When he went to the vegetable market to buy a pound of mung beans and returned to the rental house, Liu Ming was already standing there with a newly bought pressure cooker and waiting for him.

Hao Yunyang changed into a pair of cotton slippers and put the mung beans on the table. Then he looked up at Liu Ming and said, "Don't you go to the store?"

"It's closed." Liu Ming curled his lips: "Waiting to eat your mung bean soup."

"Haha, you are really the best!" Hao Yunyang praised the word "无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无

"Hey, that's all?" Liu Ming was a little stunned. These guys who cooked food and ate food were bought by the guy he used to share with him. For Liu Ming, cooking food and cooking is obviously a profound knowledge, and it is even more difficult to cook delicious mung bean soup.

"After three minutes of breathing, turn it on low heat and cook for another three minutes, just turn it off." Hao Yunyang, who had already walked to the door, turned around and said, "Oh, I haven't added the sugar. I'll drink it later and add it myself."

"You...I..." Liu Ming was extremely shocked. Just as Hao Yunyang entered the room and slowly closed the door, he shuddered and asked, "By the way!"

"What?" Hao Yunyang poked his head out.

"You have resigned for a while and aren't you going to go out to find a job?" Liu Ming thought for a while and said, "I just saw an electronics factory here recruiting workers and assembled them. It is eight hours a day, with a guaranteed minimum of 1,200 yuan. One hour of overtime is seven yuan. It's only three or four minutes away from us. Don't you go and take a look?"

"Thank you." Hao Yunyang's heart moved slightly, a sincere smile appeared on his face. After saying thank you very seriously, he shook his head slightly: "However, I still have some things to do recently, and I still have some old money on the card. I don't want to go out to work for the moment."

"Immortal Banban!" Liu Ming laughed and scolded: "How much is your card? Paying rent is the old capital, eating, drinking and having fun is the old capital, and buying clothes is the old capital. Could it be that you can still have ten thousand yuan on your card?"

"Haha, it's almost the same." Hao Yunyang smiled, shrank his head back, and the door was gently closed.

"It's really true." Liu Ming was also a little confused for a while, and then he didn't care about it after being stunned for a while. He brought a stool and sat there, staring at the pressure cooker motionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The supper that night was made by Hao Yunyang in the kitchen. A bowl of pickled vegetables soup, a plate of scrambled eggs, and mung bean soup can be used as a midnight snack after being heated. Although it is very simple to eat, at least my stomach is full.

Turn off the TV in the living room casually, Liu Ming stood up while stroking his stomach, piled up the leftovers on the table, and waved his hand: "I'll go in first, and when I get the bonus, I will definitely invite you out for a meal. Well, if you don't go anywhere else, I'll show off to Jinhui!"

"..." Hao Yunyang was stunned and watched Liu Ming run back to the room and close the door. Then he remembered that the previous agreement before cooking seemed to be Hao Yunyang cooking, and Liu Ming was cleaning pots and pans?

That night, Hao Yunyang did nothing else. After charging himself for 500 yuan on Taobao, he dialed his son's number and chatted for half an hour. He didn't talk much, and basically revolved around Zhao Chenxin, such as what Zhao Chenxin likes, what she doesn't like, etc.

What surprised Hao Yunyang the most was that in the memories of his son Hao Zhenhua, there was an Aunt Chen who was very different from Hao Yunyang, but she had a very good relationship with Zhao Chenxin. When she was a child, most of Hao Zhenhua's pocket money was given to him by this Aunt Chen.

According to Hao Zhenhua, Aunt Chen is named Chen Pingping. After Hao Yunyang and Zhao Chenxin got married for many years, Hao Zhenhua didn’t say very clearly about the specific situation, but Hao Yunyang almost concluded from his description that Aunt Chen in his son’s mouth was the burgundy-red-haired girl!

"Aunt Chen treats me and my mother very well." Hao Zhenhua said this, suddenly paused, and then said, "By the way!"

"What?"

"Dad, I remember... Aunt Chen seems to be in jail!" Hao Zhenhua was still a little uncertain at first, but then he used a certain tone: "When I was five or six years old, I went to the prison with you and your mother to see her. I heard from my mother that Aunt Chen was guilty of fraud and was sentenced to eleven years in prison!"

"That girl, did you commit fraud?" Hao Yunyang was shocked and his scalp became numb.

"Well, but I don't know the specific time of the incident." Hao Zhenhua's tone seemed helpless: "Aunt Chen died in a car accident three years ago. Mom is not smart now and can't remember much about the past. Dad, because Aunt Chen is so good to our family, you can't stand by and watch!"

"The question is, how can I interfere?" Hao Yunyang said angrily: "I have only met your mother for the third time until now!"

"This... do your best." Hao Zhenhua hesitated for a while before saying, "I have seen photos of Aunt Chen when she was young. It is very beautiful. If someone like Aunt Chen goes to prison, he may be treated like what kind of treatment..."

"For example?"

"Strong~rapist."

"I'll try my best!" Hao Yunyang took a deep breath: "After finishing this time, I will find a way to get close to your mother. Only by getting close to your mother can I understand you Aunt Chen!"

After hanging up the call with his son, Hao Yunyang rubbed his temples with some headaches and swelling. After standing up and taking several deep breaths, he sat in front of the computer and opened the web page. He uploaded a LOGO he had prepared in advance in the afternoon and turned off the computer.

My mind is full of three words: fraudster!

How should I save it? Hao Yunyang thought, but couldn't figure it out, and finally he could only fall asleep in a drowsy second. A second before he fell asleep, he was still confused that he had been in jail for a year, but the girl had been in jail for eleven years. I really don't know how she survived it.

"Simple, beautiful, profound meaning..." When we got up the next morning, Hao Yunyang opened his computer and logged into the website of Mission China. At first glance, he saw the creation requirements of the LOGO auditions released by Mission China, and announced ten expert figures who are said to be very famous in the domestic design industry as judges of this competition...

The requirements for auditions are also very simple, and the above eight words are not restricted by creative materials, nor are there any regulations for trademark users, so they can be used at will.

"Play it freely, hey!" Hao Yunyang laughed and looked up at the time of the release. It was released at 6 o'clock in the morning, but now it is already 9 o'clock in the morning. It is three hours. It shouldn't be too outrageous to create a logo, right?

Click on the icon and enter the password: I am not a pig, no donkey, no dog...

I successfully entered the software operation page and didn't choose much, so I randomly selected a LOGO with the material of Xiangyun. Enter the four words "Chasing Moon" and the Chinese pinyin, select the font and color style, and click OK, and a LOGO with ink and wash style has been released.

After submitting this work, Hao Yunyang beat up and stood up from the stool. It was time to go for breakfast.

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Chapter completed!