"Huh! Ling's family doesn't have a good thing, so he wants to harm our Xiaosu." Old man Ye cursed angrily, "It's just that our Xiaosu is so bullying."

Mrs. Ye looked at the photos on the news, "Oh, you are an unnecessary worry, when is Xiao Su being bullied? Isn't she a beautiful counterattack?"

"Those from the Ling family are really rubbish." Old man Ye still felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, when Xiao Su is going to bring Bo Shao back for dinner, you go to the kitchen to see how they are preparing." Mrs. Ye didn't want to listen to Mr. Ye's constant scolding here, so she simply urged. He goes to the kitchen.

"Oh, Young Master Bo is coming?" Mr. Ye got excited for a moment, and quickly walked toward the kitchen. Before entering the kitchen, the sound rang, "You guys, hurry up, get all the hairy crabs ready and steam them. Steaming, as well as all the abalone, have to be prepared. All Australian lobsters have to be arranged."

"I see, old man."

Several aunts in the kitchen are very busy.

Can Bo Shao, the son of the President, be negligent?

When Bo Xingzhi and Ruan Su came back, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening.

Song Jiayan and Ye Mili also went home with them.

"Today happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival." Mrs. Ye happily asked the servant to bring two plates of cut moon cakes. "Everyone, try this year's moon cakes before eating."

The mooncakes are placed on the plate and cut into small pieces. The ones with egg yolk and the lotus paste, the ones with fruit and the meat...

Anyway, there are many kinds.

Ruan Su walked over and took a small piece, and first sent it to Bo Xingzhi's mouth. When she turned around to get the second piece, Bo Xingzhi suddenly stuffed a small piece of moon cake into her mouth.

It's exactly the same as her actions.

At this moment, there was a "click".

Ye Yanli took the camera and filmed the scene, "The atmosphere is really good, and the expression is good! It's awesome!"

He took a Polaroid, and the photo came out in minutes. He pulled the photo and sent it to the two of them, "Look at it."

Ruan Su took the photo and was stunned for a moment. What Ye Yanli captured was the moment when they fed each other mooncakes.

Although it was shot by Polaroid, it is comparable to a mooncake commercial.

In particular, her shocked eyes and her thin and petting look captured the photos very, very well.

She couldn't help but laughed, "Uncle, you have a talent for being a photographer."

Having said that, she kept the photos away, feeling quite reserved.

"It took you beautifully." Bo Xingzhi finished eating the mooncakes, and looked at her with a smile on his lips. "I heard that people in the north don't cut moon cakes, but they cut them only when they eat moon cakes in the south."

"That's pretty good! There are a lot of these comparisons on the short video website, and they are pretty good." Ye Yanli thought of the one he had just seen during the day, "I heard that mooncakes in the north are so big!"

He gestured for size.

Song Jiayan took a picture of him, and said angrily, "That's for the video effect! My home is in the north. When we usually eat, it’s just this mooncake that doesn’t cut, and doesn’t eat the super invincible ones. Okay?"

"My wife is right. It's all right." Ye Yanli squatted, and quickly took a small piece of moon cake to Song Jiayan's mouth, "How about this taste."

Elder Ye and Mrs. Ye also tasted moon cakes separately, and Ye Tan and Jun Moli also came back and sat there chatting together.

Until the housekeeper came to inform the meal, the whole family walked toward the restaurant mightily.

"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, our Ye family is really reunited."

As soon as he took his seat, Old Man Ye said with emotion. "Xiaosu is also back. It's a pity...Your mother is not here. If your mother is still alive and can come back, it would be great."

"Dad, today is the day of reunion, don't mention this kind of sad topic." Ye Yanli hurriedly comforted the old man Ye, "I believe that my sister must be in a corner of this world, and she must be still alive."

"Okay, okay, everyone raise the cup in your hand and have a drink." Mrs. Ye picked up the red wine glass in her hand and stood up.

Ye Jiaqi was happy and happy.

The reunion atmosphere of Mid-Autumn Festival affects everyone in the family.

After all, because of Ruan Su's return, the welfare of family servants during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year has doubled.

Can you be upset?

*

The night was like ink, and the round and big moon hung high in the sky, exuding a gentle light.

In a mountain col, there was a place like a secret base, and a middle-aged woman slowly walked out of a tower.

She raised her head and looked at the moon in the sky that was like a disc. The moonlight was quietly sprinkling on the earth like water, covering the whole earth with a silver-gray veil.

And this woman wore a plain white shirt, looking gentle and generous, just like the moonlight in the sky.

Her gentle face, like a jade plate, carried a faint longing.

"Teacher, it's Mid-Autumn Festival again." A man in his thirties also walked out of the tower and came behind the woman.

His frantic hair seemed a little unruly, and he looked increasingly sloppy in black.

He carried a bag of things in his left hand, and held an instrument similar to a dashboard in his right hand.

"Yeah! It's Mid-Autumn Festival again." The woman sighed slowly, "I have been here for so many years."

She stepped forward, but there was a clanging sound on her feet. If she didn't look closely, she wouldn't find that she was wearing heavy fetters on her feet in the night!

And this sound is exactly the sound made by the fetters.

She was struggling to walk, and she could see that the fetters were very heavy, and her ankle had long been worn with a layer of red and swollen calluses because of the long-term fetters, which was shocking!

Her hands have long been covered with thick calluses, which are a kind of heavy-worked hands.

"Teacher..." The man stopped talking.

The woman looked back at him, her tender brows and her eyes filled with a faint smile, "Okay, don't say anything else, go back to rest earlier."

The man looked at the woman's face that was still exquisite and bright despite the years and frosts. If she didn't say it, she wouldn't be able to tell that she was about fifty years old.

The same as the woman, he also wears fetters on his feet, and his dress looks wild like a refugee.

"Do you really want to leave?" The man muttered in a low voice, but the woman in front did not respond to him, his voice seemed to be in the wind.

The woman slowly returned to the dormitory and opened the door of her room. Her expression suddenly became indifferent. She stared sharply at the stylishly dressed woman in the middle of the room.

"What are you doing here?"

"A Jin, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I just want to spend it with you." The masked woman was holding a tray with a few exquisite desserts and a few months of cakes on it.

She put the tray in front of the woman and looked at the woman up and down for a long time before saying, "Your skin is so good that I am jealous. Faced with so many metals and so much radiation, why are you still not looking old?"

The masked woman raised her hand to caress her masked cheek, her eyes flashed with jealous craziness, "I have used so many medical beauty, so many high-tech methods, so good skin care products, why is it still getting old? ?"

"Because you are not right in your mind!" The middle-aged woman sneered, slapped the tray to the ground, "Don't disgust me here, get out!"

"A Jin, why are you still so short-tempered? It's not good..." The masked woman was not angry, but a strange light appeared in her eyes, "Is there a bottleneck in the research in the past two days? It doesn't matter, I can wait. ...Wait until you research the results."

"I don't want to see you, I don't want to for a minute!" The middle-aged woman had a cold expression and walked directly toward the bathroom with her heavy fetters.

"Oh, do I need to wash it now? It's okay if you don't care about me, as long as you give me the results of the research." The masked woman raised her eyebrows and shouted at her back.

The middle-aged woman slammed the door of the bathroom, and within a short while, there was a rustling sound of water.

The masked woman sneered and stepped directly out of the room.

When the middle-aged woman walked out of the bathroom, the room had become empty.

She dragged her heavy fetters to the side of the bed and glanced at this simple room, then she sat on the bed and stared at the fetters on her feet for a while.

This fetter is specially made, it is not only very heavy and there is no key to open it.

She had studied this fetter for many, many years, but she still couldn't open it.

She sighed, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

Her child...her family...don't know what's going on.

Her two daughters... are they okay?

*

It's late at night, the presidential palace.

When Bo Xingzhi came back under the moonlight, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

He returned to the small building where he lived, and as soon as he reached the lobby on the first floor, he saw that the hall was brightly lit, and a middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa with a sullen face.

On the coffee table in front of him was a plate of cut moon cakes.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man flew to Bo Xingzhi with an eye knife. He snorted coldly, and his tone was deeply unhappy. Go to Ye's house!"

"I spend the holidays with my wife, what's wrong?" Bo Xing walked slowly to the sofa and looked at the angry president, "You have so many women, there are so many who want to spend the holidays with you. Why bother. Pretend in front of me?"

The president had a dark complexion. He turned down his job, turned down the invitation to those women, and returned to spend the holidays with his son. It turned out to be good. He waited until midnight before his son returned.

Annoyed him!