After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

He didn't argue with her, and continued to look at the screen.

Unexpectedly, the plot continued to reverse at the end of the show, and in the end the murderer turned out to be the judge.

Mo Xiaoyu was stunned when he saw the ending: "It's really him, how did you know? You read the spoiler in advance?"

"Guess." An Zhengye said two words lightly.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't believe it at all, and chased An Zhengye for an answer.

In the end, An Zhengye had no choice but to speak out his reasoning. Mo Xiaoyu fell silent after listening. They are also human beings, so why does An Zhengye's brain have several more folds than hers?
In any case, the movie is over, and there is no point in pursuing it.

After all, after careful study, it is always oneself who is injured.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to find another movie to watch, but An Zhengye's cell phone rang suddenly.

When Mo Xiaoyu saw the word mother on the screen, he immediately shut his mouth obediently.

An Zhengye gave her a funny look and picked up the phone.

The other end of the phone immediately remembered An's mother's gentle voice: "Hello? Son?"

"En." An Zhengye responded lightly, and asked expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"

Mo Xiaoyu was convinced, and An Zhengye was so indifferent to his parents.

An's mother was used to it, so she went straight to the point and said, "Will you bring Xiao Yu back to the old house for the Chinese New Year tomorrow?"

An Zhengye glanced at Mo Xiaoyu and said calmly, "To be determined."

"What is pending? You should tell me so that I can prepare things in advance." An's mother muttered dissatisfiedly on the other end of the phone.

Seeing that her posture tended to be a long-winded speech, An Zhengye calmed her down with just one word.

"I haven't discussed it with Xiao Yu yet, we'll talk about it when it's settled."

"... Oh, let's discuss it quickly. I'll wait for your call." An Mu hung up the phone quickly.

As soon as An Zhengye put down his phone, Mo Xiaoyu asked curiously, "What do you want to discuss with me?"

An Zhengye finished An's mother's question in an unhurried manner, and asked Mo Xiaoyu's opinion: "Do you want to go back to the old house for the New Year?"

"Well." Mo Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment.

It stands to reason that she is married, so she should go back to An's old house for the New Year.

But Mo Xiaoyu really wanted to celebrate the New Year with the Mo family.

The first is because she has always celebrated the New Year with her family since she grew up, and she is not used to spending it together suddenly; the second is that after all, her first Spring Festival after wearing a book has a special meaning to her. She wants to Spending time with his parents and brother, but he didn't want to be separated from An Zhengye, because he also had his parents to accompany him.

Mo Xiaoyu wrote all her troubles on her face.

An Zhengye hugged her and said softly, "I'll accompany you to Mo's house during Chinese New Year, and you can go back to the old house on the second day of junior high."

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyu looked up happily.

"Of course, as long as you like it, there's nothing wrong with it." An Zhengye rubbed her head.

"That's great." Mo Xiaoyu immediately smiled, and suddenly thought of something, and she showed a tangled look on her face: "I'd better ask my mother first."

In case the family didn't prepare their New Year's things at all, it would be useless to return.

"Okay." An Zhengye took the initiative to hand Mo Xiaoyu the phone.

The phone was connected quickly, and Mo Beidou's voice sounded: "Hello? Who is it?"

"It's me." Mo Xiaoyu said.

The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously brighter: "Baby sister, why did you call back on your own initiative? Did you miss your brother?"

"No." Mo Xiaoyu curled his lips in disgust, he would not have called the landline if he knew it earlier: "I'm looking for my mother."

"Oh, I'll call her for you." Mo Beidou was a little disappointed.

He yelled on the other end of the phone, and Xiao Li's voice appeared: "Xiao Yu, are you looking for me?"

"Mom, I have something to tell you." When Mo Xiaoyu spoke to Xiao Li, his voice became more cute.

She hurriedly told Xiao Li that she wanted to go home for the New Year. She thought Xiao Li would agree, but Xiao Li said very firmly: "No, there is no rule of returning to your mother's house for the New Year. You just go back to An's old house for the New Year. .”

"But..." Mo Xiaoyu pouted.

"No but." Xiao Li was very decisive.

Mo Xiaoyu and Xiao Li couldn't make any sense, so they could only look at An Zhengye for help.

"Let me talk about it." An Zhengye answered the phone, said a few words into the phone in a leisurely manner, and then called An's mother. Finally, the two mothers made a decision and decided that the two families would live together in An's house. New Year's Eve in the old house.

Mo Xiaoyu, who watched the whole process, was stunned.

What troubled her for so long, An Zhengye actually settled it in a few words.

Mo Xiaoyu was completely convinced.

Now that they decided to go to the old house to celebrate the New Year, the two stopped watching movies.

He drove to the imported supermarket he often went to pick out gifts. Although An Zhengye had already prepared gifts, they were prepared by him. Mo Xiaoyu insisted on preparing one himself.

Although An Zhengye's black card was used to pay in the end.

It was almost ten o'clock when they came back from the supermarket, and the two of them fell asleep after taking a shower.

The next morning, it snowed.

After distributing red envelopes to the housekeeper and servants, Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye went out.

When I left home, there was only a thin layer of snow on the road. When I drove to the old house, about three centimeters of snow had accumulated on the road.

When I got out of the car, my shoes creaked on the snow.

Although she had memories of her original body, Mo Xiaoyu found out that An's old house was bigger than she thought when she arrived in person.

The walls of red bricks and green tiles look like a manor. When you walk inside, you will find a mansion that has been around for a while.

The house is bigger than An's villa, and there are several small buildings not far away. Mo Xiaoyu knows that this is where An's servants live.

Before she had time to look more, An Zhengye took her into the old house.

Mo Xiaoyu originally thought that his own home was luxurious enough, but he didn't know what it meant to be a small witch until he entered An's old house.

The old house not only looks like an old courtyard style, but also has a retro interior decoration.

The carved crystal chandelier, the spiral staircase leading to the upper floor, the valuable murals, and the antiques placed in the living room all show the magnificence of Anjia.

If it weren't for the super-sized color TV and audio equipment in the living room, Mo Xiaoyu would have felt like he had traveled back in time.

"Zhengye, Xiaoyu, you guys are here." Mo Xiaoyu was admiring, when An's mother heard the old housekeeper's report and came down from upstairs.

An's mother gave Mo Xiaoyu a big hug, and Mo Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Mom, Happy Chinese New Year."

"Okay." An's mother was happy when she saw Mo Xiaoyu.

She wanted to give birth to a fragrant and soft daughter before, but she gave birth to a brat.

Originally, she wanted to have a second child, but the law at the time did not allow it. She wanted to have one and was not afraid of fines, but her father-in-law disagreed, and An's father felt distressed, so An's mother had to forget it.

Fortunately, An Zhengye married a daughter-in-law that she liked. Xiao Yu was pretty and had a cute smile, which fulfilled her wish for a daughter at that time.

It's a pity that the relationship between the stinky boy and Xiang's daughter was not good in the past two years. An's mother was busy making arrangements and didn't want to disturb them.

This time the relationship between the two of them became better, Mother An thought she could have a taste of her wish, but Xiao Yu was busy with work, and An Zhengye didn't allow her to disturb her.

An's mother can only send clothes and jewelry to Mo Xiaoyu at ordinary times, to satisfy her greed in the air.

Now that people are here, Mother An is even happier than seeing An Zhengye.

At this time, Father An also went downstairs, and Mo Xiaoyu immediately greeted him politely.

Father An smiled kindly: "Okay, happy Chinese New Year."

"Father, Happy New Year." An Zhengye also greeted politely.

"Okay, this year's performance is very good." Father An nodded, looked at An Zhengye and talked about business.

An's mother showed a disgusted expression, and went upstairs holding Mo Xiaoyu's arm: "Xiaoyu go, let them chat, we mother and daughter go upstairs, I picked out some clothes for you, I haven't had time to send them over. "

"Oh, good." Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand why the New Year unfolded like this, shouldn't he do housework or something?
Why did you suddenly try on clothes?
I don't really understand how your wealthy families celebrate the New Year.

"Go." An Zhengye nodded at her.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu go upstairs with An's mother in peace.

When going upstairs, Mother An snickered, and Mo Xiaoyu was at a loss.

When she was in the room, Mother An took out some clothes, but she still couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, what are you laughing at?" Mo Xiaoyu was really curious.

"I laughed at you for listening to Zhengye, why are you so obedient?" Mother An joked with a smile.

Mo Xiaoyu blushed immediately, she was not asking for an opinion, she was clearly confused and had no idea.

I can't explain it to An's mother, forget it, if you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

When Mo Xiaoyu didn't speak, Mother An thought she had acquiesced.

She smiled softly: "Although Zhengye is my son, when a husband and wife get along, women still have to control the right to speak, but you are still young, take your time."

The black line on Mo Xiaoyu's forehead has slipped down, what should I do if the misunderstanding is getting bigger and bigger?
Why did An's mother suddenly teach her husband's art?

However, Mo Xiaoyu still listened carefully. After all, this was An's mother's kindness and her experience.

She has a lot to learn.

Mother An taught her while dressing up Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu soon became confused. He didn't know whether he was dizzy from hearing or changing clothes. Anyway, he was very confused.

Not long after, the Mo family arrived.

Mo Xiaoyu was changing clothes at the time, An's mother went downstairs to greet her, and when she came up, she brought Xiao Li up with her.

After a while, Mo Xiaoyu became the doll of the two mothers.

Mo Xiaoyu struggled for a while, then gave up resisting.

What do you do when the enemy is too strong to defeat?
By choosing to join them, of course.

So Mo Xiaoyu also joined the dressing-up team, but she was choosing clothes for the two mothers, and the last three stayed in the room all morning, and each of them re-dressed.

When the three women came down the stairs, the men downstairs heard the movement and looked up together.

Looking at them like this, they all had amazing expressions on their faces.

The three women all put on a cheongsam, but each one has its own charm.

Xiao Li is gentle and charming, An's mother is elegant and dignified, and Mo Xiaoyu is pure and beautiful with a touch of amorous feelings.

Mo Yuan, Father An, and An Zhengye all stared at their wives with amazement, and then greeted their wives one after another.

Poor Mo Beidou, the only single dog present, stood alone downstairs, looking at them as a couple.

He raised his arms to embrace his lonely self.

Mo Beidou's appearance was so funny that everyone laughed out loud.