Married and fell in love with Bai Yueguang, the protagonist

Su Xingtong was so moved beyond words just by hearing this passionate words, but Mo Qinglian obviously didn't just talk about it.

That night, Qin Hongzhao cooked a large table of dishes according to the recipe, and the strong Chinese New Year atmosphere came up immediately.

Mo Junyi's grandma came back a bit late, and she still looked a little upset, but when she saw Su Xingtong on the sofa, she immediately smiled happily: "Xiao Su is here?"

Su Xingtong quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Happy New Year, grandma."

"Hey, okay." The old lady smiled kindly, "I have prepared the red envelopes for both of you, and I will give them to you during the Chinese New Year."

Su Xingtong grew up in a poor family, and he didn't like to visit relatives very much. He received only a handful of red envelopes. When he grew up, he gained some fame. His parents forced him to visit relatives for the sake of face, but everyone knew that he was a big Celebrities, plus they are adults, relatives can only verbalize at most.

Su Xingtong didn't expect that he could still receive red envelopes when he was 26. Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "No need, no need, I'm already a third-year-old, so don't waste your money."

"This can't be called spending money." The old lady walked up to him and sat down, turned her head to look at Mo Junyi and smiled, "In our family, as long as there is no child, there must be a red envelope."

Mo Junyi was quite honest: "I probably won't be able to give birth."

Su Xingtong's face became hot, and he couldn't help but glared at him: "What are you talking about..."

It was rare for Mo Qinglian to go to the kitchen once, and when she came out with dishes, she heard this sentence. She immediately smiled and said: "If you don't give birth, you will be a child for the rest of your life. How beautiful it is. You get lucky money every year. I don't think I can get it." .”

The old lady said unhappily: "What you said, the relatives in my hometown saw you when I was young, wouldn't they treat you well? They can put a lot of effort into giving you red envelopes, alas, if our Jun Yi brings Xiao Su back to his hometown, You can also receive a cloth bag of red envelopes."

"What do you mean waiting to see?" Mo Qinglian sneered, "Fifty for the boys, twenty for me and my sister, and I'm not even fifteen yet, so I wish I could introduce his good-for-nothing son to me. This is waiting to see? If you like to go back to your hometown, go back by yourself."

The old lady said with some embarrassment: "Oh, this is not all the countryside. You keep talking about what this old Huangli is doing, just bear it and pass it..."

"Hold it? I can't swallow it." Mo Qinglian put the dishes on the table, turned her head and said to Su Xingtong, "Xingtong, don't listen to your grandma's nonsense. Why can't I bear it? Him? Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

Su Xingtong was a little moved and at a loss when he heard the words, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Mo Junyi, but Mo Junyi seemed not to have heard, and was still peeling oranges.

"Auntie, I see." Su Xingtong smiled sheepishly, "Jun Yi hasn't said much about me these days... I just always feel that blood is thicker than water, and I don't want to tear myself apart with them, and I won't in the future."

"What shit is blood thicker than water?" Mo Qinglian came over and sat on the sofa next to her and said, "According to this, the people who are not close to me on the road are all descendants of Chinese people. Is it useful? If he spits If I spit on my shoe, I will scold him anyway."

Su Xingtong couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and Mo Junyi was amused by his new mother's words: "Everyone is a lady, you should restrain yourself."

Mo Qinglian waved her hand: "I can be considered a village flower at most, and the word "lady is not very popular."

Mo Junyi gave the peeled oranges to Su Xingtong, and the other half to the old lady.

Seeing this, Mo Qinglian said, "Your grandma's blood sugar is high, let her eat less."

Mo Junyi explained: "Just eat half, it's fine."

The old lady immediately complained to her grandson: "Oh, look at you, you are not at home all day, your aunt will take care of it for me."

"Correct me, I have now officially become Comrade Mo Junyi's mother." Mo Qinglian grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "Also, this is all a blessing. Why didn't you think about it when you were stewed with broomsticks? Do you still have to rely on me in the future?"

The old lady felt ashamed, and immediately stopped talking when she heard the words. Su Xingtong felt sorry for her, but she also knew that this was a family matter, and she didn't know what happened back then. Besides, Mo Qinglian was only talking about it, she should be filial Still filial piety, he naturally couldn't say anything.

Mo Junyi peeled another orange and stuffed it for Mo Qinglian: "Eat something to occupy your mouth."

Mo Qinglian smiled: "No wonder it's called intergenerational relatives."

The old lady immediately opened her mouth again and said, "You can't be envious."

"I have nothing to envy. I don't take my grandson with me." Mo Qinglian snorted softly, "I have something to tell you."

The old lady froze for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"Xingtong's relatives called us to get together on the second day of junior high school." After Mo Qinglian finished speaking, the old lady's expression brightened, and she immediately added, "Bringing you here is not for you to gossip with others. Xingtong That family is all brainless and heartless vampires, Hong Zhao and Jun Yi don't know how to swear, and I can't rely on me alone. Let's just say that the wicked need to be tortured by the wicked. So, you old man, look for the status these days, and keep your prestige. , take out the posture of cursing the streets in the village back then, and teach them a lesson for these ignorant people."

The old lady didn't seem to be praising herself when she heard this: "Did you say that about your own mother?"

Mo Qinglian raised her eyelids and looked at her: "Your grandson begged you, but I didn't say it."

Mo Junyi was blamed for nothing, but the old lady immediately smiled when she heard it: "Junyi asked for it? Tell me earlier, don't worry, I will leave it to grandma."

"Hey, thank you grandma." Mo Junyi took another orange, "Eat oranges... Forget it, don't eat it if your blood sugar is high."

As he spoke, he handed the orange to Su Xingtong's mouth again.

"Thank you, grandma." Su Xingtong said something after Mo Junyi, but Mo Junyi just stuffed him with several mouthfuls of fruit, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he saw this, "If you continue to feed like this, I will also have hyperglycemia."

Qin Hongzhao came out of the kitchen with boiled pork slices, and immediately said: "Then you have to eat it as soon as possible, if you want to eat it then you won't be able to eat it."

Mo Qinglian glared at him viciously: "This is the experience of someone who has been there, isn't it?"

"That's not true." Qin Hongzhao was speechless, "You have to be happy to be happy in life."

Mo Qinglian silently rolled her eyes: "I hope you can also have this eloquence on the second day of junior high, Bureau Qin."

"I promise to complete the task." Qin Hongzhao smiled, "Team Mo please rest assured."

"Our current team Mo is not me." Mo Qinglian glanced at Mo Junyi with a smile, "Young out of blue is better than blue... let's not talk about that, let's have dinner."

There are only five people in the family including Su Xingtong, but Qin Hongzhao made thirteen flowers out of nowhere. Although the amount was not much, the old lady couldn't help but said: "There are so many things every year..."

"With so many people, it's hard to finish eating the whole carrot and cabbage during Chinese New Year?" Mo Qinglian said speechlessly.

"It's worth it." The old lady took a bite of the cold dish, "You are the head of the family now, I can't say no to you."

Mo Junyi did not take part in this "battle" at all, and served soup to people one by one with a spoon.

When it was Su Xingtong's turn, he hurriedly said, "...I'll do it myself."

Then he took the spoon from Mo Junyi's hand and served it to the two of them for a night.

Mo Qinglian just wanted to say that it is fine to let Mo Junyi come, but when she saw this, she immediately changed her mind and said: "Give Junyi Sheng to us, and Xingtong to Jun Yisheng, tsk tsk, young people just have fun."

Su Xingtong blushed, and gradually integrated into the atmosphere of their home, she couldn't help but said, "Auntie, don't talk nonsense."

Mo Qinglian smiled and said, "Okay, auntie is wrong, come and eat."

After eating a meal, it was lively and warm, not inferior to that on New Year's Eve.

People on the Internet have been saying that "the taste of the New Year has faded", but Su Xingtong has never felt it, because he doesn't even know what the taste of the New Year is, so how can he realize whether the taste of the New Year is light or not.

However, at the moment, he gradually understands the regrets of netizens - if this kind of warmth and beauty fades away with time, no one will be able to bear it, right?

Su Xingtong couldn't help sighing in his heart, but when it was time to go back to the room to rest at night, he couldn't sigh.

"...Has the quilt been washed?" Su Xingtong opened his eyes slightly, and said in disbelief, "It was only covered once last time..."

"For Chinese New Year, let's say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, but the washing machine is not big enough, so I put the spare quilts in the second round of washing, and they haven't dried yet." Mo Qinglian looked at Mo Junyi suspiciously, "But I'm not with you Did the kid say it on WeChat, you didn't tell Xingtong?"

Mo Junyi said straightforwardly, "Forgot."

The expressions of the remaining two people became subtle in an instant. Su Xingtong couldn't even believe his words with his hair. Mo Junyi knew that he didn't believe it, so he explained: "And he told me earlier that he didn't like that The red one is too heavy."

I don't like it, and it doesn't mean I want to build a cup with you, Su Xingtong slightly opened his eyes: "It's a shame, right?"

Mo Qinglian said leisurely: "Sima Zhao's heart belongs to yes, the young man has a future."

Mo Junyi coughed lightly: "That's ridiculous."

In the end, Su Xingtong had no choice but to share a bed with someone who was playing tricks.

"...Talk it in advance," Su Xingtong changed into pajamas after taking a shower, and sat on the bedside to warn, "Don't touch your feet."

Mo Junyi raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Do you not trust me or yourself?"

Su Xingtong immediately understood the meaning behind his words: "It must be you, I sleep well!"

Mo Junyi said meaningfully: "Really?"

Su Xingtong was so angry that he deliberately lifted the quilt to blow some cold air in for him to calm down, then he lay down and asked, "Can you look like a people's policeman?"

Mo Junyi now has another hobby before going to bed, and he is now relishing his Weibo chat: "Your fans say I'm very talented."

Su Xingtong couldn't bear it anymore, and patted him under the quilt: "My fans don't know the real you, and your colleagues are the same."

"So," Mo Junyi lifted up from the phone, turned to look at him and said intentionally, "Only you know the real me?"

Su Xingtong was dug into a hole by him again, his face blushed and he began to make excuses: "I'm sleepy, I need to sleep, turn off the lights quickly."

Mo Junyi felt that Su Xingtong was like a shellfish that would dig into its shell whenever something happened, but prying open the shell abruptly did not wait for the shell to willingly reveal the soft mussel meat, which was pleasing.

"Okay, it's up to you." Mo Junyi put his phone on the bedside, and regardless of the super chat that he had already watched halfway through, he raised his hand and turned off the light.

Mo Junyi completely relied on Su Xingtong, but Su Xingtong, who was clamoring for sleep just now, lost sleepiness after lying down.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a while, when a voice sounded next to him: "Can't sleep?"

Mo Junyi's bed was not small, but the two of them were covered by a quilt, if the separation between them was too wide, it would be easy to get windy.

Su Xingtong moved the right arm attached to Mo Junyi's back unnaturally: "I'm not used to it..."

Hearing this, Mo Junyi turned around, looked at his pillow in the dark and said, "Then what should we do, turn on the light?"

"Farewell, I can't fall asleep even after turning on the light." Su Xingtong yawned a little, "Tell me about your family, can you?"

"There's nothing we can't talk about." Mo Junyi looked at him quietly, "What do you want to hear?"

Su Xingtong asked curiously: "Your aunt... no, your mother and your grandma don't have a good relationship?"

"It's not bad. My grandma and my grandfather had two daughters together." Mo Junyi explained, "The older one is my own mother, and the younger one is her. There was inevitably some patriarchal thinking in the countryside at that time." , there is no boy in the family and it is easy to be bullied by some people. My grandma has always wanted to have another one, but my grandpa thinks it doesn’t matter, men and women are the same. And my grandpa is very kind, he is well-known in the village as a good old man, and he treats his children well. Scold them, let alone beat them.

But my grandma is different, she is... not easy to get along with anyway, it gets better when she gets old, but when she was young, she was a well-known cannon in the village.And she likes to hit people with her hands. My own mother and my mother don't like her very much.

My own mother's character is a bit submissive, but my mother is different, you can see her temper.When my grandma beat her when she was young, she ran away. Although they are mother and daughter, their relationship is not very good.

I also heard from her that once during the Chinese New Year, my grandfather brought her a doll from the city, which was quite rare, and a little boy from a relative’s family came. I should call him cousin, I was spoiled by my family since I was a child, and I would snatch dolls when I saw them. A bunch of adults said that my mother, you are a sister, you should let her go.Then my mother quit and beat my cousin while crying, and a group of adults couldn't stop her.My grandma was so angry that she was about to beat her up on the spot. She ran away with tears in her eyes. She ran to a family in Xiagou and stayed there for several days. She also spent the New Year in that family's house, and that house was my father's house. "

Su Xingtong was stunned: "According to this, they are childhood sweethearts?"

Hearing that his focus was so strange, Mo Junyi couldn't help laughing: "Yes, but according to my mother, she hated my father when she was young."

Although Qin Hongzhao is over 50 now, he is still considered a good-looking talent. Su Xingtong couldn't help but said, "Uncle is so nice, why?"

"Because my dad won't talk to her when he meets her." Mo Junyi also wanted to laugh when he thought about it, "She said that at that time, she always felt that my dad was short-hearted and not clear-headed. It took her a point higher than her to catch her before she came back to her senses."

Su Xingtong couldn't help laughing: "Auntie is really a man of the hour."

"She thought so too. When I was young, she told me every day that she used to be the belle of the police academy, and later she was the belle of the police station. Every man in the village had a crush on her." Mo Junyi looked at Su Xingtong softly. , "She is only 1.6 meters and dare to be so confident. Teacher Su is an international star, so I have to learn from her."

"Did you say that about your mother?" Su Xingtong patted him lightly, then added after a while, "...I know, my aunt is very good to me, as are my uncle and grandma, and I don't want you to be disappointed... I Will try to stand up."

Mo Junyi naturally hugged him halfway into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him between the eyebrows: "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

"The atmosphere in your house is really good..." Su Xingtong may be used to it after being hugged by him, and he didn't react much. After sighing half of being kissed, he realized that this person took advantage of him again, and immediately raised his eyes and stared. Looking at Mo Junyi, he said, "Hey, did we agree not to move?"

Mo Junyi's tone was innocent: "I'm just comforting you."

Su Xingtong gritted his teeth and patted the man's hand on his waist: "Who comforts someone like you?"

"Okay, stop making trouble." Mo Junyi raised his hand to cover his eyes: "After listening to the story, it's time to go to bed."

"Who made a fuss..." Su Xingtong muttered, "Are you coaxing the child?"

That's what he said, but he still adjusted his sleeping position, closed his eyes and fell asleep in Mo Junyi's arms not long after.

Every time Su Xingtong used to celebrate New Year, he always felt that time passed very slowly. Looking at the smiling faces of everyone around him and listening to the laughter from the TV, he often felt extremely boring.

But he never knew that the year could pass so quickly.

On New Year's Eve, Mo Qinglian complained about the Spring Festival Gala for the whole night, making Su Xingtong so amusing she couldn't help saying, "Auntie, you are much more interesting than the Spring Festival Gala."

"Really? I think so too." Mo Qinglian hooked the corners of her lips, "If you are in next year, remember to recommend me to the director."

Su Xingtong smiled and said, "How could I be able to attend the Spring Festival Gala? You are joking."

Mo Junyi added: "There are no absolutes, so take a gamble?"

Now Su Xingtong felt uncomfortable when he heard the word "gambling" from Mo Junyi's mouth, so he quickly refused: "No, no, I believe it."

Everyone in the room was amused by the two of them, Mo Qinglian smiled and said: "You promise him, and you won't lose a piece of meat?"

Su Xingtong shook his head like a rattle: "Auntie, you don't know, your son may have studied under some demi-immortal sect, and I never won a bet with him."

Hearing that his cheap son was so amazing, Qin Hongzhao insisted on asking them what their previous bet was.

Su Xingtong blushed and didn't want to say anything, Mo Qinglian became interested when she saw this, so the Spring Festival Gala was naturally left alone.

The atmosphere on New Year's Day was the same as the previous few days, Su Xingtong rarely slept late, but when he got up at ten o'clock, he found that Mo Qinglian was still awake.

Seeing him get up, Mo Junyi said, "What do you want to eat? You've finished what you ordered earlier. I'll cook today."

Although Su Xingtong hadn't thought it through yet, he subconsciously approached him, and he didn't even realize that there was something wrong with his actions.

After much deliberation, Su Xingtong finally came up with a dish that he wanted to eat since he was a child, but hadn't eaten it much for various reasons: "...Eat something oily and watery for Chinese New Year, braised prawns in oil?"

"Yes." Mo Junyi lived up to his expectations, "Even if he doesn't, he has to learn for you."

Su Xingtong was blushed by what he said, and after a while he whispered: "If you don't know it, go out to eat, how can you let you learn it after the Chinese New Year..."

"Huh?" Mo Junyi looked down at him deliberately and said, "What did you whisper just now?"

"I didn't say anything!" Su Xingtong knew he must have heard, "Go cook your meal."

The first day of the first lunar month passed in the deliciousness of braised prawns.

The time finally came to the much-anticipated second year of junior high school. Mo Qinglian, who hadn't gotten up too early after retiring from the second line, woke up at eight o'clock, which was rare.

Mo Junyi was very surprised: "Is the sun coming out from the west?"

Mo Qinglian found a very rich coat from the cabinet: "It's natural to make preparations early for Xingtong to support us, Hong Zhao, how about this one?"

Qin Hongzhao looked at her for a while and said, "Okay, not bad, the charm of the police flower is still there."

Mo Qinglian smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm so proud of you, this grass of yours is still young."

Su Xingtong stood aside and watched them boasting to each other, knowing that they dressed up for themselves, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart: "Are all of you policemen so good at talking?"

"Not really." Mo Junyi pointedly said, "Only our policeman is so good at coaxing his wife."

Su Xingtong immediately glared at him, and when he was about to say something, his cell phone rang, and the caller was his younger brother, Su Yuanming.

The whole room fell silent when they heard the sound. In the eyes of everyone, Su Xingtong frowned and answered the phone: "Hello?"

Su Yuanming's voice has never been flattering: "Brother, when will you and those leaders arrive?"

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