Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo was speechless.

What Zhou Lianfeng said was right, his house was left to him by his mother who risked her life.Could it be that my own is not the old uncle's last breath, and he wants to give it to himself?

He was suddenly silent, staring quietly at the old uncle's tombstone in a daze.He no longer kept eating the cakes that Zhou Lianfeng put on, but kept repeating his apologies to the old uncle.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Lianfeng couldn't help sighing, put his arms around his shoulders and leaned against him, and said: "It's okay, Jiang Mo, I have kept my thoughts for long enough. In fact, since I saw you ,Since I moved into Cuiyu Hutong, I have not cared so much about that house. It doesn’t matter if it is sold, from now on, everything will be new.”

Jiang Mo knew that Zhou Lianfeng rarely spoke so many words.That is to say, when facing himself and comforting himself, he can't say that he is not moved, but he is really timid.

Zhou Lianfeng, who is so timid, still only considers himself a good friend after all.

But he suddenly thought that his old uncle had told him before, should he tell Zhou Lianfeng that he still likes Zhou Lianfeng.In this way, the rest can be decided by Zhou Lianfeng himself.

But... can he still tell now?

He only has Zhou Lianfeng.

What if he told Zhou Lianfeng about this frankly again, if Zhou Lianfeng found him annoying and wanted to abandon him again?what will happen to himIn this world, there is no one who he cares about and cares about him anymore.

He dare not, he is a real coward.

He kept thinking that he should wait.Maybe when Zhou Lianfeng couldn't leave him, he would say it.But he didn't know if such a day would come true, after all... the person who couldn't do without the other party was clearly himself.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, looked at the gradually dimming sky, and said to Zhou Lianfeng and his uncle: "Let's go back first, we'll talk about selling the house when we go back."

Zhou Lianfeng hummed, and picked up Jiang Mo, whose legs and feet were a little numb.

They took the bus again and wandered around for two hours before arriving home.

Although Jiang's family can go back to live now, Jiang Mo still feels a little bit upset in his heart, and has been only squeezed with Zhou Lianfeng on his narrow bed.

But it's really late to go home today, and I'm hungry.Jiang Mo couldn't hold back, so he went back and dug the refrigerator, found some eggs, and said in his mouth, "If you don't eat it, it will go bad, you can't go bad..."

Then I asked Aunt Li for some leftover rice, and made some fried rice for the two of them, which filled their stomachs.

Recently, such a big incident happened at Jiang Mo's house, and the fast food group that made it at noon also exploded. They kept saying that no other house had ginger powder that was delicious, affordable and clean. I hope Jiang Mo could come back to make it soon. .There are still many who have been asking Jiang Mo what happened at home and when he will be back.

It was the one with the blank profile picture, who had been paying attention to and taking care of Jiang Mo before, but he kept silent.It was as if it disappeared out of thin air, and it seemed that they knew what happened to the Jiang family at all, and never asked.

Jiang Mo ate, turned off his phone, and couldn't help complaining about it to Zhou Lianfeng.

Zhou Lianfeng's face froze for a moment, as if after thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind, and said, "That's me."

Jiang Mo said instantly: "...?"

As if he had heard some rebellious words, his jaw was so startled that his jaw dropped to the ground, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.Soap, who had grown chubby, let out a meow before calling back Jiang Mo's soul.

Jiang Mo licked his lips, feeling a little dazed for a while.In his mind, he wanted to confuse Zhou Lianfeng with the blank portrait, but he found it extremely impossible.But after thinking about it, the blank avatar is indeed very similar to Zhou Lianfeng's in many cases, especially the half-dead tone.

He put down his chopsticks, reached out and rubbed the soap into his arms, and said, "That's good, that's good..."

Just what's so good about it?He doesn't know either.

The days are still passing day by day, and Zhou Lianfeng seems not as busy as before.He goes home regularly every day, and looks at Jiang Mo at night.

Jiang Mo has been thinking about going out to find a classmate, after all, he doesn't have to look at his uncle now, and he can get away.And now he only dares to make lunch boxes at noon, and he dare not open a fly restaurant at night anymore.

As long as he was cooking in the kitchen at night and couldn't see his uncle through the curtain, he would suddenly feel his heart throbbing and hurting.Compared with his physical body, it seems that he can't cross the hurdle in his heart.

Zhou Lianfeng just completed a project, and now he has enough money.Looking at Jiang Mo's appearance, he simply let him cook for lunch.In the evening, he said that it would be fine to cook for him alone, and the money would be considered as the food expenses he gave.

But whose family can eat five thousand for one dinner.Jiang Mo secretly said in his heart every time, but Zhou Lianfeng would not accept any of it.

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and some companies with good benefits are on vacation early, and many familiar white-collar workers have returned to their hometowns.

Snow fell, covering the entire Cuiyu Hutong in white.There were no people on the street, so Jiang Mo sat on the steps of the door with his head propped up, as if waiting hopelessly for Zhou Lianfeng to come home from get off work.

There are already red lanterns hanging on the road. As soon as night falls, the red lights will be lit up, making people feel warm.

Zhou Lianfeng saw Jiang Mo sitting on the steps, the tip of his nose was as red as a red lantern from the cold, he couldn't help laughing, and walked a few steps quickly.Wrapped in a chill, he blew in front of Jiang Mo and asked, "Have you waited long?"

Jiang Mo was numb from the cold, raised his head stupidly, stared straight at Zhou Lianfeng for a long time, and then realized: "No, no..."

His cheeks were a little stiff, and his speech was confused. His upper and lower teeth were fighting with his mouth, and no one would let anyone go.

Zhou Lianfeng was holding a stack of documents in his hands, and his fingertips were flushed from the cold.Jiang Mo got up quickly, filled a bowl of the porridge he had just cooked, let Zhou Lianfeng hold it, and took the document in Zhou Lianfeng's hand.

Zhou Lianfeng felt the heat from his hands, and pressed his eyes down a little.

"After the old uncle is gone... I don't like cooking porridge very much, but today I don't know what to do, and I suddenly want to cook it. Let's have this for dinner, and I will stir-fry two more dishes. Don't mind." Jiang Mo wiped a table clean and put Zhou Lianfeng's documents on it.

Zhou Lianfeng took a sip from the side of the bowl, it was purple rice glutinous rice porridge, soft and sticky: "It's delicious, I don't mind."

Jiang Mo grinned, raised his eyes and glanced at the dozen thick documents, and asked casually, "What is this?"

"Some information on selling the house." Zhou Lianfeng didn't hide it, and told Jiang Mo straightforwardly, "I sold that house, and the money has already been credited to my card. When the bonus is paid after the festival, I will Just resign."

He glanced at Jiang Mo's eyes that widened in disbelief, he propped himself on the corner of the table to stabilize his figure, and felt cute again.After a pause, he said, "Jiang Mo, I don't know how to cook. But I'll take a stake, so I'll give you a hand. Do you mind?"

The author has something to say: Hahahaha, this synopsis is in line with what you have been waiting for me for a long time

Two days ago, my best friend got married and became a bridesmaid, but I was exhausted

When I got home yesterday, I fell asleep and slept for fifteen hours!