Chapter 2762 The Real World 112

After the shop assistant left, Xiao Mo'er was still in her own thoughts.

The Marquis of Zhongwu, the Mansion of the King of Jin, Gu Pianran...

The only people in these places who can connect them all together is Bei Yutang, the number one beauty in Southern Tang.

Could it be that my mother and Bei Yutang are very familiar with each other, is she here for her?

The only thing Xiao Mo'er could think of was this possibility.

The next day, Bei Yutang got up early, and when Daixiang and the others got up, Bei Yutang had already returned with breakfast and invited them to come over to eat.

"What are you doing standing still, come and eat."

Daixiang and Xue Qian looked at each other and felt that the Bei Yutang they saw yesterday was fake.

Xiao Mo'er was very polite, ran over, sat on the table, picked up a steaming meat bun, opened her mouth and bit it, oil leaked from it, and the aroma of meat wafted out.

"Delicious, delicious." Xiao Mo'er said after swallowing the meat buns.

"This steamed bun shop is famous in Chang'an City, and the steamed buns made are delicious." Bei Yutang greeted Daixiang and the two to eat.

After Daixiang and Xue Qian took a bite, they praised them again and again.

"Sister Mu, how did you find this shop?"

"When you hear people say it, just go and see."

After breakfast, Bei Yutang left Xiao Mo'er and the others at the inn, and went out alone to find a courtyard. There were very few people renting houses at this time, and Yaxing's business was deserted. After Bei Yutang came to the door, Yaxing led people to see the house that day.

In one morning, Bei Yutang looked at the houses of four or five houses, and finally found a house with a courtyard that was not very large, enough for them all to live in.

In the afternoon, they led their group to check in.

Since the Chinese New Year is coming soon, several people are busy tidying up the room, and on the last day, they go to buy the New Year's goods.

For two days, the four of them were busy, and there was not a moment of free time.

On the New Year's Eve, the four of them were busy. .

Xiao Mo'er and Xue Qian posted a couplet at the door of Men Yue. Daixiang and Bei Yutang were busy in the kitchen.

Bei Yutang cooked a table full of dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat.

Bei Yutang looked at the few people in front of her. Although they were not the closest people, they were able to gather together to celebrate the New Year. This was also a kind of fate.

Xue Qian stood up and raised a glass to Bei Yutang and the others, "I never thought that one day I would be celebrating Chinese New Year in Chang'an City. This is my first time to celebrate the New Year abroad, and my first time to travel far. I have gained a lot of knowledge. Especially Mrs. Mu, you have made me understand a lot of things. I toast you with this glass of wine."

Xue Qianhao took a sip, but the wine was too spicy, causing him to cough.

It was rare that Daixiang didn't make fun of him. She stood up, raised her glass, and looked at Bei Yutang gratefully, "Sister Mu, thank you. You gave me a second life. If it wasn't for you, I would still be I don't know where I am, I don't know what life I live. You gave me a second life. I will do it first as a respect."

Bei Yutang followed after finishing his glass of wine.

Since his mother woke up that day, his life has changed dramatically.

At this time last year, he was still in the village, hungry, and looked enviously at other people being able to eat delicious food.

In just one year, from the remote small mountain village, to the New Year in Chang'an City, which is full of flowers. Although there are strangers here, as long as there is a mother there, wherever is home.

He likes his current mother, without her, he would not be where he is now.

To read and write, to get a title, this is something that I never dared to think about before.

ps: I can't wait to chop off my hand... The hand is too stiff, and the fingers are completely unable to speed.

I hate winter and I hate cold weather.

It's too painful to code in winter.

After finally sending a group of little kids away, I found that my fingers were stiff and unreasonable when I was typing at night. Can't type fluently.

I'm going to buy warm typing equipment online tomorrow... It's a tragedy in my hometown, there's nothing. The sudden cooling of the weather is a death.

Little cuties, keep warm. Later, Master Mo will stay up late and code words

so hard...