I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 40 Memories
【Xu Jia】Are you going home for Chinese New Year?
Jiang Mo clicked into WeChat, saw this news, leaned back, and leaned back on the back of his chair. This question came up again every year.

He remembered going home for the New Year last year, and for some reason, he would quarrel with his father as soon as he got home.

Moreover, the content of the two people's quarrel is the same every year and has never changed.

When I went home last year, my father said to him directly at the dinner table: "Listen to Dad, you have no future in playing games..."

Jiang Mo listened to his father talking a lot, but he kept his head down while eating, and didn't reply him a word.

Then his father was talking, and when he realized that his son was ignoring him, he became anxious, threw his chopsticks, and raised his hand to hit Jiang Mo.

Fortunately, they were stopped by Xu Jia and Xu's mother, who persuaded Jiang Mo to hide in another room.

He glanced at Jiang's father, packed his bowl and chopsticks, and went out without looking back.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the snow fell and covered the road with a thick layer of snow. It connected to the trees on both sides of the street, covered in silver, and it was a beautiful sight.

Jiang Mo didn't bring a coat when he went out, but was wearing a thin sweater. Before he had taken two steps on the road, snow fell on him.

The shops on the street are all closed, and above the high-rise buildings, there are thousands of lights, and red Chinese knots are hung on the street lamps.

Everywhere on this street, there is a strong flavor of the New Year, and the excitement and festivities surround them.

But Jiang Mo could only feel cold and irritable.

He disdained to quarrel with Jiang's father, since he was a child, he was used to the noise, even when he was admitted to QH in the college entrance examination, Jiang's father would come over and say a few words about himself.

Every time I would say: "What's the use of studying well? You can't make much money! Making money is king."

His tuition and living expenses are all earned by himself from part-time jobs, and part of him is earned by relying on game playing and sparring.

Jiang Mo exhaled white air, he finally felt a little cold, the snow fell into his neck, was slowly melted by his body temperature, turned into a small drop of water, and slid down his back.

The wind penetrated into his clothes, drying up the small drops of water, and the whole back was dry and cold.

Recalling everything that happened last year, Jiang Mo replied directly to Xu Jia: "I won't go home."

He wants to visit his mother this year. His mother is in the next city, and he doesn't know how she has been doing in the past few years.

【Xu Jia】Okay, it's fine if you don't come back.

[Xu Jia] By the way, Dad Jiang is quite stable now.

Jiang Mo didn't want to talk to her too much, he didn't even want to ask her the question he wanted to ask just now.

[Jiang Mo] Got it.

[Jiang Mo] I still have something to do.

He quit the chat interface, and his whole head began to ache. The noisy noises of those years are now filling his mind, and it won't go away for a long time.

Jiang Mo got up and went back to the dormitory. He is quite annoyed now, especially about the Chinese New Year.

Lying back on the bed, he covered his head with the quilt, and it came again, the feeling of splitting headache came again.

Jiang Mo was about to go crazy, obviously he had improved a lot in the past two years, but why... his mind started to become confused.

……

Song Cheng's lunch boxes ran all the way home, her mind was full of the matter of Cousin Gu Miao, if it was really her, it would be considered good news.

The more she thought about it, the happier she was. She put the lunch box on the table and looked at the recipe on the refrigerator. The ingredients needed tonight: carrots, broccoli...

Putting these ingredients on the cutting board one by one, Song Cheng started to cook.

(End of this chapter)