"I've thought about it."

"Have you thought about it? You think too simply. You take your sister to school. Have you ever thought about what your sister will do when you are in class?"

The speaker was a thin, short-haired woman, who was Mo Jingchun and her sister Candy's aunt Zhou Jun, who was also her mother's biological sister.

Holding the candy in his arms and looking around, Mo Jingchun felt warm in his heart. Even though there were so many people sitting in the living room, they were either his father's brothers and sisters or his mother's brothers and sisters. But Mo Jingchun knew that if he really wanted to kill his sister,

You can raise her in one of these families, so your aunt’s family is fine.

It’s not that my uncle doesn’t feel the pain, but it’s not the uncle who has the final say in the two uncles’ homes.

Mo Jingchun didn't complain. Mo Jingchun knew the situation of his two uncles' families. They were not rich to begin with. If they had another child, it would be equivalent to losing a labor force.

"Auntie, I have already communicated with the school. Considering my special situation, the school will make arrangements for me to go to school with peace of mind."

Zhou Jun frowned, his face full of distress, and finally sighed helplessly.

"You kid, why are you so stubborn?"

Mo Jingchun teased Little Candy, smiled and said nothing.

For a long time, Mo Jingchun, who had never said a word, said: "In this case, the matter is settled. When the child is not at home, I will watch over him at home. If Xiaochun goes to school and it really doesn't work, I will

Call me and I'll go get the little one back."

"It makes sense. There is no reason to let the mother's family raise her. Our brothers haven't been buried yet."

Every word you say to me seems like all the problems have been solved by them. Even if the sky falls, they will bear it first.

Mo Jingchun didn't even raise his head, let alone make a sound, when his father's brothers sang "You and Me".

Dong dong dong~

Mo Jingchun's uncle Zhou Xing knocked on the yellowed Eight Immortals table three times with his rough big hands, his eyes sharp, like a lion protecting its cubs.

"Brothers from the Mo family, let's talk about our ugly words first. Although my nephew and niece have lost their father and mother, if anyone dares to take any chances with them, they have to ask the members of our mother's family.

I disagree." Zhou Xing's tone was unceremonious.

"That's for sure! Anyone who dares to make up his own mind should ask our brothers if they agree."

"That's right."

"Yeah."

Zhou Xing replied in a meaningful tone: "It's best to do this, but don't let the villagers in Shiliba Village have any unpleasant words spread to my ears."

"I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes."

On the side, the corners of Mo Jingchun's mouth raised slightly, and he giggled with the little candy in his arms.

No matter how slow the reaction of Boss Mo and others was, they also realized it at this time. Zhou Xing's implication was that he was worried that someone among them would mess with the inheritance left to the two children.

In fact, Zhou Xing is not worried about other inheritances at all, but it is hard to say about fields, land, and mountains. It is said that the Mo family brothers have no thoughts at all, but Zhou Xing is not worth ten thousand.

Believe.

We are all from the same village, wouldn’t he know about the little tricks in the countryside?

Not to mention that the two children now have no parents, even when the sister and brother-in-law were still alive, there would still be quarrels in the fields, fields, and mountains.

Seeing that the Mo brothers were silent, Zhou Xing took advantage of the situation and took out a dozen red ones from his purse and slapped them on the yellowed Eight Immortals table.

Mo Jingchun's uncle and aunt also seemed to have discussed it. Following Zhou Xing, they each took out a dozen red Mao Zedong and placed them on the table.

The thickness of the red in the dozens is about the same, at least 5,000 per dozen.

This was something Mo Jingchun never expected, so much so that Mo Jingchun still had a look of astonishment on his face.

"Nothing else. Xiaochun's admission to Beijing University can be regarded as a blessing for our mother's family. Originally, according to the rules of Shiliba Village, it was necessary to set up a banquet and drink. Now that the situation is like this, it is impossible to set up a banquet.

Not to mention that Xiaochun will definitely disagree, and it is not suitable for both emotions and reasons."

"What the uncle said makes sense, and our brothers also considered it the same way." As he said that, Mo Jingchun's uncle also took out a thick-looking red envelope from his arms, with his name Mo Changyou written on it.<

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Immediately afterwards, other people also took out red envelopes one after another as if they had discussed it. Like Mo Changyou, the names of these family heads were on the red envelopes. Obviously, everyone came to discuss today well prepared.

It is unknown whether this red envelope was originally intended to celebrate Mo Jingchun's admission to Beijing University.

Looking at his dazed nephew, Zhou Xing glared at Mo Jingchun, "Why are you still standing there? My sister, let your aunt hold her for a while, and you go get the account book!"

Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't seem to know what to say.

"Go." My aunt Wang Qiaoling patted Mo Jingchun on the shoulder, smiled and picked up the candy from Mo Jingchun's arms to make her laugh.

Mo Jingchun looked at the locked drawer in front of him and opened the lock with the key.

In the empty drawer, there was nothing else except two account books, but these two account books were much more valuable to Mo Jingchun than many items at home.

There are two account books, one is a thick soft-covered book, which is a bit old. In Mo Jingchun's memory, her mother often took out this account book to read, and this account book also has the words "junior high school" printed on it.

The other account book is very thin and new. It is the most common exercise book with only 12 pages.

In the living room, after Mo Jingchun left, Zhou Xing asked Mo Changyou: "Boss of the Mo family, this child is about to start school. Not only does someone have to take him to school, but someone has to take him to the train."

Stand up? Don’t let anyone poke your spine and say you have no one in the Mo family."

"Brother, don't worry about this. We brothers have already discussed Xiaochun's schooling. Then the third child will personally drive him to the train station in the city. The team members often ask Xiaochun when the child will leave for school.

, then they can buy fireworks."

"After Xiaochun leaves, I will treat you all to a meal at my house as a way of entertaining Xiaochun."

This time, Zhou Xing had a rare smile on his face.

"I've spent a lot of money on my brother, so I want to say thank you to my poor sister. This is what she should have done."

"It should, it should."

Mo Jingchun picked up the account book that her mother often used, locked the drawer again, took a black pen, and returned to the living room on the first floor.

"Uncle, I brought the account book."

Zhou Xing glanced at the yellowish ledger and sighed.

"Count everything on the table one by one and record them all in the account."

"These are all favors. We don't have to care, but you have to care. Favors come and go and must be repaid. This is also the lesson I will teach you today."

Zhou Xing pointed to the account book in Mo Jingchun's hand and said, "Did you see it? Your account book is filled with the personal relationships recorded by your mother during her lifetime. These are not just simple numbers."

"Now that this account book has been passed to you, it means that all the worldly knowledge has also been passed to you."
Chapter completed!