Stars shrouded the quiet countryside, and the aroma of food wafted from a small house lit with soft white light.
Although there is no electricity in the small shabby house, there is still a generator, which is not very powerful and can just satisfy the normal life of the two of them.
Noila Mo sat obediently at the dining table, just like in the past, looking at Fang Jin in the kitchen in trance.
Fang Jin tied a lace apron around his waist, hummed a song, and brought the prepared meals to the dining table.
After placing the last scrambled eggs on the table, Fang Jin took off his apron and sat across from Noila Mo.
"It's time to eat!"
Noila Mo grabbed the bowls and chopsticks and said with a cute smile: "Okay."
The atmosphere at the dinner table was very quiet. Noila Mo was not chattering as much as before, and Fang Jin seemed to be thinking about something.
This was the last time the two of them had dinner in this cabin.
Fang Jin picked up the chicken legs and put them into Noila Mo's bowl. Mo Xiaoyun lowered his head and ate in small bites.
When doing the paternity test, Fang Jin had realized that those two guys might be Xiaoyun's parents, but he just didn't want to admit it.
Fang Jin couldn't accept the idea of Xiaoyun following those two unreliable guys who talked nonsense.
But if those two people are really Xiaoyun's parents, they want to take Xiaoyun away, and Fang Jin can't stop them.
At the dinner table, the two of them finished their meal in silence, and Noila Mo went to wash the dishes.
Fang Jin sat at the dining table and held his chin, just like he did in the past, looking at Noila Mo in the kitchen tenderly.
Then, the two began to pack their luggage.
move place.
Clothes, shoes, pots and pans, Mo Xiaoyun’s elephant doll, Fang Jin’s mouse pillow...
Looking at one object after another full of memories and laughter, Noila Mo's eyes turned red, and he ran to Fang Jin and hugged his waist.
"Brother..." Noila Mo cried and said, "I don't want to move, and I don't want to be separated from you..."
Fang Jin sighed: "Xiaoyun, moving is a good thing. Besides, who said we are going to separate?"
Noila Mo was immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself, sobbing softly.
Fang Jin smiled bitterly and rubbed Noila Mo's hair.
What a kid.
Fang Jin thought for a while and said happily: "Xiaoyun! Let me tell you a story about Santa Claus!"
Mo Xiaoyun wiped his tears and runny nose on Fang Jin and said vaguely: "You told me that when it snowed, an old man with a white beard wearing a red cotton jacket sat on a sleigh and was pulled by an elk from house to house.
Give gifts..."
"You think too simply, girl!" Fang Jin said to Mo Xiaoyun with a serious face: "Do you think this is a fairy tale? No! This is the end of mankind!"
Noila Mo tilted his head: "Ah?"
Brother, are you sick again?
Fang Jin smiled proudly in his heart.
The best way to deal with a crying child is to divert her attention! And telling stories is the cheapest way!
"Ahem!" Fang Jin cleared his throat and said seriously: "First of all, let me correct you. Santa Claus does not appear when it snows. He appears on December 25th every year, which is Christmas.
One day, someone from an unknown dimension came to our world and brought catastrophe to mankind!"
Noila Mo ignored her tears and retorted: "But what you told me last time was that he was an old man who gave gifts. How could..."
Fang Jin frowned, put his hands on Noila Mo's shoulders, and said seriously: "Girl! You are too naive!"
Before Mo Xiaoyun could react, Fang Jin's words started to fly: "...There are about 7.5 billion people in the world. According to the standard family of five, that is 1.5 billion households.
.We assume that the average distance between each household is one kilometer. Even according to the optimal route algorithm, the total distance passing through all households is at least 1.5 billion kilometers!"
Mo Xiaoyun: "..."
I didn't understand it, but I was shocked!
Fang Jin was still telling: "...and if Santa Claus wants to run these 1.5 billion kilometers on Christmas Day, his speed must at least exceed 7 million kilometers per hour! This does not include the gifts he delivers.
time, otherwise he needs to be faster. Assume that the gifts that Santa Claus needs to deliver are all packed in extra-dimensional pockets and have no weight, but his own weight plus the weight of the sleigh plus the weight of the elk pulling the sleigh,
A conservative estimate is that it exceeds one ton. As we all know, kinetic energy = 1/2 mass * speed^2. When we plug these data into the formula, we will get a terrifying result..."
Fang Jin paused for a moment, and looked at Noila Mo in a daze, which made Mo Xiaoyun feel scared.
Noila Mo: "What..."
"What Santa Claus brings is not a gift, but..." Fang Jin said tremblingly: "Destruction!"
Mo Xiaoyun: "..."
Brother, don’t you think this kind of knowledge is a bit too early for me?
Fang Jin's spittle flew everywhere, and he danced and said: "...I saw the old man in red driving the car, cracking his whip, his snow-white beard rising to the sky, and laughing loudly, so ferocious! The hooves of the elk pulling the sled ran away.
There were afterimages, and in front of him was a red shock wave formed by rubbing the air, which contained energy that could destroy the world... The people on the ground raised their heads in fear, only to see a small red dot in the distance that was rapidly growing in size.
Just like a comet watching the sun, it came from the distant sky in an instant... Boom!!! A hundred miles around was scorched with blackness! After a long time, a square, colorful gift box fell quietly on this lifeless field.
Above the land of death..."
Mo Xiaoyun: "..."
Brother, you bad guy! Give me back my pure and beautiful fantasy!
Fang Jin completely let himself go, and he had forgotten his original intention of telling the story.
Fang Jin's blood boiled and he loudly said: "...In order to resist Santa Claus and protect the safety of all mankind! The United States established a defense line around the Arctic Ocean. It gathered the power of all mankind to build a steel fortress thousands of miles long and developed giant mechanical soldiers.
The "Christmas Hunter" vows to keep Santa Claus out of the Arctic Ocean..."
Fang Jin waved his fist excitedly and sang the explosive melody of the Pacific Rim theme music: "Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang... The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage! It is the hymn of never surrender!! Humanity
Long live!!"
Mo Xiaoyun: "..."
It doesn't matter anymore, brother, just be happy.
…
Late at night.
Mo Xiaoyun's biological clock is very regular and he yawns on time.
"Ah~"
Noila Mo yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."
After some psychological counseling from Fang Jin, Noila Mo was no longer depressed. She hummed a song, washed up, and then returned to her cubicle to sleep.
It was very quiet in the hut.
Fang Jin sat at the dinner table, listening to Noila Mo's gentle and steady breathing, he smiled softly, feeling very peaceful.
But not long after, Fang Jin became uneasy again when he thought of the coming storm hidden in the dark.
There are so many things waiting for you!
Five days later, I will go to the identification center to confirm the paternity test results. Three days later, I will go to Shen Xing to let Xiaoyun audition for the heroine. I will move to Kang Jiayu's house tomorrow. I plan to write the script of this killer who is not too cold tonight.
What else is going on?
I also made an appointment with Krabby Patty to make a song together.
Preparations for the second issue of The Voice of Wonder have begun. Liu Bing gave himself the position of music director to consider. Zhang Xu also cried for new songs, and he casually agreed...
In addition, I don’t know what happened between Kang Jiayu and her father. I remember Kang Jiayu seemed to have said that if she won, Kang Yong would let her mother go.
This family has a lot of fun!
By the way, there is also Chen Luojia. I don’t know what she is busy with recently, and I haven’t received any news at all. (Chen Luojia: How can I send you a message?)
Fang Jin was thinking as he took out paper and pen.
He plans to write the script of "This Killer Is Not So Cold" first.
You can't just sit around and do nothing, even just write the beginning.
Fang Jin recalled the plot of the movie and wrote on the paper:
Leon is a killer. He is a loner, calm, and highly skilled. There are not many people who have spoken to him and are still alive. One of them is his agent, and the other is the little girl next door, Mathil...
(To avoid suspicion of flooding, 684 words are omitted here)
... In order to prove his determination, Mathil grabbed the pistol on the table, ran out of the window and fired all the bullets.
Therefore, Leon agreed to train Mathil as a killer...
…
Fang Jin put down his pen, shook his wrist that was sore from writing, and glanced at the clock on the wall.
It's already past 1 o'clock.
Let’s just write these things first, and we’ll talk about the rest later.
Fang Jin collected the draft paper and put it away, washed his face, and then lay down on the bed to sleep.