Chapter 214: The Cloud-Raising of Modern College Students

Actually, there’s something Mo Changyou didn’t say: even if you’re not home, I’ll still make a point to check your well.

Otherwise, no matter how good a well is, if no one takes care of it, it’ll end up abandoned over time.

In just a matter of moments, the cigarette in his hand was unknowingly finished.

Mo Changyou thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Alright then, I won’t be polite with you; tomorrow I’ll go buy some pipes and reconnect the water supply."

Mo Jingchun laughed heartily and said:

"Sure."

At this moment, as Mo Changyou lit a second cigarette, he realized and asked:

"Huh?"

"Why haven’t I seen Candy?"

"Didn’t she go to her grandpa’s house?"

Mo Jingchun shook his head and said, "No, she’s playing with Xiang’Er."

"Before she came back, she would nag in my ear every day, wanting to come back and play with Xiang’Er."

"See, before we even reached home, Candy got off the car first to play with Xiang’Er."

Speaking of Xiang’Er, the kind-hearted Mo Changyou also sighed deeply.

"Xiang’Er is also a pitiful child, you know."

Mo Changyou shook his head, feeling a bit sorry for Xiang’Er.

Mo Jingchun, gazing into the distance, surely knew about Xiang’Er’s situation.

Just couldn’t understand what Liang was thinking; having a good life but choosing to drink and act recklessly, driving his wife away.

As for divorce? They didn’t even get a marriage certificate, so how could there be a divorce?

Poor Xiang’Er, abandoned by her father and without a mother.

Thankfully, her grandparents are nice, otherwise... Mo Jingchun shook his head.

Xiang’Er doesn’t like to talk; if it weren’t for these reasons, Mo Jingchun wouldn’t believe it.

But, what can you say? Every family has its own difficulties.

"Xiaochun, have you seen the newly paved asphalt road?"

Mo Jingchun, with a calm demeanor, replied, "I’ve pretty much checked it out."

Mo Changyou raised an eyebrow, "The asphalt road is impeccable."

"But, some people are indeed excessive."

"The road’s so wide, it’s like having a yard."

Mo Jingchun wasn’t angry but instead smiled warmly and said to the uncle:

"Uncle, didn’t we agree last time?"

"However wide the road foundation the uncles and aunts wanted, I got it built to their homes."

"If everyone could make the foundation wide, that’s their ability, nothing to criticize."

Mo Changyou extinguished the cigarette butt, shook his head and said:

"You’re too kind-hearted."

"It’s best not to be like this in the future, otherwise, some people will just come to expect it and push their limits."

Push their limits? Mo Jingchun couldn’t help but laugh inside.

If Mo Jingchun weren’t willing, to take even a penny from him, they’d have to see if he’d agree.

Did they really think Mo Jingchun was easy to bully?

"Alright, it’s almost noon. You go ahead, and after picking up Candy, come directly to my place for lunch."

"I’ll head back to have your aunt start cooking."

Mo Jingchun never hesitated with his uncle, "Alright, uncle."

"I happen to have two bottles of good wine here; I’ll bring them over for you to try."

Mo Changyou, slinging the hoe over his shoulder again, laughed heartily:

"That’d be great."

Watching the back of his uncle, who had not a single black hair left.

Mo Jingchun pondered how time spares no one.

Although his uncle seemed vigorous, Mo Jingchun understood that any elder, if they were to fall unexpectedly...

Most likely, they’d become bedridden and not last for years.

In life, regardless of wealth or poverty, no one escapes the eventual parting and parting of life and death.

Some come into this world, take a look, are unsatisfied, and leave early.

While some troublesome ones live to a ripe old age.

Is it fair? Not really.

Sneering, Mo Jingchun murmured to himself: "What am I doing? Thinking so much."

"Why am I suddenly feeling so sentimental?"

After moving everything from the car into the living room, Mo Jingchun parked the car by the yard.

Back inside, Mo Jingchun lit three incense sticks and placed them in the incense burner.

Looking at the two black and white photos in the frames on the wall, Mo Jingchun no longer felt like crying just by glancing at them.

It’s not that Mo Jingchun doesn’t miss his parents anymore, but one can’t live in sorrow forever.

Moreover, now that Candy is gradually understanding things, Mo Jingchun doesn’t want to pass on negative emotions to her.

Children should have a happy childhood, after all.

In the living room, Mo Jingchun took a sip of the hot water he brought back from the company from his thermos while looking at the family photo taken in Jing City hanging beside the clock, almost as if he saw his parents in the photo smiling at him.

Mo Jingchun sat in the living room, idly swiping through short videos.

Because Mo Jingchun loves watching videos about children, every time he scrolls, at least 6 out of 10 short videos are about children.

Even so, Mo Jingchun doesn’t dislike it at all.

He finds every child he sees absolutely adorable.

Especially those little babies who can’t talk yet.

In fact, Mo Jingchun’s generation, in general, loves watching videos about kids.

In any comment section of popular, cute children’s videos, if you browse through it, you’ll surely see comments like:

"Another day of cloud parenting a baby."

Or comments like this:

"Is it normal for college students to love watching these videos? [cry-laugh emoji]"

If you look carefully, you’ll notice that in recent years, many college students particularly adore children.

But when it comes to the topic of marriage, the enthusiasm is the complete opposite.

Whether male or female, the consensus is surprisingly not wanting to marry.

Mo Jingchun was scrolling happily and glanced at the time; oh my goodness.

How did it get to be 11:30 so quickly?

Mo Jingchun quickly stood up, pocketed his phone, and then locked the door.

All in one go.

Running over to Xiang’Er’s house to pick up Candy, Mo Jingchun finally felt relieved when he saw the two little ones watching TV without eating.

"Is it Xiaochun?"

"Yes, it’s me, Auntie." Mo Jingchun smiled broadly.

"I’m here to take Candy to Uncle’s place for lunch."

Mo Jingchun gently patted Candy’s shoulder and said:

"Guoguo, after lunch, how about brother brings you back to play with Xiang’Er in the afternoon?"

Still watching TV, Candy nodded, "Okay."

When Mo Jingchun brought Candy to Uncle’s house, he realized that they had already started a fire there.

But on second thought, having a fire was normal.

Uncle isn’t used to air conditioning, and it’s cold.

Aside from warming themselves by the fire, there was nothing else to do but lie in bed all day.

By the hearth, Candy sat on a small stool, stretching out her hands to warm herself by the fire.

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