Tech overlords start with a baby

Chapter 67 I sit at the women's table
"Xiaochun~"

"Xiaochun~"

Mo Jingchun, who was still embarrassed by the bunch of dumb hair on the little guy's forehead, heard the shout of the uncle Mo Changyou, Mo Jingchun quickly got up and ran to the window to respond.

"Eh, sir."

Mo Changyou, who was smoking, coughed twice, coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, and spat out more than two meters in one breath.

"Are you up? It's getting late. It's time to leave when you're ready, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the first shift."

Mo Jingchun responded loudly: "I'm already up, I'll come down soon."

Mo Jingchun, who returned to the bed, looked at his candy lying on the bed with a smile on his face innocently, Mo Jingchun silently secretly said: "My little sister is still young, just stay stunned, anyway, she still looks Weirdly cute."

You see, the little guy is not smiling very happily.

Besides, as long as you wear a pink furry rabbit ear hat, who knows that there will be a bunch of dull hair on the little guy's head that can't survive.

Mo Jingchun picked up the cute pink plush rabbit ear hat on the bedside and put it on the little guy, carried the canvas bag that had been prepared last night, and carried the little guy downstairs.

After confirming that the back door of the kitchen was locked, Mo Jingchun locked the door and walked along the cement road with the little guy to the uncle's house.

Walking on the concrete road, I hadn't noticed much in the past two days. The concrete road that my father asked someone to repair a few years ago had cracked and shelled out in many places, especially the side by the river, which was particularly serious.

Under the tension of rainwater and river water, the cracked concrete road has cracked two or three centimeters wide in the largest place.

If there is no manual intervention, I am afraid that in the rainy season this summer, the cement road may still face the risk of being washed away.

Mo Jingchun tried to kick with his foot, but didn't move.

But the frown on Mo Jingchun's face did not ease at all.

"After the year, let's find someone to repair it. I can't go home in the future, and the way is gone."

The candy in Mo Jingchun's arms was not at all interested in the cracks in the cement road, but the sound of the stream in the river made the little guy keep shaking his head, trying to find out where the sound came from.

"uncle."

"Come on." Mo Jingchun nodded.

"You wait for me for a while, I'll change into clean shoes."

Today's Mo Changyou has put on a clean and tidy new clothes. It is not a particularly beautiful new clothes, but it is very clean and tidy, which makes people look very comfortable.

The clean shoes that Mo Changyou said were not shiny leather shoes, but a pair of old-fashioned Jiefang shoes that had been worn for only 18 yuan.

"Go, drop by and call your second sister-in-law and the others."

On the road, more and more people gathered. Mo Jingchun counted 19 people, including himself and his sister Candy.

Everyone didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, as if they were waiting for someone.

After more than ten minutes, Mo Jingchun finally knew who and what everyone was waiting for.

A wreath, and gongs and drums in the ancestral hall.

The deceased old man Liu's house was not too far away, only more than two miles away. When standing on the road waiting for people, Mo Jingchun could hear the sound of firecrackers coming from that direction.

23 people walked for more than ten minutes, approaching the chief's house, Mo Jingchun's third uncle held a wreath and walked at the front of the line, and the uncle and the others also picked up the gongs and drums, and beat rhythmically.

The sound of firecrackers crackled, and Mo Jingchun protected his sister Candy's face with his hands to prevent firecrackers from blowing up on his sister Candy's face.

For Mo Jingchun's protection, this guy still looked unhappy, and with one hand, the little guy couldn't see it.

After the firecrackers were set off, Mo Jingchun used it to protect his sister's right hand. Looking at the uncle and the others who were still beating gongs and drums, the little guy opened his mouth wide, showing an expression he had never seen before.

The uncle, who was beating gongs and drums, walked into the living room of the master's house, circled around the old man's coffin a few times, and then came out.

And Mo Jingchun stood in the yard holding his sister candy and did not go in.

In the yard, you can see the living room, but you can't see the big red coffin, because the front of the coffin is covered by a very large white cloth, like a curtain.

After the uncle came out, he reached out and hugged the candy.

"Go, go kowtow, and when you come out, I'll take you to the accountant to pay the gift money."

"it is good."

On the ground where the guests kowtowed, the host deliberately put two old quilts.

Mo Jingchun walked into the living room alone, made a cross, and knelt on the quilt. In an instant, the elderly and juniors who were wearing linen and mourning fell to their knees.

After kowtowing, Mo Jingchun got up and quickly helped everyone up.

Mo Jingchun deeply knew how painful it was to kneel on the ground for a long time. After three days, his knees were pitch black.

In the yard, after seeing Mo Jingchun come out, Mo Changyou nodded to Mo Jingchun.

"Come with me to Mr. Accountant to pay the gift."

Mo Jingchun hugged the little guy who was back in his arms and followed the steps of the uncle.

"Xiaochun, you have to remember that no matter if it's a happy event or something, when you pay the bill, you must see that the accountant's name and amount are all right, and then give them the money."

"Sometimes, mistakes are inevitable. At this time, it's up to you."

In front of the dilapidated table, there were two accountants, one in charge of bookkeeping and the other in charge of counting and collecting money.

"Mo Changyou, two hundred."

Mo Changyou saw that there was no problem in the ledger, he nodded, and gave up his seat to let Mo Jingchun pay the gift.

Without thinking about it, Mo Jingchun just blurted out, "Mo Changan, 500."

The 500 yuan was exchanged from the uncle.

Before the accountant could record the accounts, a big rough hand slapped Mo Jingchun on the head, causing Mo Jingchun to be stunned.

Mo Jingchun, who turned his head, looked at the uncle with a puzzled look on his face, so good, how could he hit him.

Mo Changyou gave Mo Jingchun a stern look, and wanted to say, "How can there be a reason for keeping accounts and keeping people dead."

But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

"Remember next time, you are the head of the family, and your name will be recorded in the bookkeeping."

Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, as if he had been pricked by a needle in his heart, and his heart ached.

The accountant wearing a pair of reading glasses turned away from Mo Jingchun and asked Mo Changyou, "Is he the fourth son of your family, Mo Changan's son?"

Mo Changyou smiled and said, "I'll make you laugh. I'm still a college student in Beijing. I don't understand the rules at all, so just remember his name, Mo Jingchun."

The accountant shook his head, kept the accounts, and said, "It's normal, no one teaches, how can young people know."

After paying the gift money, Mo Jingchun seemed a little silent and in a bad mood.

"Xiaochun, sit at a table with us. Your uncle and the others want to drink, so don't join in the fun." Mo Jingchun's second sister-in-law grabbed Mo Jingchun's arm and brought her to the table with her.

At the dining table, everyone was talking and laughing, but in the main living room there was crying.

PS: Thanks to Yansuo Yunlou Yunsuoyan, the first words, and the first to earn a reward of hundreds of millions. (^^*)
(End of this chapter)