Tech overlords start with a baby

Chapter 3
"I figured it out."

"Have you figured it out? You're thinking too simply. You take your sister to school. Have you ever thought about what your sister will do when you're in class?"

The person who spoke was a thin, short-haired woman, Zhou Yun, Mo Jingchun and her sister Candy's aunt, who was also her mother's 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, it was either his father's siblings or his mother's siblings, but Mo Jingchun knew that if he really wanted his sister Put it in one of the families to raise, and the aunt's family can do it.

It's not that the uncle doesn't hurt, it's the two uncles' homes, and it's not that the uncle has the final say.

Mo Jingchun has no complaints. Mo Jingchun knows the situation of the two uncles' homes. They are not rich in the first place. If they have another child, it is equivalent to losing a labor force.

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

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

"Why are you so stubborn, child?"

Mo Jingchun teased Little Candy, smiled and said nothing.

For a long time, the uncle Mo Jingchun said without saying a word: "Since this is the case, this matter is settled. When the child is not at home, I will watch at home. When Xiaochun goes to school, if it really can't be done, then Call me and I'll pick up the little one."

"It's reasonable, there's no reason to let the mother's family take care of it. Our brothers haven't been buried yet."

Your words and my words, as if 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 squeak, when you sang me and my father's brothers.

dong dong dong~
Mo Jingchun's uncle Zhou Xing tapped the yellowed Eight Immortals Table three times with his rough hand, his eyes sharp like a lion protecting his cub.

"Several brothers from the Mo family, let's talk about the ugly first. Although my nephew and niece have no father and no mother, if anyone dares to attack them, they have to ask the hammer of our mother's family. I disagree." Zhou Xing's tone was unceremonious.

"That's for sure! Whoever dares a child to make an idea should ask how many of our brothers agree."

"That's right."

"Yes."

Zhou Xing replied meaningfully: "It's better, but don't let the villagers in Shiliba Village have any ugly words spread to my ears."

"I can't put a shred of sand in my eyes."

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

No matter how sluggish Boss Mo's response was, they also reacted at this time. Zhou Xing's implication was that he was worried that some of them would make an inheritance for 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. If it is said that the brothers of the Mo family have no thoughts at all, Zhou Xing is 1. Believe.

Everyone is from the same village, so he doesn't know about the little tricks in the countryside?

Not to mention now that the two children have no parents, even when the sister and brother-in-law are still alive, there will be some wrangling in the fields, fields, and mountains.

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

Mo Jingchun's uncle and aunt also discussed it as if they had discussed it. Following Zhou Xing, they took out a dozen red-haired grandpas and put them on the table.

The red thickness of the dozen dozen is about the same, and each dozen is less than 5000.

This was something Mo Jingchun never expected, so much so that Mo Jingchun's face still kept an expression of astonishment.

"Nothing else, Xiaochun's admission to Beijing University can be regarded as a fight for our parents' family. Originally, according to the rules of ten miles and eight villages, there was a banquet for drinking. Not to mention that Xiaochun will definitely disagree, and it is not suitable for emotion and reason."

"Uncle is right, and our brothers think so too." After speaking, Mo Jingchun's uncle also took out a thick-looking red envelope with the name Mo Changyou written on it.

Immediately afterwards, the others also took out red envelopes as if they had discussed it. Like Mo Changyou, the red envelopes contained the names of the owners. Obviously, everyone who came to discuss today came prepared.

As for whether the red envelope was originally to celebrate Mo Jingchun's admission to Beijing University, it is unknown.

Looking at the stupefied nephew, Zhou Xing glared at Mo Jingchun, "Why are you still standing there stupidly? Sister, let your aunt hold her for a while, and you go and bring the account book!"

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

"Let's go." Aunt Wang Qiaoling patted Mo Jingchun on the shoulder, and 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 but two ledgers, but these two ledgers were much more valuable to Mo Jingchun than many items in the house.

Two account books, one is a thick soft face book, a bit outdated. In Mo Jingchun's memory, his mother often took out this account book to read, and this account book was also printed with the words of junior high school.

The other ledger is very thin and new, and it is the most common exercise book of only 12 pages.

In the living room, after Mo Jingchun left, Zhou Xing opened his mouth and asked Mo Changyou: "Mo's boss, this child is about to start school, not to mention that someone will send him to school, but someone will always send him to the train. Stand? Don't let people poke the spine and say that there is no one in your Mo family."

"Brother, don't worry about this, our brothers have already discussed the matter of Xiaochun going to school. When the time comes, the third child will drive him to the train station in the city. The family members often ask Xiaochun when the child will leave for school. , then they can buy fireworks and firecrackers."

"After Xiaochun leaves, I will invite the big guys to dinner at my house, which is considered a treat for Xiaochun."

This time, a rare smile appeared on Zhou Xing's face.

"It's going to cost my brother a few. I'll say thank you for my poor sister, she's supposed to do this."

"It should be, it should be."

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

"Uncle, here's the ledger."

Zhou Xing glanced at the yellowish ledger and hummed.

"On the table, count them one by one, and record them all."

"It's all human favors. We don't need to care, but you have to care. favors are yours, and you have to pay them back. This is also a lesson I'll teach you today."

Zhou Xing pointed to the ledger in Mo Jingchun's hand and said, "Did you see it? Your ledger is filled with the personal exchanges recorded by your mother before her death. It's not just a simple number."

"Now that this ledger has been passed on to you, it means that all the worldly knowledge has also passed on to you."

"Be a human being, don't forget your roots!"

(End of this chapter)