In front of Shangguan's house, when Mu Jun was about to ring the doorbell, Shangguan Qingluan stopped him with a smile, tiptoed slightly and kissed him on his lips, pushed him with a charming smile, and said softly: "I know you're in love. I don't want to see a steady old man Shangguan pick up a broom and beat someone. I will accompany you to see Professor Mo tomorrow morning."

Mu Jun insisted for a while, Shangguan Qingluan shook his head firmly.

"Remember, here is my territory, don't let me catch you." The implication is that you only allow me here.

Mu Jun called the boss Kong Lingxin. Sure enough, he worked hard as a pure grassroots person. Although he had dividends from the brothers in the dormitory to start a company, he still had to prove himself in his own way. The New Year will be coming tomorrow and he is still working overtime today.

The two brothers found a tavern that they often went to when they were in school. They drank until midnight and talked about everything that was worth remembering in the past. It seemed that now a secretary and a golden collar were nothing but worth mentioning on the surface. Everything that had been left in memory is something worth remembering, the best food to serve, and the two brothers could find the line in the past.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Kong Lingxin took a plane home for the New Year, and Mu Jun's flight ticket was also handled by Shangguan Qingluan. When he arrived at the airport, he could get it directly by looking for xx. In Shanghai, this little thing would not hurt her. The plane flew directly to the Ice City of Heizhou Province at twelve o'clock noon.

A light outfit with a cute little look, this is a change of Shangguan Qingluan who is willing to appear in a fox-like state. It adds a cuteness and purity that needs careful consideration to discover in this still sexy and enchanting way, just for the loveliness of a person.

Holding Mu Jun's arm, I finally had the state of hope. The once proud persistence seemed stupid at this moment. It is more comfortable to have than not own. No one can guarantee that he has for the rest of his life. Instead of considering the illusory things in the future, it is better to enjoy owning the present.

"My dad said, don't let him see you, otherwise you will definitely break your legs." Shangguan Qingluan leaned happily on Mu Jun's shoulder and strolled in the university town. The once noisy place is now extremely cold. Only scattered residents embellish the festive New Year. Ninety percent of the shops are closed. Walking on the streets, the clear snowflakes seem to have become the most suitable love environment for boyfriends and girlfriends.

"You really don't buy anything?" Looking at the familiar employee family building in front of you, Shangguan Qingluan looked at each other's empty hands, and was not used to it.

"Buy it, why don't you buy it?" Mu Jun raised his legs and walked into the grocery store next to the road, bought a lot of small food yogurt jelly, filling two shopping bags.

The old man with a quaint and bookish atmosphere was full of silver hair, with a cold face, and a look of being kept away from others thousands of miles away, sitting upright on the sofa in the main seat. A little girl like a porcelain doll sat upright on the sofa holding a bottle of yogurt and watching TV. The old man stared at the TV but definitely didn't notice the content inside. The little girl watched with relish because the picture was played with cartoons that children liked.

The amiable short and fat old woman opened the door and saw that it was Mu Jun and Shangguan Qingluan, and a more kind smile appeared on her face: "Mu Tou, little bird, come in quickly."

Sometimes, nicknames are not derogatory, but more of a manifestation that everyone feels friendly.

"Old man, who is here?" The old woman shouted at the serious old man. When she saw that it was Mu Jun, the old man smiled rarely. Although he was stiff, he was still hard.

"Yaya, come." Mu Jun seemed very natural, without any intention of being a guest. He was far less formal and restrained than Shangguan Qingluan. He raised the two plastic bags in his hand and signaled to the eight or nine-year-old girl who was watching the cartoon.

The little girl jumped down from the sofa, rushed to Mu Jun in a few steps, raised her arms and smiled: "Brother Mu!"

"You must call uncle." Mu Jun supported the little girl Yaya with his arm, and handed the two bags of small food in his hand to Shangguan Qingluan.

"Tsk, she calls grandpa grandpa as a godfather, you want to take advantage of us." If it weren't for the tender voice, you wouldn't believe that a nine-year-old girl would say such things.

"Hahaha..." Mu Jun hugged Yaya for a few times, pinched her nose pamperedly before sitting down, and greeted the cold and serious old man seriously: "Teacher, how is your heart going recently? Is it okay?"

"Well, it works, otherwise I would faint after listening to your boy's news day by day."

Moriheng, a visiting professor at Fudan University and an economist in the south, is known as Zhuo Xuan's grandfather, and is called Mo Beizhuo in the south. He has a slightly different focus. Mr. Zhuo is biased towards politics and pays more attention to the country's important tools in terms of economy, and is considered an orthodox school. Professor Mo has received Western education and has always been in a coastal city of reform and opening up. He focuses on economic development in pure financial fields. He is considered a reformist school. He is relatively radical. He always thinks that the economy is the economy and is an independent relationship between buying and selling. As a ruling party, he should neither dominate nor be dominated. Because of this theory, he is respected but has always been a maverick, and it is difficult to get the status of Mr. Zhuo. He himself doesn't care. He is content with a few disciples who think they are good. He is considered a relatively special Qingliu.

"The teacher is the teacher, the news is really good. I haven't taken action yet, you already know." Mu Jun smiled and played with Yaya's swooping braid. Yaya didn't care. She leaned comfortably in Mu Jun's arms to watch TV. From time to time, she would look at Shangguan Qingluan. Her little appearance made you laugh and cry. She thought she was showing off to Shangguan Qingluan that she occupied the most comfortable position.

Professor Mo's children have not come back yet. This is a kind of convention. On the morning of New Year's Eve, there will be some relatively intimate visits. Children who have made great achievements in the financial field need to make time and space for their fathers, and they also have to welcome or visit them. Therefore, at this time, the Mo family only has these two old and one young, and they have a high degree of freedom of conversation and there is no need to be any taboos.

"You kid stick your butt out, I know what you want to shit. Your bad temper has not changed at all. But fortunately, don't know the southeast, southwest and northeast after being an official for a few days." Professor Mo snorted, and he could hear that he was very satisfied.

"How about I come to Shanghai? Teacher, please arrange a place for me and I will get it directly to the main place before going down." Mu Jun joked, and Professor Mo gave him a look: "Then you will not be worthy of entering this house."

Mu Jun said seriously: "I will go, but not now, Beijing, I am looking forward to it now."

Professor Mo picked up the cigarette from the coffee table, and Yaya looked at him without continuing to be a supervisor.

"If you don't become this teacher, just by looking at the career path, it's a pity that you can't achieve such results in three months. No matter where you are, the Xi family has given you a comprehensive consideration. Grassroots work is now so remarkable. It doesn't matter if you take a shortcut from the department to the deputy department. If you sit in the provincial government office, you can go directly to work as a deputy position after a year and a half, and take it within two years..."

"I'm not going to be an official, my master's wife, I'm hungry, I have anything to eat." Mu Jun chuckled and put Yaya down and stood up and rushed into the kitchen.

"Bird, come here to drink Eight Treasure Porridge." If Professor Mo is somewhat resistant to Shangguan Qingluan because of her family, then Professor Mo's wife is completely opposite to him. She is very close to Shangguan Qingluan and Zhuo Xuan, and both girls are willing to taste her skills.

"You little brat, you still need to grow up. When you don't need to avoid it, you are qualified to go to Beijing again." Professor Mo murmured, and was heard by his granddaughter. Yaya pouted her mouth and pointed to the clean ashtray on the coffee table and said to her grandfather: "Grandpa..."

Professor Mo is also the best in the team of stubborn and stubborn temper. No one can control him. But one thing can be used to cure the stubborn old man with a small look. He took a sip and quickly slapped the cigarette and said, "It's really time for the stinky brat to sit at home."

The doorbell rang again, and the rhythm was very slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing the owner. Mu Jun looked up at the clock hanging on the wall. It was only eight o'clock, who would have been so early?

One man and one woman, the man is very imposing, looks very ordinary, and looks in his early forties, but if you look at those eyes alone, you will feel that you should be older, wearing a well-fitting suit, and the things you carry in your hands are also casual, just two small boxes of tea, but Mu Jun knows that this kind of tea packaged is worth a thousand gold. He once saw it at Bai Bai's house, and Bai Bai's old man regards it as a treasure.

The woman made Mu Jun feel very stunning. The restrained charming beauty compared Shangguan Qingluan and the charm of Zhuo Xuan. It was not that the two girls were inferior to her, but they didn’t have enough experience and did not have too complicated stories, and there was a trace of time.

A woman you said she didn't feel like she was flattering at 25 or 6 o'clock.

A woman who you say she is thirty-one or thirty-five or six are possible.

A height of about 170 cm and a perfect figure adds a lot of points. The facial features are not outstanding, but it has a unique attractive feeling, which makes you unconsciously attracted to her. The faint perfume smell on your body will not make people feel disgusted. It has a very popular style in every move. Even Professor Mo, who has always been harsh on women, showed any disgust towards her. However, Xiao Yaya frowned, jumped down from the sofa and grabbed two large bags of small food and ran into her room.

"Kaifeng, come and introduce it to you."

The handsome man showed a serious expression on his face when he heard this. Over the years, Professor Mo has introduced himself solemnly that kind of strange person. Even if he is not Long Teng Jiuxiao, he is also a strong hermit. Are these two young people in front of him the juniors of a big family?
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