Super Farming Tycoon

   Chapter 127 Mo Junyan (three shifts), ask for a ticket

  Kyoto

  The night is quiet, as quiet as China!

  The silver moonlight swayed in a very luxurious European-style building, which seemed very quiet and peaceful.

   At this moment, in this villa's black and white, extravagant and generous bedroom, a handsome man, with cold sweat on his forehead, kept shouting, "No, no..."

   After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

   Deep and cold eyes, at this moment, there is a moment of confusion and confusion.

   He has been having nightmares since three years ago.

   In the dream, a woman who could not see her face and was pregnant fell into a pool of blood.

   He wondered why he dreamed of a pregnant woman for no reason? Still dreaming of her miscarriage?

  Sometimes, he tried to see the real face of the woman in his dream, but he couldn't.

  Mo Junyan sat up, put on his nightgown, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and saw the looming shadows of bushes under the moonlight outside.

   He asked inwardly, "Who is this woman? Why does he dream of this pregnant woman?"

   Is this woman related to him?

   Otherwise, why have I dreamed of her every three years, and I dreamed that she fell in a pool of blood.

  Mo Junyan rubbed his temples.

   He couldn't go all over the world to find her because of a dream that couldn't see her face.

  He asked a psychiatrist to enter the dream and see that face clearly, but in the end it was of no avail.

   After a while, someone knocked in Mo Junyan's room.

   After Mo Junyan opened the door, a very noble woman stood at the door.

   "Mom!" Mo Junyan called out.

   On weekdays, some softness flashed in the cold eyes of outsiders.

   "Yan'er, are you having a nightmare again?" Madam Mo asked in a gentle and worried tone.

  Mo Junyan was silent.

Mrs. Mo sighed and said very worriedly, "Yan'er, you have been having nightmares and you don't have a good rest, but it will affect your body. Otherwise, let's go to Wanfo Temple and find Master Yideng, the abbot, to show you. I heard that Master Yideng gives people a fortune-telling test, which is very accurate."

  Mo Junyan frowned and said, "Mom, what time is it now, do you still believe this?"

   Mrs. Mo said with a serious expression, "If you don't believe this, then tell me why you've been having such a nightmare for the past three years?"

  Mo Junyan was silent.

   "Yeah, you can't even tell yourself. So, this weekend, whether you have time or not, I have to go to Wanfo Temple with us and let Master Yideng take a look. Maybe, it can solve the confusion!"

   Mrs. Mo's expression was very serious and persistent, "Yan'er, even if your father and I are relieved, you should follow along to have a look, okay?"

The last sentence of    was clearly imploring.

  Mo Junyan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you!"

  This nightmare has followed him for three years, and even science can't explain it, so go check it out.

   Mrs. Mo said happily, "That's good. It's still early, you can rest for a while."

  Mo Junyan nodded.

   Mrs. Mo returned to her room. A middle-aged man who looked very similar to Mo Junyan but was obviously more mature was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

   Seeing his wife coming back, Mo Ronghua put out the cigarette in the ashtray, he asked, "Have Yan'er had nightmares again?"

   Mrs. Mo rubbed her forehead and said worriedly, "Yes, it's another nightmare."

  Mo Ronghua walked behind her, pinched her shoulders for her, rubbed her head lightly, and asked in confusion, "What kind of nightmare is it that you followed him for three years?"

Madam Mo said in a puzzled way, "His dream was of a pregnant woman lying in a pool of blood, but he couldn't see the woman's face! Husband, you said that Yan'er is so good, why did you suddenly do this? nightmare?"

  Mo Ronghua said, "This three-year nightmare will not come for no reason. There must be a reason, but we don't know it yet!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly guessed, "Madam, do you think our Yan'er may have met a woman before, and then that woman was pregnant with a child, but Yan'er didn't know it, and then used this kind of Dream to imply him?"

The word    wakes up the dreamer!

   Mrs. Mo immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

   "Wife, what are you doing?" Mo Ronghua asked suspiciously.

   Mrs. Mo said, "Let me ask my son, did he touch any woman three years ago?"

   Mo Ronghua, "…"

   Then, he thought about it and said, "Madam, let me go. He is a big man, how could he be so embarrassed to tell you such a thing?"

   Mrs. Mo was a little unhappy immediately.

   She retorted, "How can you be embarrassed? I'm a **** mother!"

"Yes, you are his mother!" Mo Ronghua did not argue, but said sharply, "But you are also a woman. Yan'er is a man. Many times, men's affairs are really bad for a woman. Tell me, even if it's a real mother, it's not good! Madam, let me go. How about I talk to my son first?"

   Mrs. Mo nodded and said, "Okay!"

   When Mo Ronghua came to his son's room, Mo Junyan was drinking red wine.

"son!"

   "Dad, why are you here?" Mo Junyan asked suspiciously.

   Mo Ronghua smiled and said, "Your mother is very worried about you, let me come here to talk to you!"

  Mo Junyan said, "Mom is just worrying. It's just a nightmare."

   Mo Ronghua said very seriously, "But this nightmare has seriously troubled you! It has deeply affected your health!"

  Mo Junyan was silent again.

   Mo Ronghua thought for a while and said, "Son, three years ago, did you touch any woman?"

   Mo Junyan's stern expression froze for a moment.

Mo Ronghua looked at his son's slightly stunned expression and continued, "Dad, did you touch a woman three years ago and let that woman get pregnant, and then, their situation is not good, you have nightmares is a kind of Subconscious suggestion?"

   "No!" Mo Junyan responded.

   "No?" Mo Ronghua frowned and said solemnly and suspiciously, "Son, think about it more clearly, do you have any?"

   "Dad, I'm pretty sure I don't have it!" Mo Junyan said, "You know I'm sick. Women, other than mom and grandma, other women can't get close to me at all. How could I touch..."

   Having said this, he suddenly stopped.

   He seemed to have touched a woman.

   But not three years ago!

   was over a month ago.

   Just that woman…

   "Son, did you remember something?" Mo Ronghua asked in a somewhat eager voice.

  Mo Junyan shook his head and said, "No. Dad, I can tell you with certainty that three years ago, I never touched a woman at all!"

   That incident when he was a child left him with serious sequelae.

   That is, he can't touch women, let alone touch, even if those women are within three feet, he will feel dizzy and vomit.

   Therefore, usually, most of the people who work around him are men. Except for certain jobs that cannot be replaced by men, women will be arranged.

   But before these women take up their posts, they will be instructed not to get too close to the president.

   It's just that Mo Junyan is cold, handsome and rich, which attracts women's hearts.

   Once, a female secretary didn't believe her boss's warning. She was beautiful and weak in female charm, thinking that she was able to attract the president's favor.

  So, when I poured coffee for Mo Junyan, I deliberately poured it on Mo Junyan, and then said sorry, wiped it for him, and deliberately held out his chest to reveal the light.

   However, what she didn't expect was that she was greeted not only by Mo Junyan's anger, but also by the ban on her in the workplace.

  It was too late for this woman to regret.

  Mo Ronghua also knew about his son's problems.

   This problem of his son made him deeply worried.

   Could it be that the son can only die alone?

   Or can only find a male partner?

   But I also need my son to like men.

   He is sure, son, he doesn't like men at all!

  Between father and son, Mo Ronghua left after a moment of heart-to-heart.

  After his father left, Mo Junyan fell into deep thought again.

   What his father didn't know was that he didn't touch a woman three years ago, but more than a month ago, he touched a girl.

  If the nightmare is related to the woman he has met, the time simply doesn't match.

   Speaking of which, more than a month ago, when he touched that girl, his problems did not appear at all.

  The girl seemed to be drunk and drunk, went to the wrong room and got into the wrong bed.

   Originally, he would not touch such a woman.

  But that day, it was a coincidence that I touched it!

   The river flows eastward, all the votes in your hands, come and vote, come and vote!

   Loud: Collect the tickets! Evaluation tickets, monthly tickets, all come to collect!

   (end of this chapter)