Technology overlord starts with baby

"Xiaochun~"

"Xiaochun~"

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

"Hey, sir."

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

"Are you up? It's getting late, and it's time to set off when you're ready, or you won't be able to catch the first meal."

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

Mo Jingchun, who came back to the bed, looked at his candy lying on the bed with a smile on his face innocently, Mo Jingchun said silently: "My sister is still young, so you can just be silly when you get up, anyway, she looks pretty good. So cute."

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

Besides, as long as you put on the pink furry rabbit ear hat, who knows that the little guy still has a bunch of stupid hair on his head that can't stand it.

Mo Jingchun picked up the cute pink plush rabbit ear hat on the bedside and put it on the little guy, carrying the canvas bag that was prepared last night, 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 cement road, I hadn’t noticed much in the past two days. The cement road my father hired someone to repair a few years ago has cracked and peeled off in many places, especially the side near the river.

The concrete road that was already cracked, under the tension of rainwater and river water, cracks two or three centimeters wide were cracked in the largest places.

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

Mo Jingchun tried to kick him with his foot, but he remained motionless.

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

"Let's find someone to fix it after the next year. I can't go home later, because the road is gone."

The candy in Mo Jingchun's arms was not at all interested in the cracks in the concrete 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 was coming from.

"uncle."

"Coming." Mo Jingchun nodded.

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

Today's Mo Changyou changed into clean and tidy new clothes, not particularly nice new clothes, but very clean and tidy, making people look very comfortable.

And 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 eighteen yuan.

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

On the highway, more and more people gathered. Mo Jingchun counted, including himself and his sister Tangtang, there were 19 people.

Everyone didn't look like they were 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 shrine.

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

Twenty-three 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 firecrackers were crackling, and Mo Jingchun covered his sister Tangtang's face with his hands, in case any firecrackers exploded on her sister Tangtang's face.

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

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

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

And Mo Jingchun was standing in the yard with his sister Tangtang in his arms, and didn't 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 from the host's house, like a curtain.

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

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

"good."

On the ground where the guests kowtowed, the host specially placed two old quilts.

Mo Jingchun walked into the living room alone, made a sign of the cross, and knelt on the quilt. In an instant, all the elders and juniors in sackcloth 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 all black.

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

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

Mo Jingchun hugged the little guy who had returned to his arms, and followed the uncle's steps closely.

"Xiao Chun, you have to remember that no matter it's a happy event or a private matter, when you pay the account, you must see that the accountant's name and amount are all right before giving them the money."

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

In front of the dilapidated table, sat two accountants, one was in charge of keeping accounts, and the other was in charge of counting and collecting money.

"Mo Changyou, two hundred."

Seeing that there was no problem with the ledger, Mo Changyou nodded and gave up his seat to Mo Jingchun to pay the gift money.

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

The 500 yuan was exchanged from the uncle.

Before the accountant could do the accounting, a rough hand slapped Mo Jingchun on the head, and Mo Jingchun was stunned.

Mo Jingchun, who turned his head, looked at the uncle with a puzzled face, how could he beat him when he was doing well.

Mo Changyou gave Mo Jingchun a hard look, and originally wanted to say, "There is no reason to keep accounts and keep dead people."

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

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

Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, as if a needle had been pricked in his heart, the pain was excruciating.

The accountant wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses left Mo Jingchun aside, and asked Mo Changyou, "Is he the fourth son of your family, Mo Changan's son?"

Mo Changyou smiled and said, "I made you laugh. He is a university student in Beijing. He doesn't understand any rules, so just remember his name, Mo Jingchun."

The accountant shook his head, and while keeping accounts, he said, "It's normal, no one taught it, young people don't know."

After paying the gift money, Mo Jingchun seemed a little silent, not in a good 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 pulled her to the table with her.

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

PS: Thank you Yansuoyunlou Yunsuoyan, Chuhua, first earn a reward of 100 million. (^^*)