This beef rice noodle is a snack commonly eaten by southerners. Usually it's served early. However, it is not ruled out that some stores will also operate at night.

   Packing up things, Mo Shaochen naturally regarded it as a labor force, carrying a small suitcase, several people walked to the rice noodle shop in a mighty manner. With the pure white rice noodles and the fragrant soup, Mu Qingyu picked up the Shanxi mature vinegar next to him without hesitation, and poured it into a pile. Mu Shangen was puzzled. He had never seen his mother like to use so many seasonings when he was a child, so he couldn't help but experimented with it, which almost made him sour. Without further ado, he pushed the rice noodles in his hand towards Mo Shaochen, and asked for a new bowl.

   "Sour girl, it seems that this baby is another 'China Construction Bank'!" Mother Mu just said as she looked at her. The four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound can clearly see the gender of the baby, but it is difficult for ordinary people to see the appearance of the little guy through a photo that is not very clear.

  It’s actually not too far from Mu’s mother’s home. It only takes half an hour to go for a walk after eating enough.

  Mu Qingyu knows that pregnant women need to exercise. Good exercise can not only make the body healthier, but also give birth more smoothly, and can also strengthen the child's physique. Anyway, the task of pulling the luggage was given to Mo Shaochen. She was holding Mu Shangen in one hand, and Mu's mother was walking beside her. From a distance, it seemed like a family.

  Xiangcheng is a small city without wide roads, but the greenery is excellent. The place where Mu's mother lives is also the place where Mu Qingyu grew up, a quiet street, and a not too big garden in the middle of the street. There are no traffic coming and going and neon lights shining all the time on the street, but only the lights of thousands of houses on the side of the road from the thick branches of tall camphor trees.

  Mo Shaochen did not follow them through such small streets and alleys. In December, when the cold snapped, there were not many pedestrians on the roadside. Along the way, apart from the unhurried footsteps of the few of them, there was the slight sound of the rollers as he dragged the box. It was quiet, as if in another world.

   I don't know when, the sky has already started to snow slightly. A few pieces landed on the tip of Mu Qingyu's nose, and he felt a refreshing taste. Enen beside her was overjoyed: "Mom, it's snowing!"

  Children may be naturally interested in snow. It's not like he hasn't seen snowflakes in Yancheng before. But he was only three years old at that time, and his memory was already blurred. Moreover, because of a bad heart, I can only stay at home all day long, and I haven't really played in the snow, have I?

   "Enen, don't run, the road is very slippery, don't fall down." Mu Qingyu took his hand. She was worried that the little guy would play wild, so she grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

   Mu Shangen looked enviously at the white snow flying all over the sky, but the snow in the south is always softer than that in Yancheng. Scattered and scattered, not yet to the point where the sky is full of snow.

  Watching their mother and son talking, Mo Shaochen didn't have much ups and downs, including just now, when Mu's mother mentioned the baby in her womb, his original feelings of joy and depression also disappeared.

   It seems that as long as he looks at her, seeing their mother and child happy, happy, he can give everything! As long as she agrees, this child is also his Mo Shaochen's child. He will treat this baby like she treats Enen!