There was a burst of firecrackers, and the birds on the mountain were frightened and fled around.

Looking at the small mound without a tombstone, Mo Jingchun stood up and patted the soil on his knees.

Candy on the side grabbed his brother's pants and stood up.

The little guy rubbed his knees. Mo Jingchun touched the little guy's head and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Candy thought for a while and said:

"A little bit."

"Brother, why isn't it snowing at home? I really want to have a snowball fight."

Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "Don't worry, the weather forecast says it will snow tomorrow."

"Look, the sky is foggy."

Candy looked up through the branches and looked at the sky. The sky was indeed foggy.

"Let's go home and clean up."

"Oh~ what about the fruit?"

"Of course I'm helping my brother~"

"But...but in kindergarten, the teacher never let Guoer sweep the floor."

"Guo'er just tell me whether you can help your brother or not."

"help!"

On the way back, Mo Jingchun was thinking about the problem.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

It’s time to erect a monument for my parents.

But this matter still needs to be discussed with the uncle and several uncles.

According to the custom in my hometown, it will take time to erect the monument.

In addition to erecting a monument, Mo Jingchun also planned to take this opportunity to repair the tomb.

In the evening, after having dinner early, Mo Jingchun took his little follower to the uncle's house.

On the large table in all directions, we had just finished eating, and the dishes and chopsticks had not yet been cleared away.

Mo Jingchun's uncle, Mo Changyou, drank hot tea.

After listening to Mo Jingchun's words, Mo Changyou also nodded seriously.

"It's time to erect a monument for your parents."

"I'll go talk to some of them tomorrow."

"If the time is suitable, we will erect the monument during the first month of the year, and everyone will be at home."

"Thank you, uncle."

Baji took a sip of the plain water candy and quickly said childishly:

"Thank you, uncle."

"Hahaha, candies are still so cute."

Mo Jingchun took the water glass handed over by the little guy and placed it on the table.

After organizing his words, Mo Jingchun said: "Let's do this, uncle."

"Please help me run a little tomorrow so that some uncles can come to my house for lunch."

"Let my brothers come too."

"I have made a fortune in the past two years, so there is no reason not to marry me."

"In the end, we are still a family. We are all descendants of grandpa, and the same blood flows in our bodies."

Mo Changyou's hands trembled slightly as he held the thermos cup.

Mo Xiaofeng, who was sitting on the other side of the square table, even widened his eyes.

Mo Changyou shakily took out a pack of cigarettes and was about to smoke.

Seeing Candy's curious eyes, he put the cigarette back again.

In the past two years, especially the last year, people around me have been gossiping a lot.

Even my own family members have people to talk to.

If he and Lao Si hadn't kept pressing him, they might have borrowed money from Xiaochun directly.

"Yeah."

Mo Changyou was filled with emotions.

Well, everyone is a little selfish.

This is human nature.

But most of the time, most people remain rational.

The best result of bringing everyone together to make money is to let Xiaochun speak for herself.

In this way, everyone will live in harmony and not become incommunicado.

After Mo Jingchun took the little guy back while it was still bright.

Mo Xiaofeng excitedly said to his father: "Dad, Xiaochun is finally enlightened."

The daughter-in-law on the side also smiled and said: "I know Xiaochun is an honest child."

After Mo Jingchun left, Mo Changyou took out a cigarette and started smoking.

Take a deep breath and spit it out slowly.

After a long time, Mo Changyou said to his son and daughter-in-law seriously:

"Just listen tomorrow. Since Xiaochun has explained it, he must have a plan in mind."

"Don't be stupid like a donkey and take it for granted."

"Remember, watch more and learn more and talk less at noon tomorrow."

Mo Xiaofeng and his wife looked at each other and thought for a moment, the old man was right.

Anyway, with the old man here, Xiaochun can still lose a share of them.

"Dad, don't worry, I will just eat tomorrow. As long as Xiaochun doesn't ask me, I will never speak."

It’s the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are only two days left before New Year’s Eve.

Candy got up in the morning, drank a bottle of milk, climbed into bed and continued to sleep.

With Baozi as a warm baby, sleeping is especially sweet.

Especially the snoring sound of Baozi can make people fall asleep quickly.

In the kitchen, Mo Jingchun, wearing an apron, was busy preparing lunch.

At around nine o'clock, the eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law came over talking and laughing.

"Xiaochun, my dad asked us to help you light the fire."

It was said that it was lunch, but what Mo Jingchun didn't expect was that at around ten o'clock, the uncle and the others all came.

Mo Jingchun wiped the water on his hands and said to his sister-in-law with a smile:

"Sister-in-law, help me look at the fire, and I'll wake Guo'er up."

"go Go."

I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but no one brought their children today.

Mo Jingchun patted the quilt and opened the curtains.

"Guo'er, get up and get ready to eat."

"Well, Guo'er, why did you let Baozi sleep on the bed again?"

Hearing the voice of the great master, Baozi jumped out of bed consciously.

Otherwise, waiting for it will be holding your neck again.

Candy sat up and rubbed his eyes drowsily.

"Brother, what time is it?"

"It's past ten o'clock."

"Oh~"

"Is it snowing already?"

"not yet."
To be continued...