Married and fell in love with Bai Yueguang, the protagonist

Su Xingtong knew that Mo Junyi was doing it for his own benefit, but he was still a little awkward after hearing this, and didn't reply for a long time.

Mo Junyi waited for a long time without seeing him speak, and said leisurely while chopping vegetables: "It seems that this fish ball soup..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Xingtong immediately said: "Got it!"

Mo Junyi turned his head and glanced at him: "What should I do again?"

Su Xingtong was at a loss for words for a moment, he hesitated for a long time and said: "What do you think should be done?"

Mo Junyi thought for a moment: "If you give it again, then the two of us will change the bank card. I don't have enough money in my card, so you probably won't be able to call them much even if you call them."

Su Xingtong really didn't expect him to have this trick, and looked at him with wide eyes: "...Are you serious?"

"Otherwise, there are still fakes?" Mo Junyi said again, "If not, then you just take all the passbooks and bank cards, and when you lose all your family business, you probably won't have anything to give them."

Only then did Su Xingtong realize that this person was yin and yang, and immediately became unhappy: "Am I that person who has no sense of proportion?"

"Isn't it?" Mo Junyi calmed down and said, "The big star, the money left for himself is not enough to buy a house."

Su Xingtong was left speechless by his resentment, and knew that he was at a loss in this regard, so he could only curl his lips and say, "Oh, that's fine, I know, I won't give them any more money this year."

Mo Junyi asked very rigorously: "Are you talking about the solar year or the lunar year?"

Su Xingtong went to pat him angrily: "Gregorian calendar!"

"Okay, it's a deal." Mo Junyi put the fish slips into the pot with a spoon, "When do you plan to go back on New Year's Eve?"

Su Xingtong stood beside him with his arms around him, thought for a while and said: "...I don't want to go back, just go back and sit for a while in the second year of junior high school, anyway, I'm not bad."

"Indeed." Mo Junyi poked him in the heart very honestly, "You are no different from a rabbit on New Year's Eve."

Su Xingtong didn't understand, so: "Rabbit? Why? What kind of saying is this that I haven't heard?"

Afraid that he would get angry, Mo Junyi first stood aside a little, and after the distance between the two of them was not so close, he said: "On New Year's Eve, every family cooks cattle and slaughters sheep. Rabbits are not so big. Small domestic animals are naturally dispensable.”

The more Su Xingtong heard it, the more something was wrong, and finally he made a gesture to hit him: "You will turn a corner and scold me!"

Mo Junyi couldn't stand on one leg, so he quickly picked him up: "Don't make trouble, I'm cooking."

Seeing this, Su Xingtong stopped his movements, but still glared at him out of the corner of his eyes: "Then what do you think if a rabbit like me can't get on other people's table?"

"It's their bad luck not to be on their table." Mo Junyi scooped up a piece of fish ball with a spoon and brought it to Su Xingtong's mouth. "They don't want it, some people want to offer it."

Ever since the two of them lived together, Mo Junyi's methods of calmly coaxing people have become more and more sophisticated.

Su Xingtong wanted to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, but when the fish ball was put into his mouth, he chewed it twice and was soothed by the delicious taste. After swallowing it, he couldn't help but smiled at Mo Junyi: "Where is it?" Home? Why don't I know?"

"The heavenly secret must not be revealed." Mo Junyi said righteously, "We will find out when the Chinese New Year comes."

"The fish balls are just right, they can be out of the pot." Su Xingtong said, and then said, "Then make it clear in advance, I won't cover your red quilt, it's too thick, and it's uncomfortable to cover."

While turning off the fire, Mo Junyi said thoughtfully: "There are only two quilts in my room, it's really not good, I can only trouble Mr. Su to condescend to build a bed with me."

Su Xingtong is now immune: "Can I bring a quilt with me?"

"It's fine." Seeing that the plan didn't work, Mo Junyi changed his mind, "But as far as I know, there are no quilts given during festivals, but in the last century, some elders would give a few quilts at certain times."

Su Xingtong didn't realize it for a while, but when Mo Junyi fished out all the fishballs, he realized that what this person was talking about was that when people got married in the [-]s, the woman's parents would often marry some quilts.

Su Xingtong blushed immediately, but Mo Junyi was holding the fish ball soup just out of the pot and he couldn't get angry, so he could only stare at him angrily.

Mo Junyi accepted it as soon as he saw it, but there was still a faint smile in his eyes.

The next day, Mo Junyi brought this matter up to Mo Qinglian, and Mo Qinglian immediately stopped typing, and sent a 1-minute-long voice, the main idea was actually only one: Ask Su Xingtong what he wants to eat during the New Year What, it would be best to write a recipe.

Su Xingtong was not at home at the time, so Mo Junyi didn't tell him about it until night.

Su Xingtong was stunned after hearing this: "Recipe?"

"Yeah." Mo Junyi didn't think there was anything wrong, "Our family has always been like this during the Chinese New Year. There are recipes every day, from the 28th to the seventh day of the first month, and there are no repeats every day."

The big star has never lived such a life of "extravagant luxury" since he was a child, and he was stunned for a moment: "Are you kidding me?"

Mo Junyi shook his head: "No, because everyone in our family has different tastes. My uncle and I like to eat seafood. My aunt doesn't touch any meat except pork and chicken. My grandma doesn't eat spicy food at all. If these things are not agreed in advance, the chef will not be able to handle them."

Su Xingtong felt a little complicated when he heard the words, and inevitably remembered what happened when he was a child.

His mother has always cooked in their family, and every time he cooks what his younger brother likes to eat.And Su Xingtong's taste is very different from his younger brother's taste, but somewhat similar to his two older sisters, but his mother never cared about these things, and instead scolded the three of them for being picky eaters and wasting food time and time again.

It was only then that Su Xingtong developed the habit of pinching his nose to finish eating no matter whether the meal was good or not.

In this way, it is the first time that he has been taken so seriously.

Seeing that Su Xingtong hadn't spoken for a long time, Mo Junyi couldn't help asking again.

Su Xingtong quickly said after regaining consciousness: "Let me think about it, can I give it to you tomorrow?"

Mo Junyi was amused by his trembling look, he raised his hand and patted his cheek lightly: "The family celebrates the New Year, don't be so restrained, you can just give it on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

Mo Junyi's words had an effect but not completely. Su Xingtong was still struggling until the 25th of the twelfth lunar month.

"...The menu I drew up, can you see if it works?" Su Xingtong handed a piece of paper to Mo Junyi.

Mo Junyi looked down, and this man struggled with more than a dozen items, and finally wrote four dishes.

He couldn't help laughing: "The writing is not bad, there are so many blank spaces, you can write bigger."

"Hey, don't say it's not there." Su Xingtong frowned and said, "Hurry up and see if it works. If it doesn't work, I'll change it."

"Steamed sea bass, simmered soft eggs, stir-fried pumpkin shreds, and fish head tofu soup." Mo Junyi reported them one by one, "Mr. Su has studied for so many days and came up with such an order?"

Su Xingtong blushed: "You don't care, just say a word."

"Okay." Mo Junyi calculated the proportion of fish among the four dishes, "Do you want to raise a cat?"

Su Xingtong didn't know how the topic turned to the cat, but he thought about it for a moment: "I want to, but I don't have much time to take care of it, so let's forget it...Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Mo Junyi turned his head and looked into his shining eyes: "Because you are very similar to it."

Su Xingtong was stunned for a moment before realizing that this person was teasing him again, and immediately said angrily, "Hey!"

Mo Junyi deliberately said: "It's more similar."

So Su Xingtong was so angry that he didn't talk to him all night, Mo Junyi saw that he was playing off, and the next morning he had to coax him for a long time before coaxing him well.

I have to say, this time I feel even more being stroked.

The relaxing time always passes quickly, and the end of the year is approaching in a blink of an eye.

The crew wanted Su Xingtong to take Mo Junyi there first, but after Mo Junyi's leg recovered, he went back to the bureau to deal with the progress of the prosecution of the first two cases. In the end, this matter could only be postponed in the next year.

Counting it, it was not the first time Su Xingtong went to Mo Junyi's house, but his nervousness continued unabated.

"You'd better drive slowly." Su Xingtong frowned while sitting on the passenger seat, "The legs are just right, let him get used to it first."

Seeing him talking nonsense in a serious manner, Mo Junyi couldn't help but glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "I was broken, not amputated. And my aunt doesn't eat people, so relax."

Su Xingtong was touched by him, blushed subconsciously and denied: "I'm not nervous!"

That's what I said, but when the two of them walked to the door of Mo Qinglian's house, Su Xingtong was still so nervous that his heart was pounding, and his hand holding the gift was stiff.

Mo Qinglian saw this scene as soon as she opened the door, and quickly took the things in Su Xingtong's hands: "Oh, why did you bring so many things home? Come, come in, come in quickly, let's freeze our Xingtong."

"Hello, Auntie." Su Xingtong exhausted his acting skills all his life to make his smile more natural, "I'm here to disturb you again."

"What kind of disturbance is this?" Mo Qinglian was overjoyed, "It would be nice if you could come and disturb Auntie every year."

Seeing Su Xingtong pursing her lips and smiling, Mo Qinglian turned to Mo Junyi and said, "It's fine to carry things, why do you let others carry them for you?"

Mo Junyi with his hands full was a little helpless: "Then I'll hang it around my neck next time."

Everyone in the room was amused by his words, and Su Xingtong couldn't help but also laughed: "Let me take a photo then."

The people in the room were talking and laughing, when Su Xingtong's WeChat suddenly rang.There was still a smile on his face that he didn't take back, but when he saw the content of the WeChat, the smile disappeared immediately.

Mo Junyi had just put his things at the door, when he turned his head and saw his appearance, his heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Su Xingtong put away the phone and said calmly, "My mother told me to go back to celebrate the New Year."

Mo Qinglian glanced at Mo Junyi when she heard the words. She learned a little about Su Xingtong's family affairs from Mo Junyi, so she naturally knew that apart from him and his sister, there were basically not many good birds left in his family.

Mo Junyi frowned and said, "I called you back at this time, what did you do earlier?"

"I've told them before, but they didn't say anything at the time." Su Xingtong took off the scarf and hung it on the hanger next to him, and then began to take off his coat. "Today, I suddenly asked if I would go back."

Mo Qinglian hated this kind of annoying relative the most in her life, for fear that Su Xingtong would go back and suffer: "Then what do you say?"

Su Xingtong smiled: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will definitely not go back."

"That's good." Mo Qinglian said bluntly, "I didn't think of you until 28, why didn't they call you back to eat dumplings until after the Chinese New Year?"

After she finished speaking, she realized her identity, and it seemed a bit wrong to say this, just as she was about to apologize, she heard Su Xingtong laughingly said: "Auntie was wrong, based on what I know about my parents, I'm afraid they can really do such a thing. "

Mo Junyi saw the stitches and said: "Just send money home."

Su Xingtong immediately said: "Oh, I already said I won't fight this year, why do you keep bringing this up, is it annoying?"

Mo Qinglian said to him: "That's right, can the New Year's Eve talk? Xingtong ignore him, he's just as annoying as his uncle."

Mo Junyi said helplessly: "It seems that I am the rabbit of New Year's Eve."

Mo Qinglian snorted: "It's good that you know, it's not your own anyway, be careful and put it back in the trash can for you tomorrow."

Mo Junyi smiled helplessly: "Understood, Mom."

Mo Qinglian was taken aback when she heard the words, and slowly turned around as if the slow-motion button had been pressed: "...what did you call me?"

"Mom." Mo Junyi looked into her eyes and said, "If you still want to listen to my aunt, it's fine, she looks young."

Mo Qinglian's eyes became hot, and she raised her hand and gave him a gentle touch: "Stop farting, your mother is young no matter what my name is."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mo Junyi said while agreeing, "The mouth has also changed, what about the red envelope?"

"What is it worth to change your words?" Mo Qinglian glanced at Su Xingtong, "People always give red envelopes to their daughter-in-law, how have you ever heard of giving them to their son?"

Mo Junyi had reason and evidence: "I'll set an example for him. If you don't give it, then people won't think you are stingy."

Su Xingtong's face was hot when his mother and son said it, but Mo Qinglian was an elder no matter how inconsequential, and he couldn't treat her the same way he treated Mo Junyi, so he could only listen with a blushing face.

Mo Qinglian couldn't help laughing and said, "You are always right."

While Qin Hongzhao was speaking, he came out of the kitchen, and Mo Junyi saw this and shouted, "Dad."

"Hey... the young master broke me!" Qin Hongzhao was taken aback, "It's because I didn't carry anything, otherwise I would have to break something today."

Mo Qinglian couldn't help laughing and said, "Look at your potential."

"What is promising?" Qin Hongzhao said confidently, "I'm very promising if I didn't fall down, okay?"

Su Xingtong was teased by their family and wanted to cry and laugh, but at this moment, his parents who had just been rejected by him just sent him a message.

Just as Su Xingtong wanted to watch it, Mo Junyi pulled him to the sofa.

"What happened again?" Mo Junyi asked curiously.

Su Xingtong took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat in front of him, only to see a long message sent from it, which summed up the central idea: Since you have all gone to other people's houses for the New Year, everyone is a family. It is better to get together with the whole family so that they can meet their in-laws.

Su Xingtong's face turned cold immediately, he couldn't understand what these people were planning.

His parents wanted to come and order dishes, and they probably already knew that Mo Junyi's family background was not bad, and they were anxious to make relatives with him before this year passed.

Su Xingtong didn't want to cause trouble for Mo Qinglian and the others, just when he was about to refuse, he was stopped by Mo Junyi: "It's good to meet and talk about things."

Su Xingtong was stunned for a moment, and before he recovered, he heard Mo Junyi say to Mo Qinglian: "Mom, Xingtong's family said they wanted to have dinner with you in the second year of junior high school."

"With us?" Mo Qinglian raised her eyebrows, "We are alone and weak, this can't be a Hongmen banquet, right?"

Su Xingtong was amused by her: "Auntie doesn't want to go if she doesn't want to go."

"Hey, how can we not go. Liu Bang won the Hongmen Banquet in the end, what are you afraid of." Mo Qinglian shook her head, "Besides, although we have a small family, we have to support our big stars, right? Being bullied After so many years, we have to let them know that our Xingtong family is also covered by someone."

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