Chapter 65 Holding the Stove and Eating Sweet Potatoes

Zhang Jiaming smiled and took a sip of hot tea.

No matter how good a child is, how good can he be?

At the very least, the baby's eating and drinking should be paid attention to all the time.

Not to mention, Mo Jingchun is still in school.

It's not easy to drag a little guy to school and at the same time raise the little guy white and tender.

From the changes in the skin on Mo Jingchun's face, it could be seen that the little guy broke Mo Jingchun's heart.

"Isn't it colder in winter than at home in the capital?"

Mo Jingchun hugged his sister and nodded in agreement, "No, it's very cold and dry outside."

"It's much better indoors. There's heating and it's warm."

"When the weather is extremely cold, I don't usually take my sister out except for going to and from get out of class."

Zhang Jiaming's eyes yearned for life in a big city, especially the capital.

"Big cities are better, life is more convenient. If you are capable in the future, stay in the capital with your younger sister, and strive to buy another apartment and marry a beautiful wife in a big city."

"Uncle, I'm still young, only 18, don't worry, don't worry."

"I'll think about it after I graduate from college."

Zhang Jiaming glanced at the little guy happily playing with the rattle in Mo Jingchun's arms, and couldn't help agreeing with Mo Jingchun's words.

It's really hard to rush, with such a little guy following Mo Jingchun, it's hard to find a good wife!

"Well, I'll go first. After this trip, I have to go up the mountain several times."

A dead tree of unknown weight seemed to be so light that Zhang Jiaming carried it on his shoulders, and walked away along the cement road in front of the door with small steps, and finally disappeared at the corner by the river.

After Zhang Jiaming left, Mo Jingchun hugged his sister Candy, played with her for a while, and then let the little guy sit in the stroller.

Mo Jingchun noticed that the stroller seemed a bit small.

When I have time, I want to change to a better and more comfortable one, but I can't afford it.

Mo Jingchun poured the hot water that had been boiled in a large iron pot with firewood into the wooden tub, and added cold water to make it warm.

The little guy's clothes were soaked in the water one by one, Mo Jingchun took a small wooden bench, sat by the tub, and patiently scrubbed the dirty clothes on Tangtang's body with his hands.

After washing, rinse with cold water to remove soap residue.

The family did not buy a clothes-drying pole, and some only had a simple clothes-drying pole with a bamboo pole hung on two tree branches.

Unlike at school, when Mo Jingchun returned home, he found that there was always endless work to do, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

After finally drying the little guy’s clothes, the sun has disappeared and the sky is getting late.

After dinner early, Mo Jingchun was writing code with his sister in his room, and the candy sitting in his arms was biting his fingers boredly.

On the computer, Mo Jingchun quickly typed out the lines of code. The speed was so fast that he occasionally mistyped some characters.

Fortunately, the development tool can intelligently remind, remind warnings or errors, and just modify it in time.

Just when Mo Jingchun was vigorously typing the code, Mo Jingchun vaguely heard someone calling him, and it was still far away.

Mo Jingchun paused when he was typing on the keyboard, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, he really heard it right, someone really was calling him.

Standing up and opening the window, the voice instantly became clear.

"Xiaochun."

"Xiaochun."

"Hey~" Mo Jingchun quickly responded, and Mo Jingchun also recognized who was calling again.

Aunt Wang Biao, Aunt Wang Biao who lives next to the road.

Aunt Wang Biao, the number one intelligence expert in the Mo family's residential area.

In a radius of ten miles and eight villages, there is no news that she does not know.

"Come down to warm up with my sister, there are so many people, it's lively."

Mo Jingchun glanced at the laptop that was still on the development tool page, hesitated for a moment, and said to Aunt Wang Biao, who couldn't see anyone, "Here we come."

If he doesn't go here, Mo Jingchun seriously suspects that he is the one Aunt Wang Biao and the others are talking about tonight.

In fact, what Mo Jingchun didn't know was that a group of people thought that Mo Jingchun had brought his sister back just because they talked about Mo Jingchun who was taking his sister to school. The scene of going down to the fire.

"Shout, shout, Xiaochun will be here in a while."

"You still don't believe me when I tell you, Xiaochun is much better than us at taking care of a baby. That little baby is indescribably cute."

"Xiaochun is a student of Peking University, very promising. I heard that when I went to school this year, I brought my younger sister and earned tens of thousands."

"It's a pity that Zhou Wan's young couple didn't have the blessings to enjoy. On the contrary, they gave birth to a daughter, and they are full of blessings. With a big brother like Xiaochun, they don't have to worry about food and drink."

"Okay, let's not talk too much when Xiaochun comes."

Seeing you and me saying each other, the big guys chatted more and more vigorously, Wang Suzhen hurriedly reminded.

"Don't worry, we won't talk about it in front of others."

"Hey, my son, if only one-tenth of Xiaochun is as good as Xiaochun, it will be fine. He doesn't usually call, as long as he calls, he will be close to ten, and he has no money to use."

Everyone eating melon seeds nodded and said in response, "It's all the same."

"My son's monthly living expenses are 2,000 le, which is not enough occasionally."

In the room, Mo Jingchun turned off the air conditioner, turned on the light at the front door, locked the door, and went out with the little guy with big eyes in his arms.

"Xiaochun is here, come and sit down."

Mo Jingchun pushed open the door, and saw a circle of people around the stove, even the uncle Mo Changyou was there.

After saying hello to the elders one by one, Mo Jingchun sat down

"Oh, I haven't seen you for half a year, let me see Xiaobao."

Candy was hugged by the second sister-in-law, looking at the white and tender cute little treasure, she clicked her tongue in surprise.

It was the first time Tangtang had seen such a scene, her little face was dazed, and she was a little scared of the enthusiastic sister-in-law and aunts.

After a while, his mouth shrunk, he raised his head and cried, his calves kept bouncing.

"Wow woo woo~"

"Somewhat recognizable."

"Maybe it's a little bit." Mo Jingchun didn't refute, but just hugged his sister Tangtang into his arms distressedly, and patted his back to comfort her.

After a while, when he returned to the place where he was familiar with the smell, the little guy stopped crying, but his little hands tightly held Mo Jingchun's clothes, and his little eyes looked at the laughing crowd with a little fear.

"Xiaochun is quite good at taking care of children. After coaxing her, Xiaobao will stop crying."

Mo Jingchun looked at the cutie in his arms, and couldn't hide his love for the little guy in his eyes.

Mo Jingchun smiled, and said to the second sister-in-law: "It's okay, my sister is quite obedient."

At this time, Mo Changyou picked up a roasted sweet potato with tongs and handed it to Mo Jingchun.

"Eat it, it's still hot."

Mo Jingchun did not refuse the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

As soon as Mo Jingchun peeled the sweet potato, the little guy swallowed his saliva, and stretched out his little hand to take it from Mo Jingchun's hand and stuff it into his mouth. How could Mo Jingchun dare to give his sister sweets and baked sweet potatoes? His little hand pulled back.

"Hey, look, the little guy wants to eat sweet potatoes."

Poor Candy, he could only watch helplessly as the pot stuffed sweet potatoes into his mouth.

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