Chapter 74
Probably because of not enough sleep last night, Mo Jingchun, who was sitting by the brazier, was a little drowsy, holding his sister's candy.
The LCD TV was replaying last night's Spring Festival Gala, the sound was very loud, but Mo Jingchun was sorry for not being interested.
We waited until almost noon, but no one came.
It was the uncle's house, Mo Jingchun heard the sound of firecrackers twice.
Obviously, two waves of people went to the uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings in the morning.
In the past, when there was no snow during the Chinese New Year, because many people had private cars, there were still many guests who came to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year, and the sound of firecrackers from various houses could often be heard.
For the sake of convenience, those who have a car often wish to worship all the years in one day.
Mo Jingchun carried his sister to the yard to get some air, looking into the distance.
There are no traces of cars running on the main road in the distance.
In addition, it is past eleven o'clock now, and it is almost twelve o'clock. It seems that no one will come today.
As for the afternoon and evening, under normal circumstances, no one goes out to pay New Year's greetings.
Because the implication is not good, it is the old age, and you go to someone else's house to pay New Year's greetings. Although others are polite, they will feel a little unhappy in their hearts.
Mo Jingchun stepped on the hard snow on the ground, felt a little disappointed, and carried his sister Candy back to the house.
Mo Jingchun, who returned to the living room, took a washed strawberry from the fruit plate, held it in his hand, and fed it to the candy.
In less than a few minutes, half of the strawberry including the tip of the strawberry was eaten by the candy, and Mo Jingchun let Mo Jingchun take the candy to his mouth. Head turned to one side.
The little guy stopped eating, so Mo Jingchun threw it into his mouth.
Just took a bite, Mo Jingchun couldn't help blinking.
sour~
No wonder the little guy who loves to eat strawberries doesn't eat them either.
Mo Jingchun, who was holding the candy, took another small bag of Bubu Cake from the fruit plate, and ate it piece by piece.
The taste was not very good, but Mo Jingchun still ate it.
If possible, Mo Jingchun hoped that the Bubu Cake was brought to him by his mother, and then he would eat all of them under his mother's compulsion.
People, that's all.
Sometimes you don't cherish it, and when you lose it, you want to cherish it, but you can't go back anyway.
If no guests come to pay New Year's greetings, we still have to eat.
Fortunately, there were a lot of leftovers from yesterday, so Mo Jingchun simply cooked a pot and put the rice in the rice cooker to heat up.
When the pot is boiling and bubbling, the rice in the rice cooker is also hot.
In the stroller, the little guy just raised his head and opened his mouth, looking at Mo Jingchun eagerly, occasionally drooling.
If it hadn't been for drinking grandma, the little guy would have stomped his feet in a hurry.
Holding a bowl, Mo Jingchun, who was eating deliciously, also looked at the little guy with a smile on his face.
In Beijing, Su Wenyan, who went to pay New Year's greetings to the old man early in the morning, was left behind for lunch.
Several people of the same age gathered together to chat rarely.
For Su Wenyan, this is the beginning of the new year, and it is often the happiest time of the year.
Bored, Li Na asked Su Wenyan who was sitting there with a smirk: "How is my student's company doing? You two won't shut down my student's company, will you?"
Su Wenyan, who was still sighing with herself, jumped up and retorted as if her tail had been stepped on: "How is it possible, it was sold out years ago..."
When the words came to her lips, Su Wenyan, who almost slipped her tongue, hurriedly braked.
"Company confidential, no comment."
Li Yuanfang and the other young people who were not interested at first became interested after hearing what Su Wenyan said.
Li Yuanfang winked at the elder sister and asked, "Sister, sister, what company has you and Su Wenyan so interested in? Is there a way to make money? Is it worth investing in?"
"It's a company started by my student. It's very promising, but don't even think about investing."
Li Yuanfang asked in puzzlement, "Why?"
"He's not short of money right now."
"Our boss is not short of money."
Su Wenyan and Li Na spoke almost simultaneously.
And Li Na didn't finish her sentence, "And even if you invest, it's not your turn."
After speaking, Li Na looked at Su Wenyan in surprise.
Li Na knew that Mo Jingchun had earned some money, but the concept of not being short of money and not being short of money is not the same thing.
Unless, Mo Jingchun's small company has earned a sum of money under the operation of Su Wenyan and that Xu Pengfei.
Even the amount is not too small.
It's a pity that Candy Technology Co., Ltd., which is under the protection of invisibility, really cannot raise funds, otherwise Li Na will definitely invest.
After Su Wenyan and Li Na kept silent about Mo Jingchun's candy technology, everyone's topic changed.
In the afternoon, just as Mo Jingchun guessed, no one came to pay New Year's greetings.
The same goes for the uncle's family. Mo Jingchun didn't hear the sound of firecrackers all afternoon.
The next day, the second day of the Lunar New Year, Mo Jingchun woke up early just like yesterday.
Mo Jingchun, who was wearing cotton slippers, was still boiling water when he heard the sound of walking on the snow gradually approaching.
Someone came, to be precise, someone came to pay New Year's greetings.
Mo Jingchun hurried out.
"Xiaochun, happy new year."
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year, cousin, come in and sit down." Enthusiastic Mo Jingchun finally lit the long-awaited firecrackers.
Mo Jingchun just poured a cup of tea for his cousin, but the cousin just took two sips and got up.
"Then what, Xiaochun, I still have to go to my third uncle's house, so I'll go first."
Seeing his cousin who left with only a bag of melon seeds, Mo Jingchun felt a little disappointed.
Suddenly, Mo Jingchun's heart skipped a beat, he secretly thought something was wrong, he was only focused on setting off firecrackers, and forgot that the little guy upstairs was still sleeping.
Mo Jingchun ran up to the second floor like the wind, and the moment he opened the door, Mo Jingchun saw Tangtang tilting his head and looking at him who was panting heavily.
When the little guy saw Mo Jingchun, he was a little scared of the little guy, but he instantly felt safe, and he smiled happily at Mo Jingchun.
Mo Jingchun walked to the bed, squeezed the little guy's cheeks, and said with a smile: "You little thing."
In the morning, people who came to pay New Year's greetings came one after another, but they were all the same, they just put down their gifts, took a sip of tea and left.
Mo Jingchun, who asked them to have lunch several times, was rejected.
Not needing to cook, Mo Jingchun felt relaxed, but Mo Jingchun couldn't be happy.
In the main room, there were piles of New Year's gifts from various families, but the living room was really deserted, and even the floor in the living room was very clean, without many melon seed shells.
This isn't how New Years should be.
At least, for Mo Jingchun, this is not what Chinese New Year should look like.
After my parents left, things changed after all. They were no longer the same as before, cooking and busying themselves every day.
PS: Thanks to Li Rui jsj, blind people can also read novels, blank one, small gravel on the roadside, fish who forgot to breathe, Feng, and Chi Dijing for their support. (ヮ)
