Lao Mo Fang Yuan

The name of Mozhen Village is very grand, called Zhujinzi Village, it is located in the intersection of plains and mountains in the west of Xiangzhou City, it is a hilly area.In the 90s, the old party secretary of the village established a pharmaceutical factory, and the medicines produced a few years later spread all over the country. Zhujinzi Village became rich in a few years. All the bungalows in the village were demolished, re-planned, and built a The six-story sample houses in the building, with white bricks and red tiles, are neatly arranged in rows.

Later, schools and hospitals were built in the village, and ginkgo trees were planted in the fields on both sides of the road and in the west of the village to provide raw materials for pharmaceutical factories.In recent years, in order to solve the problem of drinking water, several reservoirs have been built from the western reservoir, some for drinking and some for irrigation, and one of the small reservoirs is specially for visiting customers and tourists.

As soon as Mo Zhen entered the house, the smell of rice wafted into his nostrils. His son only went home for two days on vacation in a month. Mother Mo tried her best to prepare meals for her son without repeating the same food every time, waiting for him to come home.

Putting down his schoolbag, Mo Zhen grabbed a mouthful of vegetables and put them in his mouth. Mother Mo tapped him with chopsticks and said, "My child, wash your hands quickly, and eat after washing your hands."

Mo Zhen came out after washing his hands, and Mo's mother took off the buckled plate and served the meal. Before the family sat down, Mo's father wanted to read the report card. Mo's mother gave him a blank look and said, "I'll look at it after eating." No way, I won’t be able to eat well when the time comes.”

Mom's worry is not unreasonable. There have been such situations before, when Mo Zhen regressed or did not improve, Mo's father would be stern. Although he did not teach Mo Zhen at the dinner table, the atmosphere of the meal was still very depressing. Not bad, don't say it, eat it.Helpless, Mo's father seems to only care about Mo Zhen's academic performance, and usually doesn't ask about small details such as eating, drinking, and messing around.

"It's okay, Mom, I did very well in the test this time, so let Dad read it if he wants to." Before Mo Zhen could finish speaking, the report card had already been taken out of his school bag. It was the first time that he did so well in the test, and he was so excited. beyond words.

After taking the report card and seeing Mo Zhen's No.3 in the class and the top 50 results in the whole grade, Mo's father happily brought a bottle of wine from the kitchen, poured a glass, and drank it down.Mo Zhen also has an older sister who is good in her studies, but unfortunately she failed the high school entrance examination and did not pass the high school entrance examination. Now she is married to a neighboring village and goes to work in the imperial capital.Now Mo's father pins all his hopes on Mo Zhen, Mo Zhen did well in the exam, he is happier than Mo Zhen.

After drinking, Mo's father turned around again, his face sank and he asked Mo Zhen: "Did you cheat in this exam?" Mo Zhen used to be in the upper middle class in the class, but his grades suddenly came to the top. Mo's father couldn't help it. There is no doubt that he cheated.

Mo Zhen and Mo's mother were having a meal happily, and suddenly saw Mo's father turning dark, Mo's mother tried her best to defend her son and said: "When his grades were not good, you said he was not motivated and hardworking. If you say he cheated, it's all about you."

Mo's father didn't have much confidence when he said the last sentence, but he still wanted to save face. He said with a guilty conscience, "Aren't I afraid that he will go astray? His grades have improved so much all at once, so I should ask."

Mo's mother hummed softly, and then said nothing.Mo Zhen just stuffed food into his mouth and didn't talk to the two of them.Usually, when parents are arguing, Mo Zhen will do things on his own and not interfere, lest the two of them join forces to teach him a lesson.

Although he didn't speak, Mo Zhen still answered Dad Mo's question in his heart. Thanks to Fang Yuan for his good grades this time, the two of them separated for just over two hours. He missed Fang Yuan and had dinner with him. Sometimes, Fang Yuan always picks up food for him, and also grabs food from his plate. Today, although Mo's mother keeps picking up food for him, there is one less person who grabs food with him, and it feels less interesting to eat.

Fang Yuan's side is not as lively as Mo Zhen's side. He rode a motorcycle and strolled around the street. He bought some snacks and convenience food in the supermarket. When he got home, there was no one there. He read a book for a while and lay down on the bed to sleep. I fell asleep, and woke up again, the night lights outside were already on, and I was hungry, stuffing snacks into my mouth while cooking a bag of instant noodles, which was considered as a way to kill dinner.

Sitting on the sofa, turning on the TV, watching all the news programs, Fang Yuan's soul seemed to be lost, his heart became more empty, he moved his body, spread out on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and broadcast a number, he Now he needs to greet his soul occupant and enrich his heart.

Xiangzhou No. [-] Middle School does not allow students to bring mobile phones to prevent them from being addicted to mobile phones and delaying their studies. Dad Mo has always strictly followed the school's regulations, but this is an exception. In order to be able to contact his son in time, it is also convenient for him to contact them , Dad Mo bought a mobile phone for Mo Zhen, an old man's mobile phone, except for making and receiving calls and sending and receiving messages, there are almost no other functions.

After dinner, Mo Zhen crawled on the sofa to watch TV, and vaguely heard a noise on the backpack. After a few rings, he realized that it was the old man's phone.Except for his family members, Mo Zhen didn't remember to tell anyone else his number. All he left for his roommates was his home phone number. Who could this be? He took out his phone with doubts, and it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

After a few rings, Mo Zhen connected and said "Hello" cautiously in his ear.Telecom scams are everywhere now, Mo Zhen has to be careful.

"Not good, very bad." You are not here, I miss you.Fang Yuan lay on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said in a low voice.

"Yo, sir, your place is not good, do you need any service? Ours is free." Hearing Fang Yuan's voice, Mo Zhen said in a thin voice, holding his throat.

"Okay, what are the prices?" Fang Yuan said.

"Sir, we have prices as low as a hundred and as high as tens of thousands. It depends on what type you want and the price you pay." Mo Zhen acted with style.

"I want something like yours. How much is it, you can set a price." Fang Yuan on the other end of the phone turned his body and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm selling my art but not my body." Mo Zhen was enjoying his performance. At this time, Mo's father opened the door and came in. He just passed by Mo Zhen's room and heard Mo Zhen's strange voice. He stopped and listened carefully. The filthy content is full of rage, and it's not bad to come in without kicking the door.

"Who are you calling? What are you talking about?" Mo Zhen asked in a rage before the bewildered Mo Zhen asked.

"My classmate, I'm just kidding around." With a helpless expression on his face, Mo Zhen handed the phone to Dad Mo and asked him to listen to it so that he could verify it.

Dad Mo took the phone in Mo Zhen's hand suspiciously, put it next to his ear, and said in a gloomy tone, "Who are you?"

Fang Yuan was gloating and laughing when he heard Papa Mo's words. Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice came from the phone. No need to guess, he knew it was Papa Mo's voice.Getting up from the sofa and sitting upright, Fang Yuan said politely, "Hi Uncle, I'm Mo Zhen's classmate, and my name is Fang Yuan." A little snub.

"Oh, Fang..." I don't know if Dad Mo didn't catch it clearly, or didn't remember it.

"Fang Yuan." Mo Zhen carefully reminded.

"Fang Yuan, right? I just heard what Mo Zhen said. I thought he was on the phone with... Now that I know it's his classmate, I feel relieved. You guys talk, you talk." Dad Mo pointed with his finger when he was speaking. Refers to Mo Zhen, and omits the dirty content.

Handed the phone to Mo Zhen, Mo's father turned around and walked out. Mo Zhen locked the door behind him. Before he could speak, he heard laughter from the other end of the phone. A full minute passed, and the other party was still laughing. Mo Zhen just listened. standing, did not speak.

After Fang Yuan finished laughing, Mo Zhen said resentfully: "Comrade Fang Yuan, I didn't take someone like you, and threw me into the fire pit, not to mention coming to save me, but even crossing the river and demolishing bridges, gloating, who is it?"

Fang Yuan didn't feel guilty at all, with a cheeky face, imitating the tone of Mo Zhen's speech just now, he said eccentrically: "Hello, sir, what service do you need, in order to express my apology, I can provide you with the best discount. "

One sentence made Mo Zhen laugh, the two of them teased for a while, and talked about their respective situations after they separated, more than half an hour passed, Mo Zhen wanted to hang up the phone, although Fang Yuan was very reluctant, he finally agreed he.

Hanging up the phone, Fang Yuan thought to himself: "Actually, it's good to keep going like this. The two of us eat together every day, press the playground, and make fun of each other. We don't necessarily have to establish any status and label each other as 'boyfriend'." .”

After thinking about it again, Fang Yuan was a little unwilling. He liked Mo Zhen, and he also hoped that Mo Zhen would like him. It was the kind of liking that came from love, not the goodwill brought about by this kind of friendship.Love is selfish, that kind of liking is unique, friendship can be shared, and good feelings can also be shared.

After thinking for a long time, his brain felt a little pain, Fang Yuan walked into the study, took out his notebook, and began to record the interesting things that happened with Mo Zhen in the past two days.As for the future, we can wait until later. All he can do is grasp the present and fight for the future.

The next day, Mo Zhen was woken up by the ringing of the phone. Mo's father and mother needed to go to work, so they cooked a meal for him, called him, and left early. He was the only one left at home. Get up at noon and make lunch.It didn't work out as expected, the phone rang before nine o'clock, when I saw the number, I knew it was the number that Fang Yuan called last night.

After answering the phone, Fang Yuan said, "Quickly open the door, we've arrived at your door. I knocked for a long time and no one answered."

Mo Zhen was still in his sleep, not fully awake. After hearing Mo Zhen's words, he was even more bewildered. He froze for a moment, guessing that Fang Yuan was lying to him, crawled on the pillow, put the phone on his ear and said, "Fudge, Then foolishly, I said handsome Fang, today is not April Fool's Day, but a rest day, I want to sleep."

Just finished speaking, I wanted to hear Fang Yuan's sophistry, and then a child's voice came from the phone: "Cousin, open the door quickly, Brother Fang and I are at your door."

Mo Zhen was stunned, pulled on his slippers, and ran to open the door while wearing a pair of underwear.The moment the door opened, Fang Yuan was startled. His fair complexion, thin waist, and pink and tender buns were all displayed in front of him.