Chapter 287 Hongmen Banquet or a life and death situation?

On New Year's Eve, Yu Mobai went out twice without eating early in the morning. After being rejected, he settled down at home to prepare for the New Year.

There are a lot of things to prepare before the Chinese New Year, especially since Yu Mobai's grandma from the countryside is coming too, there are even more things to prepare.

"You didn't know to tell me in advance when your mother was coming. You just told me today. I didn't prepare that many things."

Zheng Zhaoxia urged in the kitchen, "You go to the supermarket now to get something, and buy some meat when you come back."

"Just ask them to send it over."

Yu Shenjin picked up the phone with a smile and called the employee to deliver the goods.

This gave Yu Mobai an idea to talk about, "Mom, take a look at my dad. He's not a big official, he's not too arrogant, and he asked someone else to deliver the goods."

"How about you go?"

Zheng Zhaoxia's neat chopping sounds stopped suddenly, and she looked sideways at Yu Mobai, "I asked you to tidy up your bedroom, have you tidied it up?"

"Dad, I'm just going out for a walk and I'll be back in a while. You go home and cook dumplings first."

The party reached its climax at twelve o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers downstairs was already deafening, covering up the sound of the TV.

Yu Mobai nodded in agreement, but he usually slept late and couldn't sleep at this time, so he simply took out his mobile phone to chat.

"The roads in the village are difficult, so I'll move my things out to save time."

Two people walked side by side on the road.

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Ji Zhigang didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Yu Mobai's grandma is called Wang Jingchun. She usually lives here by herself. After receiving Yu Mobai's call, she immediately moved out the things she had prepared for the New Year and waited for the bus on the side of the road.

Yu Mobai turned his head. Under the streetlight, Ji Mushu's side face was so beautiful that people couldn't fathom it, especially the high bridge of the nose and the thin cherry lips, which looked particularly three-dimensional under the dim light.

After the Shura Field, the two met for the first time. There were no pale and unnecessary explanations, and they were both very calm.

"Ding~"

The couple were busy in the kitchen. When Wang Jingchun saw Yu Mobai woke up, he peeled an orange for him, and Yu Mobai ate it without ceremony.

The small county town is not big, but compared to Shengjing, it has a more festive atmosphere.

As soon as he entered the door, Zheng Zhaoxia sat at the door waiting for him, "What do you think, asking Ji Zhigang to knock on the door and tell me that you and Mu Shu went out?"

Yu Xinran's reply was simple and clear, and Yu Mobai smiled and didn't bother to reply.

Yu Mobai recognized at a glance that this was a message from Chen Zhixi. His mobile phone originally had Chen Zhixi's mobile phone number saved, but he didn't know that this girl had secretly saved another one?

"Ding~ Senior Yu, do you really want to skip my New Year text messages? I didn't receive any text messages on my other phone!"

"hehe."

After breakfast, Yu Mobai did some simple tidying up, and then there were guests coming to pay New Year greetings.

Especially Ji Mushu, she seems to have grown up in an instant.

He originally planned to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Ji Mushu calling, "Yu Mobai."

"Senior Yu, Happy New Year! Am I the first to reply to your message?"

The lively and bustling scene during the day no longer exists. On New Year's Eve, people basically only go out to the stalls for half a day, and there are only some garbage thrown by stall owners on both sides of the road.

But since the business of Mobai Supermarket was booming, and Yu Mobai's games were booming, everyone came to his house to pay New Year's greetings by default.

Hey, is this little old man talking about him?

Yu Mobai raised his eyebrows and turned around and ran out to set off firecrackers.

After eating dumplings, it’s already a little late.

The temperature changes greatly during the Spring Festival. Yesterday it was more than ten degrees below zero, but today it is a sunny day.

The gifts given this year were much better than last year. Except for a few particularly important people, the rest were given by the following people.

"hold head high?"

After a few seconds, the phone connected.

"roll."

Full of strong New Year flavor.

Yu Mobai was woken up at seven o'clock the next morning, and the living room was filled with the smell of dumplings.

After dinner, Yu Mobai burped and sat on the sofa to pick his teeth. Yu Jinzhen brought back many bottles of good wine from the supermarket, which had a lot of stamina.

In the afternoon, the sound of firecrackers started to sound outside, and the streets and alleys were filled with the laughter of children.

The door opened.

Even though he knew that Yu Mobai still liked another person, when the two of them parted ways downstairs, they still slightly raised the corners of their lips and said, "Happy New Year."

Yu Mobai stood in front of the window and muttered softly, "It doesn't snow during the Chinese New Year. I always feel like something is missing."

Thirty seconds later, the phone hung up.

The familiar and reassuring sound of chopping fillings came from the kitchen. These were dumplings that were ready to be eaten after twelve o'clock.

The phone lay quietly on the bed. After a short period of silence, the call was made.

Then Yu Mobai came in. He glanced at the phone with a gray screen and curled his lips, "I knew it would be impossible to blacklist me so early. Uncle Ji won't let me in. At worst, we can wait until school starts."

He went back to bed, picked up his cell phone, thought about it, called Ji Mushu again, then threw it on the bed and went out to pee.

I loaded my things into the car and drove for more than an hour back to the family compound.

In the end, he stared blankly at a note called "teacher" in the mobile communication. He really couldn't remember when he saved a teacher's contact information, and he couldn't remember which teacher it belonged to, but he was too lazy to think about it and just sent it to the group.

Yu Mobai nodded.

"Nah, whose naughty kid is this?"

Wang Jingchun suddenly shouted.

Especially the process of putting up Spring Festival couplets, gluing window grilles, and preparing for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

He was a little surprised that Ji Mushu actually called him.

Yu Mobai chuckled, and the sadness just now was immediately forgotten. Listening to the pleasant music on the TV, he ate a large plate of dumplings in one go.

Ji Zhigang turned around and looked at Yu Mobai, "Did I take over your milk for the New Year?"

This is how New Year's Eve begins.

We happened to bump into Ji Mushu and Ji Zhigang from the same unit who were setting off firecrackers.

Ten seconds later, a coughing sound appeared on the phone.

"There's a skit, come and watch."

Zheng Zhaoxia warned, "Don't stay up late."

"Okay, okay, hurry in, the dumplings will get cold if you don't eat them."

While he was moving things home, Ji Zhigang watched the scene silently behind a window upstairs.

"Uuuuuuuuah, the first day of the new year is so sad."

Litting the hanging whip, Yu Mobai grinned as he watched the crackling fire spurt out like tongues of fire and burst into pieces of paper.

A family of four stood neatly at the door, holding gifts in their hands.

He didn't go back to the room for fear of disturbing his grandma's sleep, so he simply lay on the sofa and prepared to spend the night.

Yu Mobai wanted to explain.

Zheng Zhaoxia urged impatiently, "I really don't know how I gave birth to a little bastard like you."

Especially when I saw Wang Jingchun.

"Ang, yes."

"Women are trouble, and this needs to be compared."

Ouch, this is so rude.

"A piece of tea, why are you so stingy? Just drink it."

"Uncle Ji came to tell you."

Throughout the morning, there was an endless stream of people coming, almost crossing the threshold.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Yu Mobai drove back to the countryside an hour's drive from the small county town.

The breeze blew by, bringing with it the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

I fell asleep without even realizing it.

"Dudu.du."

Zheng Zhaoxia, Yu Jinjin and Yu Mobai who had just put down the phone all returned to the sofa.
To be continued...