I just want to stay at home in peace

Chapter 15

"Wait." Mo Yun said.

"Is there anything else Mr. Mo Yun can do?" The delivery boy turned around in doubt.

"Please help me take this bag of garbage down, thank you." Mo Yun turned around and took a garbage bag and handed it over.

This is left over from his takeaway at noon.

"Okay." The takeaway boy took the garbage bag, and smiled sunnyly: "Is there anything else Mr. Mo Yun can do? If there is nothing else, I will leave first?"

"It's okay, you can go back." Mo Yun shook his head.

Watching the back of the delivery guy slowly disappear, Mo Yun fell into deep thought.

"Why are third-rank warriors reduced to delivering food?"

"The way he speaks is also different from ordinary delivery staff, which is a bit awkward."

After pondering for a moment, Mo Yun continued.

"Although he has the aura of a third-rank martial artist, there seems to be something wrong with his body. He has no realm and no strength."

"What the hell happened to him?"

After pondering for a while, Mo Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Although he was a little curious about the delivery boy, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

……

At the same time, the community is downstairs.

Wang Qi led two middle-aged women towards the direction of Mo Yun's house.

"Mom, Aunt Wang, why don't you say anything when you come here."

"Mom and your Aunt Wang also changed their route to this place suddenly, without planning in advance." Wang Qian's mother explained.

The aunt Wang mentioned by the two is Mo Yun's mother Wang Yueying.

"Yueying, I'm not talking about you. You spoil Mo Yun too much. You're only a sophomore, so you moved out of the school. You don't fit in well. If you don't know how to get along with others, you will be out of society later." You will suffer." Wang Qian's mother said.

"Oh, this kid is too rebellious, and I can't control him." Wang Yueying shook her head, she dared not say that Mo Yun actually lived outside since his freshman year.

Wang Qian's mother continued after hearing the words: "I heard that Mo Yun stays at home all day, not going to class or practicing martial arts. It's not okay to go on like this. How can he become like this when he's a good person?"

"He finally went to university. He didn't study hard, and he didn't work hard to practice martial arts. He might not be able to find a job after graduation. He will probably be old in the future. You have to take it easy."

Hearing this, Wang Yueying's expression became a little unnatural.

Although her son is a bit useless, she is still a little unhappy when others say that.

Wang Qian's mother didn't notice Wang Yueying's face, and continued.

"Our family, Qian'er, is very sensible and positive. Now she is not only the head of the Martial Arts Club, but also earns money by herself. She often sends money to me and her dad. Last month, she paid [-] yuan!"

"When we meet Mo Yun, let him learn more from Sissi."

When she said this, Wang Qian's mother was a little proud.

Don't let your own children be better than other people's children, it's too embarrassing.

Wang Yueying smiled, but did not speak.

Although Mo Yun is an asshole, but when it comes to making money, this kid is no worse than anyone else. It's a joke to gnaw on the old or something.

Wang Yueying remembered that when Mo Yun was still in high school, he often sent millions of dollars to his family.

"Yueying, I didn't say you..."

Wang Qian's mother wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by Wang Qian: "Mom, stop talking, hurry up!"

……

After eating, he took a cup of hot water and put a handful of goji berries, and Mo Yun drank it happily.

After drinking the water, just as Mo Yun was about to continue watching anime, there was another knock on the door.

"Huh?" Mo Yun was puzzled.

At this point, who will come to find me?

dong dong dong-

The knock on the door sounded for the second time, and Mo Yun frowned: "Who is it?"

"Stinky boy, open the door!"

A familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Mom?" Mo Yun was taken aback.

"You brat don't open the door and break your leg!"

"Here we come." Mo Yun hurriedly stood up.

As soon as he opened the door, Mo Yun saw his mother Wang Yueying.

Wang Yueying is 41 years old and usually practices some basic martial arts. She looks very young now. If she doesn't pay attention to the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she thinks she is only in her early thirties.

"Mom, why are you here when you're free?" Mo Yun smiled sarcastically as he looked at his mother with a gloomy face outside the door.

"You bastard, you haven't been home for more than a year, let me see if you died outside!" Wang Yueying was furious when she saw her son.

It's nothing, other people's children go to college to study at home, and they can't wait to go home every day on vacation to accompany their mother.

It's good for this bastard, he hasn't been home since he went to college, not even for the Spring Festival!
"You bastard, do you still have parents in your heart?"

"Hey, mom, you can't say that. Didn't I always ask you and dad to move here, and you didn't listen." Mo Yun said innocently.

It's not that he doesn't want to go home, it's that the system doesn't let him...

When he was on a mission in Jiangnan, the binding area given by the system was here. In the end, he could only choose the community next to Jiangnan Wuhan University.

Otherwise, he would not have applied for Jiangnan Wuda.

"Move, move! Move your head! Your father and I have lived in Tancheng all our lives, and our relatives and friends are all there, so why are we willing to leave!" Wang Yueying was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

"You bastard, what are you talking about, the whole family will move there to accompany you when you go to college?"

"Uh—" Mo Yun stopped talking. At this time, it's better to keep silent.

"Aren't you going to let mom in?" Wang Yueying took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Come in." Mo Yun quickly stepped aside and called his mother into the house.

"Uh, Aunt Hu is here too?"

"Wang Qian, why are you here too?"

Only then did Mo Yun notice that Wang Yueying was followed by two people, one of whom was Wang Qian.

Wang Qi glared at Mo Yun, but said nothing.

As for Aunt Hu, she is Wang Qi's mother.

Mo Yun knew that Wang Qian's mother and his own mother were good friends.

"Your Auntie Hu and I came here to do some business. We just got off the train an hour ago. We stopped by to see you two." Wang Yueying explained.

"That's it." Mo Yun nodded, calling them in.

After a while, Mo Yun made a pot of tea, and Wang Yueying and Aunt Hu each poured a cup.

As for Wang Qian, Mo Yun didn't pour it for her.

Because she doesn't like tea.

Aunt Hu took the teacup and frowned as she looked at Mo Yun's room.

The room is not very big, one bedroom and one living room, more than 40 square meters, logically speaking, it is enough for Mo Yun to live alone.

But because the two glass cabinets took up too much space, and the corners were filled with various comic books and novels, the whole house looked cramped.

"Xiaoyun, what are you messing about?" Aunt Hu pointed at the glass cabinet.

"Oh, this thing, its name is figure, it's a model of an anime character." Mo Yun explained.

"Xiaoyun, it's not that auntie is talking about you. You should be more mature now that you're such an adult. Why do you still like cartoons that only children like?" Auntie Hu said a little dissatisfied.

In the past, she liked Mo Yun very much, and even thought of marrying her own daughter to him.

but now……

This kid from the Mo family is useless, and his daughter must never marry such a person.

Mo Yun scratched his head in embarrassment, but did not reply.

Seeing this, Wang Yueying took over the conversation and said, "Your Aunt Hu is right, get rid of these things quickly, either sell them or throw them away, what are you doing with so many at home?"

Aunt Hu glanced at the figurines lightly: "That's right, you can throw them away quickly. These things may not be sold, and they are not worthless at first glance. No one wants them, so they can only be disposed of as garbage."

When Wang Qi, who was on the side, heard this, she tugged on her mother's sleeve in embarrassment.

"Huh?" Aunt Hu looked suspiciously like Wang Qian.

Wang Qi leaned over and whispered in her mother's ear: "Mom, many of his things are customized, and some are even out of print. A set may be worth tens of thousands, 10,000+..."

(End of this chapter)