo family, let's start with the ugly words first. Although my nephew and niece have lost their father and mother, if anyone dares to think about them, they have to ask the hammer of our natal family." I don't agree." Zhou Xing's tone was not polite.

"That's for sure! Whoever dares to make a child's idea should ask some of our brothers to agree."

"That's right."

"yes."

Zhou Xing replied in a meaningful tone: "It's best to be like this, so don't let the folks in the ten miles and eight villages have any bad words to spread to my ears."

"I can't stand a speck of sand in my eyes."

On the side, the corners of Mo Jingchun's mouth rose slightly, even giggling with the little candy in his arms.

No matter how slow Boss Mo and the others were to react, they have come to their senses at this time. The implication of Zhou Xing's words is that they are worried that some of them will interfere with the inheritance left to the two children.

In fact, Zhou Xing is not worried about other inheritances at all, but it is hard to say about fields, land, and mountains. If the brothers of the Mo family have no thoughts at all, Zhou Xing is ten thousand. believe.

We are all from the same village, so wouldn't he know the little tricks in the countryside?

Not to mention that the two children have no parents now, even when the sister and brother-in-law were alive, wrangling in the fields, fields, and mountains was inevitable.

Seeing that the brothers of the Mo family were silent, Zhou Xing took out a dozen red ones from his purse and slapped them on the yellowed Eight Immortals table.

Mo Jingchun's uncle and aunt, as if they had discussed it, followed Zhou Xing and took out a dozen red grandpas and put them on the table.

The dozens of reds are about the same thickness, and each dozen is at least 5,000.

This was something Mo Jingchun never expected, so much so that Mo Jingchun still maintained a shocked expression on his face.

"It doesn't mean anything else. Xiaochun's admission to Beijing University can be regarded as a sigh of relief for our natal family. Originally, according to the rules of ten miles and eight villages, there was a feast for drinking. Now that the situation is here, it is impossible to set up a banquet. Don't say that Xiaochun will definitely disagree, and it's not suitable for emotion and reason."

"Uncle is right, and our brothers also think about it in the same way." After speaking, Mo Jingchun's uncle also took out a thick red envelope with the name Mo Changyou written on it.

Immediately afterwards, other people took out red envelopes one after another as if they had discussed it. Like Mo Changyou, the names of these patriarchs were all on the red envelopes. Obviously, everyone came prepared for the discussion today.

As for whether the red envelope was originally to celebrate Mo Jingchun's admission to Beijing University, it is unknown.

Looking at the dazed eldest nephew, Zhou Xing glared at Mo Jingchun, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? My sister let your aunt hug me for a while, you go and get the account book!"

Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't seem to know what to say.

"Go." The eldest aunt Wang Qiaoling patted Mo Jingchun's shoulder, and smiled happily as she picked up the candy from Mo Jingchun's arms to make her laugh.

Mo Jingchun looked at the locked drawer in front of him, and opened the lock with the key.

In the empty drawer, there was nothing but two ledgers, but to Mo Jingchun, these two ledgers were much more valuable than many items in the house.

There are two ledgers, one is a thick soft-faced book, a bit old, in Mo Jingchun's memory, her mother often took out this ledger to read, and this ledger still has the words of junior high school printed on it.

The other account book is very thin and new. It is the most common exercise book with only 12 pages.

In the living room, after Mo Jingchun left, Zhou Xing asked Mo Changyou: "Boss Mo, this child is about to start school, let alone someone to send him to school, someone has to send him to the train Stand up? Don't let people poke your spine and say that there is no one in your Mo family. "

"Brother, don't worry about this. The brothers and I have already discussed about Xiaochun's going to school. When the time comes, the third child will drive him to the train station in the city. The family members often ask Xiaochun when the child will leave for school. , then they can buy fireworks.”

"After Xiaochun leaves, treat everyone to a meal at my house. It's a treat for Xiaochun."

This time, a rare smile appeared on Zhou Xing's face.

"Let me spend a lot of money, I would like to say thank you for my poor sister, this should have been done by her."

"It should be, it should be."

Mo Jingchun picked up the account book that his mother often used, re-locked the drawer, took a black fountain pen, and returned to the living room on the first floor.

"Uncle, here's the ledger."

Zhou Xing glanced at the yellowish ledger and hummed.

"On the table, count them one by one, and record them all in the account."

"It's all favors. We don't need to care about them, but you have to care. Favors come and go, and you have to pay them back. This is also a lesson I will teach you today."

Zhou Xing pointed to the ledger in Mo Jingchun's hand and said, "Did you see it? Your ledger is full of human relations recorded by your mother during her lifetime. It's not just a simple number."

"Now that the ledger has been passed on to you, it means that all the knowledge of the world has also been passed on to you."

"Be a man, don't forget your roots!"