Technology overlord starts with baby

Before Mo Jingchun's astonished eyes could react, Chen Junqiang pulled Mo Jingchun's scratched hand up.

"Take it!"

Looking at the things the police stuffed into his hands, Mo Jingchun was in a trance, and soon came back to his senses.

Mo Jingchun's face was flushed red, his cheeks were hot, and he quickly returned the red, green and green in his hand to the policeman.

It was a sheet of crumpled fifty-dollar and one-hundred-dollar bills, some of which looked as if they had been wrapped in starch.

"Uncle policeman, it's really not necessary."

"Take it, it's not much, it's just my little care." While speaking, Chen Junqiang blocked Mo Jingchun's hand back.

Mo Jingchun has slender arms and legs, and Chen Junqiang, who does regular exercise, is not as strong as Chen Junqiang.

After repeated attempts to no avail, Mo Jingchun got up and bowed to Chen Junqiang.

"Thanks."

Besides thank you, Mo Jingchun didn't know how to express his feelings at this time.

To the police, he, Mo Jingchun, was just a stranger among tens of thousands of passers-by every day, and it was his normal job as a policeman to interrogate him just now.

Chen Junqiang did not refuse Mo Jingchun's thanks.

"Passengers, please note that the G021X train from Modu South Station to Beijing Station is about to arrive. Passengers on this train are requested to bring their luggage and go to ticket gate No. 3 to check in."

“Attention, passengers, the g021x train from modu south station to Jingcheng station is about to arrive. Please take your carry on luggage and go to gate 3 to check in.”

Mo Jingchun's expression changed slightly when he heard the announcement of the ticket inspection of the train he was taking.

"What's wrong? Are you this train?"

"Hi! Look at my memory. I just read your acceptance letter from Peking University." Chen Junqiang patted his forehead.

"Come on, I'll take you to the platform. You have both a stroller and a suitcase. You can't do it without someone to help you."

Mo Jingchun did not refuse Chen Junqiang's kindness. With so many things and taking care of his sister's candy, it was really inconvenient to take the escalator.

"Let me carry the suitcase for you."

In the artificial passage line, after waiting for about three minutes, it was Mo Jingchun's turn.

After Chen Junqiang sent Mo Jingchun to Platform 2, he left without staying too long. In his words, he still had to be on duty.

It was past ten o'clock, and there was no air conditioner outside, so the weather was really hot. Only the occasional breeze brought Mo Jingchun a bit of coolness.

Mo Jingchun turned around by chance, and met a pair of eyes directly.

After confirming the eyes, it is the person in the same compartment.

"I said it's just a coincidence, do you believe it?" Du Xiaohan said looking at the young man whose expression had dropped instantly.

"I believe, auntie~" When calling out auntie, Mo Jingchun deliberately elongated the word "auntie" for auntie.

Sure enough, the title "Auntie" is often full of lethality.

Du Xiaohan was silent for a while, and then said: "I'm only 26 this year."

Mo Jingchun: "I am born after 00."

Du Xiaohan: "I am 26 years old."

Mo Jingchun: "I am born after 00."

Du Xiaohan: "I don't celebrate my birthday until the end of the year."

Mo Jingchun: "I am born after 00."

Du Xiaohan was somewhat angry. She just graduated, so she became an aunt.

"What else can you say besides saying that you are post-00?"

Mo Jingchun looked at his sister in the stroller and remained silent for a long time.

Just when Du Xiaohan thought she had won, Mo Jingchun's words directly broke her defense.

"My sister is in her 20s."

Mo Jingchun's words were astonishing, and a bald man next to him was full of admiration, and even gave Mo Jingchun a thumbs up.

The high-speed rail came to a slow stop, and everyone rushed up, fearing that the car would not wait for anyone

Mo Jingchun was not in a hurry, he was waiting for the others to get in the car first before getting in the car.

Mo Jingchun was praying silently, praying that he would not be so unlucky, sitting next to that woman, although the probability of this possibility is not high, but what if?

It should not be so unlucky, Mo Jingchun thought to himself comfortingly.

Pushing the stroller, Mo Jingchun was walking in the narrow aisle. When passing by, Mo Jingchun caught a glimpse of the woman from the corner of his eye.

Seeing where the woman was sitting, Mo Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

"It's okay, it's not that bad luck."

Mo Jingchun quickened his pace and walked to the end, the first row, seat A by the window.

To Mo Jingchun's surprise, there is a lot of space in front of the first row, and there is still a lot of space for a suitcase.

There is already someone in Block B, a handsome guy.

Taking the candy out of the stroller and putting it on the seat, Mo Jingchun folded the stroller.

"It's okay, let it go."

"Huh? Thank you."

"Thanks."

Full of joy, Mo Jingchun leaned the folded stroller against the suitcase.

After the high-speed rail moved, Mo Jingchun hugged his sister and stared at the receding scenery outside the window in a daze. The little guy was tired of playing in his arms for a while, and fell asleep directly in Mo Jingchun's arms. To be honest, Mo Jingchun envied his younger sister very much, she was ignorant and could fall asleep at any time.

It is also a very happy thing to be able to fall asleep quickly and without worry.

More than half an hour later, Mo Jingchun also felt a little drowsy. He slept late last night, but woke up again at four in the morning, and didn't sleep much all night. Just when Mo Jingchun was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, the handsome little brother wearing glasses suddenly tilted his head and looked at him.

"Tell me, which is more regrettable, getting on the wrong bus or missing the bus?"

The sudden question and answer directly confused Mo Jingchun's question, how could Mo Jingchun know the answer to such a philosophical question.

However, a fragment flashed in Mo Jingchun's mind. After organizing the language, Mo Jingchun said: "My high school Chinese teacher once told us in class that when you are confused and don't know how to choose, in fact You already have the answer in your heart, but you just don’t want to accept it.”

"Brother, I think it's not a pity to get on the wrong bus or miss the bus, but it's a pity that we didn't reach the finish line."

"What do you think?"

Xiao Zheming was just asking casually, wanting to ease the depression in his heart, but Xiao Zheming did not expect that Mo Jingchun would answer him, and even gave him an answer that stunned him.

"It's not a pity to get on the wrong bus or miss the bus, but it's a pity that we didn't reach the finish line." After Xiao Zheming repeated this sentence to himself several times, he felt his heart suddenly opened up.

"Thank you. Your answer is very good."

"Ah? Is there?" Mo Jingchun smiled a little embarrassedly, he couldn't say it, he said it casually.

Xiao Zheming smiled, "It's really good."

With that said, Xiao Zheming opened WeChat.

"Honey, I got home around four o'clock in the afternoon. In the evening, we will go to the hot pot restaurant in the old street to have hot pot, and then go to the movies."

"Yeah." The message came back in seconds.

At this moment, Xiao Zheming suddenly thought through a lot.

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