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Chapter 81 Was Thief?

"Li Mo, I'm here." Downstairs in the dormitory, Ying Sasha rolled up the window of an off-road jeep and waved to him.

Li Mo walked to the car with his luggage. Ying Sa Sa ignored the snowflakes outside, opened the car door and jumped out, "This is my dad." She pointed to the middle-aged man in the driver's seat and introduced.

"Hello, uncle, I am a classmate of Ying Sa Sa." Li Mo greeted her first. Her father looked very young, with a handsome crew cut and a pair of sunglasses that looked particularly energetic.

"My classmates, Sa Sa, get in the car quickly, it's still snowing outside." Ying Sa Sa's father nodded slightly.

"Dad, this is my classmate Li Mo!" Ying Sa Sa was dissatisfied and raised her lips towards her father.

The middle-aged man in the driver's seat turned around and said hello, "Hello, Li Mo, I am Ying Sa Sa's father, Ying Ming. My Sa Sa often mentions you on the phone and says you are a young genius."

"Uncle Ying, thank you very much."

"Okay, don't be polite, dad, drive quickly, the snow is getting heavier and heavier." Ying Sasa urged with a red face.

"Go to the train station first, let's go!" she gave the order from the passenger seat.

Yingming released the handbrake and started the car. The wheels made a creaking sound as they rolled over the snow.

"Thankfully you are on holiday today. If the snow on the road turns to ice tomorrow, it will be even more troublesome to run." He turned on the wipers and kept adjusting the steering wheel.

The snow has been crushed by the vehicles on the road, creating deep ruts. The Jeep drove steadily along the ruts. Although it sometimes slipped, it was offset by the wise fine-tuning of the steering wheel. The speed of the car was steadily stuck.

30, and keep at least 20 meters away from the car in front.

Although Li Mo can also drive, he feels that he cannot drive as well as Ying Ming on such icy and snowy roads. "Uncle Ying, you drive really well."

Yingming held the steering wheel with both hands, as if he didn't hear Li Mo's words.

"Dad, Li Mo is here to talk to you." Ying Sa Sa raised her mouth again.

Yingming clicked on the brakes, turned around, and avoided a sliding taxi. "Ah, really, maybe he drove too much."

"My dad was a racing driver when he was young, and even participated in regular competitions." Ying Sasha rubbed her hands and added.

Li Mo was a little surprised. The fat middle-aged man in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with a racing driver. "I told you, uncle's car drives so well."

"That was all in my youth." Yingming steered the jeep and passed a car crossing the road, and asked, "Are you from the north too?"

Li Mo nodded, "I'm from Mengcheng."

"Mengcheng is a small industrial town. It has developed very slowly in recent years." Yingming seemed to be very familiar with Mengcheng and said casually, "How old are you this year?"

"I'm 17, and I'll be 18 after the new year." Li Mo feels a little embarrassed every time he mentions his age.

Yingming turned around and glanced, "Are you so young?"

"Li Mo has graduated from his bachelor's degree ahead of schedule this year." Ying Sasha rubbed her hands and said beside her.

Yingming, who was driving the car, didn't seem to hear his daughter's words. He turned up the heating in the car and continued to ask: "What do parents do?"

"My father is an ordinary employee, and my mother has been taking care of us at home." As if he was interrogating someone, Li Mo was a little embarrassed. He turned his eyes to Ying Sa Sa for help, but the girl blushed and pretended not to notice.

The car drove very slowly in the ice and snow, but it didn't delay anything and arrived at the train station smoothly.

Li Mo couldn't wait to jump out of the car. He really couldn't bear the awkward atmosphere in the car. If it continued like this, who knew what more private questions Yingming would ask.

"Li Mo, remember to call me when you get home." Ying Sasha shouted behind him through the car window.

Li Mo waved his hand, "Okay, bye."

The jeep turned a corner beside him and disappeared into the traffic.

Although it snowed heavily, the train was not greatly affected. The journey of more than 2,000 kilometers was completed after Li Mo made his fourth noodles.

"Master, the family home of the steel factory." Listening to the familiar local accent outside the station, he hailed a taxi.

"College students, are you on vacation?" The taxi drivers on the night shift are very talkative.

"Yeah, it's still so cold in our house even if it doesn't snow." Li Mo breathed the cold air in the night sky.

"Yes, yes, during the dry winter and wet twelfth lunar month, there will probably be a university visit when visiting relatives."

"In front of you is the family home of the steel factory. I think I also worked in the steel factory back then. It's a pity. Such a good factory has been half-dead in recent years." The driver parked the car at the door of the family home.

Li Mo dragged his suitcase to the door of his home, knocked on the door, but no one answered. His parents were asleep, so he took out the key, opened the door, fumbled to turn on the light, and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Already.

The house was empty, the refrigerator, washing machine, and TV were gone, and there was only a broken sofa standing there in the living room.

He rushed into his room. The clothes in the cabinet were gone, the lamp on the desk was gone, the quilt on the bed was gone, and even his beloved basketball was gone. Only the photo of Kobe Bryant hung alone on the wall.

Is this a thief? Where are your parents?

Li Mo took out his cell phone and dialed his mother's number. Fortunately, the call was still connected.

"Hurry up...Hurry up and answer the phone, Mom," he shouted in his heart.

Finally the call was connected.

He shouted into the phone: "Mom, my house was robbed and everything was stolen."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Li Mo, are you on vacation? It's not that the house was robbed, it's because we moved and forgot to tell you."

"I..." Li Mo held the phone and thought to himself, did he pick it up?

He had to drag his luggage and walk out of the gate. Are there taxis now?

Under the lights outside the family compound, the taxi just now was still sitting on the roadside, and the uncle driver was smoking a cigarette beside the car.

Seeing Li Mo back again, the uncle was a little surprised. "You..."

"They forgot to tell me they moved." Li Mo said embarrassedly.

"Hahahaha..." The uncle laughed, which seemed particularly loud in the silent night.

Li Mo got into the taxi again and asked, "Uncle, why didn't you leave?"

"The people at the train station have already dispersed. It's better to wait here for a while. Maybe we can wait for the guests." The uncle skillfully started the car, "Isn't it time to wait, hahaha"

Li Mo pretended to be angry and said: "Uncle, your service attitude is not good, you will be complained."

The uncle hurriedly suppressed his smile: "Don't laugh, don't laugh. Young man, which university are you studying at?"

"Yanda." He said angrily.
Chapter completed!
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