On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the employeesâ thoughts had already begun to drift away.
Although itâs officially a three-day holiday, itâs actually just one day off.
But thereâs plenty of time to take a short trip nearby.
"Hey? Do you think itâs almost Mid-Autumn Festival and yet thereâs no sign of the company doing anything?"
"My friends got mooncakes from their company last week, and they even sent me a message to show off."
The girl tapping away at her keyboard beside them said without turning her head:
"Whatâs the rush? Our company is never short of money."
"Since you started, have you ever seen the company be stingy?"
At this moment, the team leader couldnât stand it any longer.
Heâs been with the company for over a year and is considered a veteran in this group.
Seeing his subordinates so impatient, he spoke up:
"Alright, stop guessing."
"The company gives cash bonuses every holiday."
"If youâre expecting the company to hand out mooncakes, forget about it."
"I remember last yearâs Mid-Autumn Festival came with a 1,000-yuan bonus; as for this year, who knows."
"But if nothing unexpected happens, itâll still be 1,000 yuan."
The girl previously indifferent and typing on her keyboard suddenly perked up after hearing the team leaderâs words and turned around smiling, asking:
"Really, leader?"
"Why would I lie to you? Itâs not like thereâs anything in it for me."
"If you donât believe me, ask Old Chen. Am I right, Old Chen?"
Everyone looked at the oldest colleague in the group, who was over 30.
Old Chen, with quite a few gray hairs, nodded and said:
"Thatâs indeed the case."
"Thatâs great!"
At this moment, the team leader burst out laughing:
"Well, look at that. Didnât I tell you the notification just came through?"
"The Mid-Autumn bonus is 1,500, 500 more than usual, quite a pleasant surprise."
By now, they were no longer paying attention to him as everyone had received the companyâs mass message.
On the afternoon before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the 1,500-yuan bonus was credited to everyoneâs account.
The next day, a large number of employees swarmed out of the park, going on tours in groups of three or five.
Especially the super long canyon rafting in the county, which many employees had long been looking forward to.
Today, Mo Jingchun didnât do anything; he just stayed home and played with his sister.
In the evening, Mo Jingchun invited his grandpa, his uncle, and aunt for dinner at home.
A simple family dinner, where the food doesnât matter; whatâs important is eating together.
Chatting while eating.
Occasionally boasting too.
Hmm... itâs not Mo Jingchun boasting, itâs his uncle.
"Xiaochun, Iâm not bragging. When I was young..."
As he spoke, grandpa started reminiscing about the hardships of their generation.
Mo Jingchun found it hard to imagine how people survived in those days when even tree bark was unavailable.
Candy, munching on a chicken leg, looked up with puzzled eyes and asked:
"Grandpa, if there was no tree bark, why not catch fish in the river to eat?"
"There were plenty, plenty of fish in the rivers."
Grandpa gently rubbed Candyâs little head, smiling lovingly:
"Because there was no water in the river."
Grandpa said it with a smile, but Mo Jingchun saw a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Famine occurs basically in two extreme situations.
One is a long period without rain, leading to a drought-induced famine, and the other is a prolonged rainy period causing a flood-induced famine.
Whether itâs a drought or a flood, it results in people having nothing to eat.
In case of a flood, people generally avoided areas with water flow.
Where would the fish come from?
The little one nodded, partially understanding, and resumed chewing on the chicken leg.
Around past nine in the evening, grandpa and others had already taken a car back to the tech park.
Mo Jingchun sat on the swing chair on the second-floor balcony, gazing at the big round moon.
At this moment, without surrounding lights, the moon would have appeared even more beautiful to him.
In the first-floor living room, the little one opened a box of mooncakes.
The packaging of the mooncakes was exceptionally exquisite.
Just judging by the packaging, you could tell that this box of mooncakes wasnât cheap.
The mooncakes werenât bought; they were given by someone.
Opening the mooncake box, the little one grabbed one in each hand.
Took two steps, then returned to grab another, tucking it into his pocket.
Glancing at the stairs, the little one shook his head.
"Zero, Guoguo wants to take the elevator."
"Received."
Taking the elevator to the second floor, the little one hummed an unknown tune, hopping around in search of his brother.
"Brother, here!"
The little one handed over one of the mooncakes.
Looking at the mooncake, Mo Jingchun slightly smiled.
He didnât rush to take the mooncake handed by his sister; instead, he picked her up and sat together on the swing chair.
Both took a bite of the mooncake, and the little one happily swung her head side to side, her little feet dangling carefree.
"Guoguo."
"Hmmïœ"
"Donât you think todayâs moon is big, round, and beautiful?"
"Wow, it really is."
With eyes half-closed, Mo Jingchun, in a dreamy state, seemed to see two figures on the moon, gazing at him and his sister from afar.
The human experience joy and sorrow, parting and reunion, just as the moon waxes and wanes.
In his heart, Mo Jingchun murmured: "Dad, Mom, my sister and I are both well, donât worry about us."
Only a tear trickling from the corner of his eye told the world that Mo Jingchun missed his parents dearly too.
During the three days of the Mid-Autumn festival, Mo Jingchun went nowhere.
He never set foot in the company park either.
Most of the time, Mo Jingchun spent sleeping in.
Indeed, time always flies by when you sleep.
The three-day holiday passed in a flash.
On the first workday morning, Mo Jingchunâs head was still spinning.
By the afternoon, with his mind pondering questions, he finally felt clear-headed.
In the office, Mo Jingchun was looking at the piles of documents, signing where needed.
Meanwhile, the little one was having a blast flying around in the kindergarten.
A single slide, and a group of kids could play all day.
Without getting bored.
Unlike Mo Jingchunâs childhood, where playing with mud was the norm with his buddies.
Sometimes, a single stick would be enough for a good long play.
"Hmm, okay, got it." Hanging up the landline, Xia Xiaomin got up the next second, heading toward the bossâs desk.
"Whatâs up?" Mo Jingchun raised his head briefly, then continued to look through the documents.
"Boss, the lab called saying the graphene batteryâs structural issues have been resolved."
"They were wondering if you have time to come over and take a look."
Mo Jingchun didnât respond to Xia Xiaomin immediately.
"Zero."
"Graphene battery structure meets requirements."
With Zeroâs confirmation, Mo Jingchun raised his head, smiling at Xia Xiaomin:
"I wonât be going."
"Give each of them a 5,000-yuan bonusâtonightâs outings, on the companyâs tab."
"Got it, boss."
The development of the graphene battery finally took a step forward, which was a cause for celebration.