Technology overlord starts with baby

Zhou Yaling raised her bangs and said with a smile, "That's right, he just cares about saving face."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get married."

Looking at the confident Zhou Yaling, Mo Jingchun changed his tone, and said quietly: "Are you sure uncle really wants to marry you off? Instead of recruiting a son-in-law?"

"If it doesn't work, it's just two people starting a new family in the middle of their home cities. Of course, if the person you're looking for is local, that's a different matter."

Zhou Yaling was obviously stunned, she really hadn't thought about this question, no! It's just annoying to think about it, and I don't want to face it, not to mention that the other half doesn't know who it is.

Sighing, Zhou Yaling said helplessly: "Then what can I do, most families these days are only children."

Shaking his head, Mo Jingchun said, "You're wrong again."

"Other people's ideas and wishes are not important, what matters is your own ideas."

Without even thinking about it, Zhou Yaling blurted out, "Of course I want to be close to home so I can hug your thigh."

The corner of Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "It's up to you, you should find a partner first and then talk about other things. Your partner may not be willing to do what you want."

After finishing speaking, Mo Jingchun turned his head to look at Ling who was still playing with his mobile phone, "Ling, stop playing with your mobile phone, isn't supercomputer enough for you? You follow her to the cafeteria to get a hundred catties of lean pork."

"I can't eat, why do you want me to run errands." He complained, but his movements were not slow. Zhou Yaling pinched Ling's face and said with a smile: "Of course it's because you can brush your face. With you here, you can take as much pork as you want."

Hearing this, a light flashed in Zero's eyes, he held his face in his hands, and said with a smirk, "So I'm so proud of myself."

Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling looked at each other without breaking the illusion of zero.

"Walk, let me go with you. Is one hundred catties enough? How about two hundred catties?"

In the canteen warehouse, when the warehouse manager learned of Zhou Yaling and Ling's intentions, he enthusiastically led them into the cold storage.

"It's all fresh pork that was slaughtered yesterday."

Zhou Yaling stretched out her hand and pressed the frozen pork, "Uncle, I want a hundred catties of lean meat, just bring some fat."

"This...then you need to invite the chef from the back kitchen to pick the pork."

Zhou Yaling glanced at Ling, and Ling immediately recalled Zhou Yaling's meaning.

Nodding his head, Zero said, "I'll call someone over."

...

Under the light, the lights of knives flashed, and pieces of lean meat were picked out under the lights of the knives.

Looking at the weight on the electronic scale, Zhou Yaling stopped hastily.

"Enough, enough."

The chef wiped the pork skin with a kitchen knife, with a look of hesitation.

At night, under the light, Candy lay on the dining table and watched her sister pour the pureed meat into the pig intestines little by little.

After watching for a long time, Candy couldn't help poking the pig's intestines.

Candy looked at the finger that just touched the pig's intestines with disgust. It was all pork.

"Hahaha." Zhou Yaling couldn't help laughing and said, "You know there is oil, but you insist on poking it with your hands, and you regret it after poking it."

Looking at her laughing sister, Candy raised her eyebrows, "Curiosity can drive human beings to continue to explore, and exploration can lead to technological progress."

"Don't listen to nonsense all day long."

"Knowing the result, but still reaching out to touch it, that's not exploration, it's foolishness."

One hundred catties of pork, Zhou Yaling worked for nearly an hour. After hanging all the stuffed sausages on the hangers with ropes, Zhou Yaling took a deep breath and twisted her sore neck.

If it wasn't for the old man's orders, Zhou Yaling really didn't want to make sausages.

It's not that it's not delicious, it's just a little tired.

"Where's the candy?"

After yawning, Mo Jingchun lazily said, "Candy has to go to school tomorrow, so of course I'm going upstairs to take a shower and go to bed."

"Filled? Thank you for your hard work."

"Here, eat an apple."

Zhou Yaling subconsciously reached out to catch the apple thrown by her brother, "I'm not afraid that I won't be able to catch it and it will fall to the ground."

"Look, you've caught it all, what else am I afraid of."

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes and took a bite of the apple.

"I heard them say that during the Laba Festival, the cafeteria will cook Laba porridge. It's true."

"Laba porridge? Is it almost time for Laba?" Mo Jingchun was a little surprised, and then said with an innocent face: "I don't need to personally ask about such a small matter. Since it is the news from your president's office, it should happen this time." It's probably what Lao Xu meant."

Turning over the calendar, Mo Jingchun was surprised again.

Looking up at Zhou Yaling who was eating the apple peel, she said, "Tomorrow is Laba Festival."

"Yeah." Zhou Yaling looked at the old brother's expression carefully, and laughed loudly: "Don't tell me you don't know."

"Obviously, I just saw it on the calendar."

Counting with his fingers, Mo Jingchun said with a smile: "In other words, it's only half a month before Xiaonian."

"In half a month, I can go to my husband's house and try to settle the marriage."

"In a year or two, I will strive to have a baby for Candy, perfect!"

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes and said with a sneer, "Do you expect Candy to bring the baby into the ditch?"

"Tsk tsk, brother, after hearing what you said, I can already imagine the scene where a few children grab the remote control in the future."

Mo Jingchun said happily: "It's not a big problem, as long as there is no TV, there is no need to grab the remote control."

"It's far away, I'm not married yet."

Stretching, Mo Jingchun got up with his arms crossed and said, "You should rest early, too."

At noon the next day, the sun was shining and there was no wind. The outdoor temperature of more than ten degrees was a bit hot for the employees wearing down jackets.

After ordering three dishes, Mo Jingchun found that the cafeteria did provide Laba porridge today.

Rice and Laba porridge are two staple foods for people to choose from.

Not surprisingly, most people chose the rare Laba porridge.

"A Laba porridge."

Drinking the Laba porridge, Mo Jingchun felt that the taste was okay, but it felt a bit inferior. It was not as delicious as the Laba porridge cooked in an iron pot on the stove in his hometown.

After thinking about it, Mo Jingchun still felt that something was wrong. Laba porridge tastes better when it is cold and reheated.

Everyone looked at the boss frowning and smiling for a while, and everyone gradually became quiet.

As we all know, when the boss is generally in a daze, he is thinking about problems, which may be new products.

After a long time, Mo Jingchun felt that the atmosphere was not right and asked in confusion, "Why is there no one chatting?"

"Boss, everyone is afraid of interrupting your thinking, so calm down."

"That's it?"

"Um."

Mo Jingchun was silent, he couldn't tell everyone, he was just thinking about how to make Laba porridge more delicious.

After eating lunch silently, Mo Jingchun asked his aunt to pack a pot of Laba porridge. Under the strange eyes of the staff, Mo Jingchun left the cafeteria with the pot.