After a while, the phone rang, and it was the news from Mo Qing.

Jiang Ke slid his finger on the phone screen and his expression froze slightly when he saw the picture Mo Qing sent.

Mo Qing posted a picture of eating hot pot. Taken from her perspective, you can see Min Chang and Min Chenghuai's grandson, and Min Chang is picking up food for her.

After staring at the picture for a long time, the color of Jiang Ke's eyes became darker and darker.

At this time, the phone vibrated again.

【Come to eat?】

Jiang Ke stared at those three words and looked back and forth. After a while, he turned off the phone screen, put it in his pocket, took out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth.

He never replied again.

*

Huichun Pavilion, living room on the second floor.

Under Min Chenghuai's words, Min Chang poured the freshly blanched beef into Mo Qing's bowl and found that her food was barely moved. She had been playing with her mobile phone.

After being stunned for a moment, Min Chang asked: "Don't you want to eat?"

"eat."

After waiting for a long time for a reply, Mo Qing finally put down the phone and picked up the chopsticks.

"It's better to eat more." Min Chenghuai was very pleased, "I'll cook the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow."

Min Chang retorted mercilessly: "Take it easy, I'm an old man, don't cause trouble."

"Who are you talking to?" Min Chenghuai picked up the chopsticks and hit Min Chang on the head. "You should be in order and respect your elders. Is this how you treated your aunt when I was away?"

Min Chang ran away with his head in his hands and moved two places to avoid Min Cheng's chopsticks.

He is so miserable.

Although Min Chenghuai's health is getting better and better, and his energy is getting better and better, as a protector, Min Chenghuai only cares about his good aunt, and he will only be beaten.

However, Mo Qing was happy to watch the show.

Min Chang felt that Mo Qing regarded "Min Chenghuai beating him" as one of her entertainment programs every day.

Min Chang sighed in his heart, and asked Mo Qing politely: "Grandma Guzu, what do you want to eat for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Mo Qing hesitated for a moment: "Begging Chicken, can you do it?"

"Yes." Min Chang nodded.

Mo Qing added slowly: "Two."

Min Chang originally wanted to ask, can you finish eating two, but with Min Chenghuai standing by, he didn't dare to say anything even if he gave him ten thousand courages, so he obediently agreed.

…

The next day is New Year's Eve.

Under the supervision of Min Chenghuai and Min Chang, they worked in the kitchen together, kneading dough, chopping meat, making dumplings, killing chickens, making soup, making soup stock... In short, they were so busy that their feet never touched the floor.

Mo Qing is painting in the consultation room.

She studied calligraphy and painting - forced by Jiang Yan.

At that time, she had just followed Jiang Yan and was literate, but she had never read a book and her handwriting looked like a dog crawling.

She had just come into contact with the outside world and was full of hostility towards everything. She was only better in front of Jiang Yan and Adjutant Mo, and Adjutant Mo's handwriting was really not that good, so Jiang Yan wanted her to practice calligraphy and had to teach her personally.

During that period, no matter how busy Jiang Yan was, he would still spend an hour every day to supervise her calligraphy practice.

I learned painting later when I had nothing to do at Imperial University.

However, the learning time was short and the level was not very good.

After staying in the consultation room for eight hours, from dawn to dusk, Mo Qing scrapped countless pieces of paper, and finally drew one that he was satisfied with, signed it, and folded it up.

"Knock knock knock."

"Eat-" Min Chang opened the door, and in the middle of his words, he was shocked by the paper balls on the floor, "What are you doing?"

Mo Qing put away the painting, glanced at him lightly, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, it's time to eat." Min Chang said, "Your beggar's chicken has just been cooked."

Mo Qing said: "Leave one for me."

"night snack?"

"Giving it away."

Hearing what she said, Min Chang didn't know what to say and said "Oh".

Min Chang worked hard all day and prepared a large table of New Year's Eve dinner, which had everything from sea, land and air. It was extremely sumptuous. The beggar's chicken that Mo Qing ordered was placed in the middle, with an attractive color.

Mo Qing, Min Chang, and Min Chenghuai finished the New Year's Eve dinner at around seven o'clock.

Min Chang cleared the table and asked Mo Qing if he wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Mo Qing refused, saying he wanted to go out. Not surprised, Min Chang went back to the kitchen and took the packed New Year's Eve dinner to Mo Qing.

Min Chang asked: "Should I leave a door open for you?"

Mo Qing said: "No need."

As for the door lock of Huichun Pavilion, it was something she could completely ignore.

However, Min Chang thought she would not come back at night. After thinking for a moment, he took out a red envelope from his pocket: "New Year's money. Grandpa asked me to prepare it for you. I should have given it to you tomorrow morning."

But he didn't know when Mo Qing would come back.

"oh."

Mo Qing hadn't thought about receiving the lucky money, so he took it with some novelty. After looking at it twice, he put the red envelope in his pocket.

*

After leaving the door of Huichun Pavilion, a cold wind suddenly hit me, accompanied by snow particles.

Mo Qing squinted his eyes, looked up, and saw snowflakes flying all over the sky. The night was dark, the streets were quiet, and the street lights were on alone. When the wind blew, the dead leaves on the ground were picked up.

Mo Qing walked into the depressed and lonely street.

Around nine o'clock.

In the study, Jiang Ke finished flipping through a book, pinched his eyebrows, closed the book, glanced at the time on his watch, and couldn't help but be startled.

I didn't realize it was so late.

Sister-in-law Chen is always there on weekdays, asking him to eat on time, giving him supper and fruits, and always reminding him what time it is. Today, he is the only one at home, and he doesn't feel the passage of time so clearly.

Jiang Ke stood up.

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

They were usually group messages. Jiang Ke didn't want to pay attention to them, but after scanning his eyes and catching the word "Mo Qing", his eyes paused and he immediately picked up the phone.

【Mo Qing】:[Picture]

It’s a picture of a New Year’s Eve dinner.

The food was sumptuous, and after seeing Jiang Ke, he suddenly realized that he hadn't eaten yet.

After a long pause, Jiang Ke looked at the picture and was unable to reply to the message.

At this moment, the phone vibrated, and Mo Qing called.

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Ke answered the phone.

"Did you see it?" Mo Qing asked, his voice was cool.

The background sound on her side was very quiet, not a trace of noise could be heard. There was no happy atmosphere as Jiang Ke imagined.

Jiang Ke asked: "What?"

Mo Qing reminded: "New Year's Eve dinner."

Jiang Ke paused for a few seconds before replying: "Yeah."

"What did you eat?"

"..." After a while, Jiang Ke bypassed the topic and asked stiffly, "What's the matter?"

Mo Qing said in a nonchalant tone: "Min Chang's beggar's chicken is very good. I want to treat you to it."

It's Min Chang again.

When Jiang Ke thought of the hot pot picture last night, he felt a little unhappy, frowned and said, "I won't eat it."

"That's it..." Mo Qing's voice was light and soft, and he could faintly hear the wind.

The next moment, Mo Qing said: "Then I'm leaving."

?

As if feeling something, Jiang Ke turned his head and looked out the window, then strode over and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window. The wind and snow blew over, and he was confused. Jiang Ke glanced down and saw Da Lala standing there.

Figure in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!