Begonia sleepless tonight

"Mumu, call someone." Qin Moyu pushed the child.

The child called out crisply: "Auntie."

Immediately, his face broke into a smile. This child always looked innocent. Yan Ruyi was moved by this innocence, and reached out to rub his hair: "Good boy."

This Qin Moyu still has some brains, and knows to use the child to start the conversation first.

She was holding a fruit basket in her hand, and Yan Ruyi just glanced at it casually, without saying anything.

"What happened last time was that my father was too anxious, but after all, he is also your uncle, we are a family, we..."

Before Qin Moyu finished speaking, Yan Ruyi interrupted her directly: "I'm not that narrow-minded, I just told the truth and did what I should do."

What morality do you want to use to kidnap her?That can't.

The tenderness in Yan Ruyi's eyes cooled down the moment she left Mumu.

"Yes, yes, it's all my dad's fault, you take this." Qin Moyu handed over the fruit basket, "Mumu always said that she wanted to come and see my aunt."

But Yan Ruyi still blocked the door, not letting her in.

Qin Moyu could only smile embarrassingly: "Then let's go back first."

With his body on his back, he was wearing a uniform that was much larger than himself, and the shoes under his feet had worn out his heels, and he limped away.

There was also an insurance policy tucked in the crook of his arm.

She should have come here just after get off work, and some dirt was still visible on the shoes, Yan Ruyi just shrugged, turned and went back home.

The food was already on the table, Feng Ze set the table and chopsticks, looked at Yan Ruyi's empty hands: "Didn't you say you were going shopping?"

Yan Ruyi smiled indifferently: "If there is no fruit you want, forget it."

"Then wash your hands and eat."

"It's not bad, it looks like." Yan Ruyi opened the chair and sat down, stretched out her hand to fan the wind, and a scent of fragrance came to her nostrils, "Why didn't I see you do it before?"

So many times outside, I have never seen Feng Ze cook.

The taste was comparable to that of the hotel, and Yan Ruyi's appetite picked up. After eating two more bowls of rice, he burped his swollen belly and said, "You have this skill, and you will never die of hunger in the future."

Received Yan Ruyi's compliment, Feng Ze was really happy from the bottom of his heart: "I learned everything from my dad, he used to be a chef."

"No wonder."

The two walked to the yard, stood and swayed, trying to digest.

Yan Ruyi supported her back: "What did you want to say when you came here today?"

"I want to ask for a period of leave. My mother is sick." Feng Ze felt a little embarrassed to speak, and he hesitated for a long time before finishing.

Yan Ruyi immediately nodded in response: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went back to the room to take out a wad of money: "Here you are."

"This..." Feng Ze didn't dare to accept it, and hid back, keeping a distance from Yan Ruyi, "Sister, I'm just on vacation for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Seeing this nervous look, Yan Ruyi couldn't help but smile: "What are you thinking? Isn't your mother sick? This money is for you to go home as an emergency."

Following her, she had earned a lot of money before, so she could just take a vacation, and she could live broadcast on the platform without worry.

"Sister, you." Feng Ze had no choice but to take the money, feeling hot in his palm, "You are so kind."

"I didn't give it to you for nothing, remember it, and think about the topic when you go back." Yan Ruyi reminded him by punching Feng Ze on the shoulder blade.

The two of them had discussed together before, and if they want to gradually make this microblog volog decent, they need to make a transformation, and each month still has its own theme.

At that time, when choosing to broadcast, it will be more targeted.

Try to be able to cause a trend, so that their value can be realized.

In the past two or three months, I can just think about it carefully, and if I add it up, I can still save some money in my hand.

After Feng Ze made it clear, he left after a while.

The yard became deserted again.

She turned off the light, and lay down in the chair with her eyes closed to rest.

Qin Moyu took Mumu back home.

The room was in a mess, the bowls and chopsticks were randomly placed on the table and they were not cleaned up, and the shoes were thrown everywhere and were not picked up. She sighed, brought Mu Mu into the room, and opened the small door on the bedside table. Desk lamp: "You should do your homework first, and later mom will call you after the meal is ready."

Mu Mu nodded obediently, took out the homework and placed it on the table neatly, and obediently did the homework with the tip of the pen in her small hand.

Qin Moyu put on an apron, walked around the room, cleaned up everything on the table, and then turned into the kitchen.

There was only a small piece of meat in the refrigerator, and she hesitated for a while before reaching out to take the meat out to defrost.

There was the sound of the lock turning at the door.

Qin Yeming walked in smelling of alcohol, kicked the debris piled up at the door, his eyes blurred: "You don't know how to clean up, there is no place to put your feet in this house."

This is the house that Qin Moyu just rented, and it is relatively close to his work place.

But the old-fashioned houses are relatively crowded, and it is indeed a bit troublesome to live in three people. She wiped off the water stains on her hands, squatted on the ground and tidied things up.

Qin Yeming lay directly on the sofa, closed his eyes, and touched his stomach: "I'm starving to death, go cook."

As if feeling that the feet were not comfortable enough, Qin Yeming turned around and frowned: "That girl's house is better."

"Dad, they don't want us to go." When Qin Moyu packed his things, he felt very wronged, "Your daughter only has this ability, not as capable as Ruyi, and she can know so many rich people."

Qin Moyu still knew some of the news on the Internet before.

Qin Yeming also remembered this reminder: "This damn girl is really capable now, and she didn't tell us that she has such a good resource. It's just a house, so stingy, when will you let her give it to me?" If you introduce a few rich men, won't our days be better?"

Qin Moyu turned around and went into the kitchen without replying.

But Qin Yeming's words really fell into her ears.

No matter in terms of appearance or temperament, she is not much different from Yan Ruyi. If there is a way, she should have a better life than Yan Ruyi.

Cabbage heads were thrown all over the floor.

"Mom, phone." Mumu ran out with the phone, looked at the trash on the ground, and picked it up sensiblely.

Qin Moyu took the phone to the back room to answer the call: "Manager."

"Did you not pay attention to what I told you before? Didn't you see this performance yourself?" The manager's roar came from the phone, almost shattering her eardrums.