After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 237 Cooking
"Grandma, how are you doing recently?"

Ling Mo heard that Liu Guifen's voice had a strong nasal cavity, and his heart clenched tightly again.

The person she was most worried about was her grandmother who had given her infinite warmth.

The reason why I seldom call my grandma is mainly because whenever I receive a call from her, my grandma will cry out of breath.

One of them, he cried out of breath and passed out.

Because of this, his cheap uncle Shixing scolded her badly, saying that she is a broom star with evil in her life.

In fact, Shixing doesn't necessarily care much about his wife.

The reason why Ling Mo Shao called back in such a rage was because he was worried that Liu Guifen's body would not be able to withstand the ups and downs.

If Liu Guifen died suddenly and suddenly, she would lose her monthly pension of more than 5000 at all.

You know, an extra income of more than 5000 a month is not a small sum for a rural family.

However, after learning that Ling Mo has found his biological father, Shixing's attitude towards her has also undergone a 180-degree change.

Just like now, he completely ignored the tearful Liu Guifen and snatched the phone, rather flattering, and boasted to Ling Mo:

"Mo, you are promising now. Uncle is really happy for you. Some time ago, I was talking about you with your aunt, and you were almost gone in a blink of an eye. In the countryside, it should have been said that you were married by yourself. .It’s all right now, you have climbed up to the rich young master from Kyoto, you are really amazing.”

"Uncle, can you call grandma? I haven't seen grandma for a long time, and I want to talk to her more." Ling Mo interrupted impatiently.

Shixing talked dissatisfiedly, but before he got to the point, Ling Mo planned, and he was naturally not at ease.

After pondering for a moment, he still clutched the phone tightly, and said with a cheeky smile:

"Momo, Uncle has something to discuss with you. Look, your cousin is about to be promoted to high school. Her grades have been failing. Why don't you arrange for her to enter the Noble Academy in Linjiang City? Noble Academy There are many rich sons and sisters here, maybe someone will fall in love with your cousin."

"Uncle, Shi Huan is still young, so she still needs to focus on her studies for the time being. The water in the aristocratic academy is very deep, so it may not be suitable for a little girl like her who is not familiar with the world."

Ling Mo and Shi Huan basically had no contact with each other. During the years when they lived in the countryside, they only saw her during the winter and summer vacations.

Normally, Shi Huan studies in the art school in the county seat.

Therefore, her familiarity with Shi Huan is extremely low.

She doesn't like her very much, but she doesn't want to turn her anger on Shi Huan because of her aunt Zhu Yanyan.

Hearing Ling Mo's words, Shixing instantly became angry.

From his point of view, Ling Mo was obviously worried that his talented daughter would overwhelm her limelight, so he reasoned that the Noble Academy was not suitable for Shi Huan.

Zhu Yanyan, who was next to Shi Xing's side, couldn't hold back any longer, and took the phone from Shi Xing's hand again, and said to Ling Mo straight to the point:
"Mo Mo, we country people really don't understand what you said. However, if it is difficult to get into the Noble Academy, then forget it. See if you can let the gentleman who proposed to you publicly a few days ago give us joy Suggestions? Or, is there any unmarried male in his family?"

In fact, Zhu Yanyan's goal is not as simple as finding a rich husband for Shi Huan.

She even hoped that Shi Huan could fight for her and snatch Qin Beiming from Ling Mo's hands in one fell swoop.

"Auntie, Shi Huan is not yet fifteen years old, isn't it too early for you to think about this now?"

Ling Mo felt even more speechless. He wanted to hang up the phone directly, but he was a little worried that Zhu Yanyan would turn out to take it out on her grandma instead, so he had to be patient and chatted with them in a few or two ways.

"Mom, my cousin is right. Why are you making noise? My cousin has already said that she wants to have a conversation with grandma. Why don't you hurry up and pass the phone to grandma?"

Shi Yi winked at Zhu Yanyan calmly. He also hoped to get Zhan Hanjue and Qin Beiming as backers through Ling Mo, so he was naturally unwilling to offend Ling Mo at this juncture.

Zhu Yanyan didn't want the slightest benefit, and she felt so uncomfortable that she scratched her heart and lungs.

However, Shi Yi had already snatched the mobile phone from her, so he had to be patient and let it go for now.

Liu Guifen looked at the phone and finally returned it to her hand, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Although she is old, she is still clear-headed, and the last thing she wants is to cause trouble for Ling Mo.

Of course, she knew Shixing and Zhu Yanyan's faces very well.

If it wasn't for profit, how could they blindly please Ling Mo like a pug?

To say they were pugs would be an understatement.

In her opinion, they are just like a pack of white-eyed wolves.

Fashion is so, Zhu Yanyan is, and so is Shi Yi.

As for Shi Huan, he is still young, so he can't see those shrewdness for the time being, and he is generally considered a decent person.

Liu Guifen has seen this family thoroughly for a long time, so the only concern in her heart since Shi Ying's death is that Ling Mo is left alone.

Wiping away the teardrops that fell on the phone screen, Liu Guifen spoke again:

"Baby, how are you doing these days?"

"pretty good."

"Are you hungry? I saw you on TV, why do I feel that you have lost a lot of weight?" Liu Guifen thought of the past years, the hungry and full time Ling Mo and her spent together, voice Choked up again.

Ling Mo was worried that Liu Guifen would faint from crying again due to over-excited emotions, so he could only make a long story short:
"Grandma, I'm fine, but I miss my mother a little. If it's convenient, can you bring me a few diaries left by my mother? There are very few photos of her. Only from her diary can I roughly Learn more about her past."

"Good boy, don't worry, grandma will find it for you in a while. If she finds it, she will bring it to you at the beginning of next month." Liu Guifen wiped her tears while sobbing.

"Thank you grandma."

After Ling Mo hung up the phone, he remembered the grandmother who had never introduced her to Qin Beiming.

Seeing Qin Beiming's unhappy face, she immediately found a photo of her and grandma from her mobile phone, and said softly:
"During those years in the country, thanks to my grandmother's meticulous care. Otherwise, I might have died in despair."

"Grandma seems very kind."

Qin Beiming had been thinking about it for a long time. He wanted to say hello to Liu Guifen, but when he was about to speak, Ling Mo actually hung up the phone.

In desperation, he had no choice but to save his strength for the next time he formally meets Liu Guifen.
After the two returned to No. [-] Taoli Street, within ten minutes, there were three big bags of fresh vegetables piled up at the door.

"Momo, why are you buying so many fresh vegetables?"

Qin Beiming glanced at the piles of green onions and leeks in his bag, and asked in confusion.

In his memory, he seemed to have never seen Ling Mo eat this type of vegetable.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you supper." Ling Mo smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"it is good."

Although Qin Beiming was a little puzzled, why Ling Mo, who had never cooked before, suddenly changed his temperament.

However, he didn't ask any more questions, and without thinking about it, he responded directly.

She smiled so brightly, even if he wasn't hungry, he wouldn't easily pour cold water on her.

"Do you need my help?"

After Qin Beiming carried several bags of fresh vegetables to the kitchen, he spontaneously rolled up his cuffs, wanting to help wash the vegetables together.

"You go to the living room to rest for a while, I can handle it by myself."

Ling Mo tied his tail in a ponytail, and immediately threw Qin Beiming out of the kitchen.

"Momo, are you sure you can do it?"

Qin Beiming was obviously worried about leaving Ling Mo alone in the kitchen.

"That's natural."

Ling Mo handled the mutton clumsily, turned his head slightly, looked it over carefully, and added suddenly:
"If you have nothing to do, go take a shower first."

"..."

Qin Beiming always felt that her eyes were determined to win, just like when an eagle catches its prey, it exuded an unusually sharp light.

There was a thump in his heart, and he felt that he might lose his virginity tonight.

In fact, he has been waiting for this day.

However, after receiving the information conveyed between the lines in her words, Qin Beiming, who had always been calm, became extremely nervous.

He went into the bathroom with a serious face, and after washing for a whole hour, he still lingered and refused to come out.

After Ling Mo put the last dish on the table, seeing that he hadn't finished washing, Tete stepped forward and knocked on the door of the bathroom:
"Third Master, you must not fall asleep, right?"

"Didn't sleep."

Qin Beiming, who was frantically trying to improve his physical knowledge, replied in a low voice, and cleared the search records in the search engine with one click.

After everything was ready, he walked out of the bathroom pretending to be calm.

As for the content he searched in the past half an hour, such as how to create a sense of atmosphere, how to grasp the sense of proportion, etc., he has already memorized it by heart.But for some reason, when he touched Ling Mo's seductive peach eyes, his brain suddenly shut down, and he completely forgot all the content he had made up before.

"Third Master, come and taste the mutton soup I cooked myself."

Ling Mo didn't notice Qin Beiming's nervousness at the moment. After setting the bowls and chopsticks, he focused his attention on the table's dishes for nourishing kidney and qi.

"it is good."

At first, Qin Beiming didn't notice anything wrong.

But when he was seated, he realized that the dishes on this table were enough to kill him.

Stir-fried oysters with leeks, invigorating the kidneys.

Mutton soup, great tonic.

Stir-fry green onions, the effect is the same as above.

……

Qin Beiming twitched the corners of his mouth and asked tentatively:

"Is this table going to be eaten?"

"It's best if you can finish it."

"Otherwise, save some for tomorrow?"

Qin Beiming wasn't sure if he could still be a "serious person" honestly after eating such a table.

However, he didn't want to make Ling Mobai busy and instantly transform into an emotionless cooking machine.

In all fairness, Ling Mo's cooking skills are not advanced.

The dishes on this table were either too salty or too bland, and the mutton soup was even half-baked.

Qin Beiming didn't dislike it either, the chopsticks didn't stop during the whole process, and he could create a full sense of atmosphere just by thinking.

"Third Master, eat slowly? Don't choke."

Ling Mo didn't expect Qin Beiming to gobble up his meal like this, so he hurriedly handed him a glass of water.

Xu was not sure about the efficacy of these ingredients, so after hesitating again and again, she finally turned on the projector that had been dusty for a long time, and projected the love action movie that she just got from Meihu with a little nervousness.

"what is this?"

Qin Beiming glanced at the glamorous girl with half-faded clothes on the projection screen, her handsome sword eyebrows unconsciously knit together.

Under Qin Beiming's probing eyes, Ling Mo blushed calmly, and lowered his voice:

"Action movie."

"Cough-cough-"

Qin Beiming was almost choked to death by Ling Mo's answer, without further ado, he grabbed the remote control from her hand, and said very seriously:
"Don't look at it."

"Actually, I think it's okay to have a look."

Ling Mo muttered in a low voice, feeling extremely embarrassed at the moment.

If it wasn't for getting rid of the poison of Suomei in Qin Beiming's body as soon as possible, why would she take such painstaking efforts?
"No." Qin Beiming put down the bowl and chopsticks and said without any doubt.

Ling Mo looked a little depressed, and murmured in a low voice:

"This is not allowed, and that is not allowed, can't you be flexible?"

"Mo Mo, do you know how old you are? You have to think about the consequences of some things." Qin Beiming suddenly opened his mouth after eating every drop of the food on the table.

At this moment, he looked like an old cadre, with a serious face and a stern voice, exuding a sense of majesty.

Ling Mo understood what he meant, and still replied firmly:
"I know what I want, and all the results are within the range I can bear."

"Go to sleep. It's not negotiable."

Qin Beiming was originally a very principled person, he would never do anything that might hurt her.

She is only so old, and getting pregnant too early will definitely damage her body.

What's more, he didn't want her youth to be bound by so-called responsibilities.

Her peers are eating, drinking and having fun without any worries, why should she bear so much for his health?

Of course, on the other hand, he also felt that he was very ungrateful.

Ling Mo is arrogant and indifferent by nature, and she must have mustered up a lot of courage to do this.

But he reprimanded her incomprehensibly, damn it
"I'm back in my room."

Ling Mo responded with a muffled voice, burying his anxiety deeply in his heart.

If Suomei's poison is not understood for a day, she will not be able to sleep peacefully.

All her life, she always seemed to be losing.

It wasn't until she met Qin Beiming that she realized that God had treated her very kindly.If she lost Qin Beiming, she would definitely be in pain.

However, Qin Beiming became stubborn, and no one could talk him out of it.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning for most of the night, Ling Mo was still a little unwilling, so he simply drank most of the bottle of red wine, and knocked on the door of the next bedroom carelessly through his drunkenness.

(End of this chapter)