Goddess routine

Mo Xiaobei stayed in the hospital for three days, but he couldn't stand the smell and was discharged.

It just so happened that it was almost past the chicken stove, which was the new year.The number of people who originally worked in the city gradually decreased, and as the New Year approached, a massive migration was carried out across the country.

The swallows have returned to the south. Although the city they live in is only a second-level city, the city is slowly becoming an empty city.

Cities are empty like before the end of the world.Mo Xiaobei drove back to his hometown with a whole trunk.

On the day she was about to leave, a silver CHR was waiting downstairs at her house. As soon as she opened the door, she saw it slowly following.

It's so obvious that it's hard for her not to know who's inside.

She sighed, and walked to the car, and she saw a little black bear and Monkey King next to him who could get a golden cudgel at the first sight.

"You mother and daughter's clothes are too different. One is wearing such a thick down jacket, and the other is only wearing a thick coat... Are you in the same season?"

"Anyway, there is heating in the car."

The people in the car didn't seem surprised that she saw through her intentions at a glance.Lying on the car window frame, he smiled brightly at her. "Mr. Mo, can you take us in, we are homeless."

You don't look like you're homeless when you smile.

Mo Xiaobei complained secretly in her heart, sighed helplessly, and said nothing, let the big and small cars park in the garage, got into her car, brought people and goods, and went back to her hometown for the New Year together.

People in Huaxia are actually very family-loving. When the new year is over, they are like swallows who can't wait to fly to the south when winter hits, and return to their nests one after another.

When they drove all the way, they met many people riding motorcycles and bringing their families home for the New Year.

Many of them are migrant workers. They wear bloated cotton-padded clothes, and their trouser legs are covered with mud. They use snakeskin bags to tie up instant noodles and water to eat along the road, and drive all the way back to their homes from the southernmost city.

During the Spring Festival travel season, many people do not know how to book tickets online or by phone, and they often cannot get train tickets.

And even if you get it, the train ticket without any discount costs 400 yuan. For those who only make more than 100 yuan a day in the construction team, they are reluctant to part with the money.

So these people became swallows returning home during the Spring Festival in groups, and they could move from the south to the north for more than 100 yuan.

Because of the heavy snow, when they were on the highway, they encountered an unprecedented traffic jam.

The traffic police were evacuating, and there were complaints everywhere on the congested expressway. After complaining, they complained about the cold and eagerness to find food.

Mo Xiaobei had anticipated this situation a long time ago, so she had the foresight to buy a small stove with electricity storage and some chopped ingredients in her trunk.

When the people outside the car were freezing and hungry and swearing, she calmly took out the small stove and cooked a pot of pork ribs and preserved egg porridge for the big ones in the car to eat.

In this regard, she is more reliable than a hundred men.

No, such a comparison is meaningless, Mo Xiaobei is Mo Xiaobei, she will not become someone else, and it doesn't matter her gender, she is just her.

Sitting in the well-heated car, Su Ziqing hugged her to serve porridge in a plastic bowl, looked out at the messy scene, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Compared with the women outside who bargain with vendors for the price of a bag of instant noodles with their children in their arms, she is really much happier.

That money, dear, in this case, it is of no use.

***

They drove back to Mo Xiaobei's hometown after being stuck in a traffic jam for a whole day.

At that time, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and it was extremely cold in the cold night, and a thin layer of floating ice was formed on the road. Mo Xiaobei drove the car behind the door of her house, opened the door gently, and put the sleeping soundly The little girl came out.

The dogs in the village were barking one after another, and she softly said to the people around her, "Let's go."

She nodded slightly, took the flashlight from the car, stuck it to her side and walked home together.

The light of the flashlight is a dismal white that can be seen far away.

She started walking this way home when she was in elementary school, and she has actually walked it many times.She knew exactly where to go to avoid those nasty catkins, and where to go to reach fresh mulberries.

There's actually no need to turn on the flashlight.

Seeing her stepping forward and stepping shallowly without forgetting to show her the way, Mo Xiaobei wanted to persuade her, but after thinking about it, she finally gave up.

She is very clear about this path, but she is still not very clear.It is also possible to let her light up and remember the way first.

When she reached the door of her house, before she had time to knock on the door, the door opened by itself.

Her younger brother, who is now the pillar of the family, a big boy of 1.8 meters, looked down at her, and the surprise in his eyes overflowed instantly.

He opened the door wide, pulled her in happily and said, "Sister, I was about to go out to pick you up! Why did you come back by yourself?"

"Keep your voice down. My parents are already asleep, what should I do if I wake them up?"

She hugged the child, dragged the child's mother inside, and said to her brother, "Go to sleep, I'll take care of it myself."

"It's okay. I'm a night owl. I've been writing papers every day recently. I have a headache. I only get inspiration at night."

Her brother smiled very honestly, led them to the living room and turned on the air conditioner, then dutifully ran back and forth to boil hot water for them to drive away the cold.

She has been taking care of her younger siblings since she was a child, so although he has been living with his parents, he has never touched her father's gambling temper.

On the contrary, he is very obedient and sensible. He was admitted to a polytechnic college in the capital, completed his undergraduate degree all the way, successfully secured his postgraduate studies, and is now doing an internship in the provincial power supply bureau.

Seeing him rushing to tidy up their sleeping room regardless of dissuasion, Su Ziqing sighed, "Your brother is quite similar to you, but he is too delicate and seems to be quieter than you. There are still boys like this, It's really rare."

"He has been with us since he was a child and played with girls. He has never had much contact with same-sex friends. He is not boyish in character."

Her brother is obviously a boy, but his eyebrows are slender as if painted, and his face is slapped with double eyelids. People will believe that he is a girl.

As soon as Mo Xiaobei saw his face, he remembered the time when he secretly took him out to play when he was a child, but was beaten by his mother when he came back.

When people grow up, they always have to be nostalgic.

When I was pregnant, I felt hurt and wanted to cry.

She hasn't been home for a long time.

It's not just because other people's family was happy and happy when she went back, but she was alone. It was because she didn't know how to face her parents when she went back.

She is already 33, and she will be 34 during Chinese New Year.

37 is left in the village, she is the age of her grandson, and she is not married yet, so she will inevitably be gossiped about.

When she went back, she would be nagged by these three aunts and six women, her ears were really callused, so she simply didn't go home.

Her mother was still nagging her behind those three aunts and six wives at first, but after she really hadn't been home for several years, every time she called her, she didn't mention the matter of getting her married.

Perhaps in the dimness, she has also realized that her daughter is different from others.

As for why it is different.

Maybe she had some calculations in her heart, but she didn't dare to think about it.

Her brother hastily arranged the sleeping room for them, and was about to make tea and cook for them, when Mo Xiaobei pushed his back into his own room. "Okay, okay, go to sleep, it's getting late."

Her brother was a bit reluctant, but he still couldn't hold her back, so he could only go back to his room and sleep.

After working for a few years, she paid for the family to renovate the house, and built a new floor on the original foundation, turning it into a three-story bungalow.

The second floor has good lighting, so a study and two rooms are reserved for the two sisters.The third floor was reserved for her brother, and the two rooms next door were used as a study and the other as a storage room for him, so that he would not be able to find where the ball was when he played basketball every day.

But her younger sister got married during the National Day last year, so the room on the second floor was always empty.

When they went up, Mo Xiaobei thoughtfully left the warmer side near the east for the big one to take a nap, and slept next door by himself.

But just after she took off her clothes, turned off the light and closed her eyes, someone suddenly lifted her quilt.

The vigilance of being single for so many years scared her out of her wits. She quickly opened her eyes, but saw Su Ziqing's beautiful face.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaobei was puzzled by her behavior of coming to look for her instead of sleeping with her daughter.He frowned and said, "You came out, leave a little alone, isn't she afraid?"

"When she was at home, she slept alone. It has been a year or two, and she brought it up by herself. Besides, I have a cold body, and every time I sleep with her, I will bump into her, so it is easy to lose She woke it up. Isn't your bed the only place where you can sleep, or I'll still be looking for your brother?"

For this matter, she spoke eloquently.

Let Mo Xiaobei try to find a chance to push her out, but he can't.He could only distribute half of the quilt to her depressedly.

He moved to the side and said coldly, "Go to sleep."

"Okay." She agreed well, but fell asleep, so she rolled to her side and hung on her body.

Mo Xiaobei had to open his eyes. "What are you doing?"

"It's okay." She agreed that it was okay, but her hand was still hanging on her arm, and she didn't let go, and slowly leaned on her shoulder tentatively.

Mo Xiaobei could vaguely understand what was wrong with her.

She remembered that when she was in the third year of high school, she brought a large bouquet of gardenias from home in the early morning.She distributed them to everyone in the class one by one, and when it was her turn, she deliberately smiled apologetically at her, "I'm sorry, there are no more."

She nodded in astonishment, and could only accept the fact that she was so unlucky.

Just as she was about to walk away, she saw another white rose with dew on the petals conjured from the palm of her hand. She smiled at her and said, "I still have this, do you want it?"

The author has something to say: the white rose is the flower that woos first love.