Chapter 641 Hint
“Alas~”
Holding his chin, he could only watch his brother sigh from time to time while eating delicious candies.
The more Candy sighed, the happier Mo Jingchun felt.
Boy, do you still have a brother who doesn’t understand your sister?
"Brother, why didn't you tell me that I wanted pimple soup for breakfast?"
Mo Jingchun said without raising his head: "You didn't even ask."
Candy said angrily: "Brother, you usually eat noodles, and you didn't say you wanted to change your noodles today."
"Oh, it's the same, just fill your stomach."
"Humph, but I I’ve never had pimple soup.”
"Hahaha, didn't you taste it just now? Don't worry, there will be a chance in the future."
When will the future come, when will we look back?
I have never had pimple soup in my memory. When will I wait until next time?
Candy rolled her eyes, thinking that this would definitely not work.
Yes, you can ask your sister to make pimple soup. The pimple soup made with my sister's cooking skills will definitely taste better than that made by my brother.
Hey, I'm still smart.
Looking at Candy in a daze, Mo Jingchun, who smiled slightly, interrupted Candy's contemplation.
"Guo'er, your birthday is the day after tomorrow. What birthday gift do you want."
"(⊙o⊙)What?"
Candy was stunned. It's your birthday? It seems to be true. Damn it, she even forgot about it.
I almost blurted out that I wanted to eat pimple soup, but fortunately I reacted quickly and didn't say a word.
A proper routine.
But what birthday present do you want? It seems like nothing is missing. So troubled.
After thinking about it, Candy said nonchalantly: "Whatever, my piggy bank is a bit empty."
Mo Jingchun, who was laughing dumbly, raised his head and took a serious look at Candy. . Could this hint be any more obvious?
And is that your piggy bank? It's clearly a money box.
“Oh.”
Oh? Candy tilted her head and looked at her brother with wide eyes. Wasn't her hint obvious enough?
But she really lacks nothing.
“Brother, oh, what do you mean?”
Mo Jingchun pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, it means I know it. Didn't your teacher teach you?"
Is this the answer Candy wants? No!
Hmph~ Candy looked away from her brother, but in her mind she was thinking about what else to eat besides cake for her birthday the day after tomorrow.
Want hot pot?
But with my uncle, aunt and sister Li Xuanyu, it seems impossible to eat hot pot. The hot pot restaurant does not have such a big table to seat so many people.
At three o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yaling went downstairs without any image in her pajamas and big pink slippers.
Zhou Yaling walked straight to the laundry room. As soon as she opened the washing machine and prepared to wash clothes, she found that the washing machine was full.
Looking carefully, they turned out to be the sheets and quilt cover used on Candy's bed, as well as the clothes he changed out of last night.
Zhou Yaling didn’t think much about it, thinking it was her brother who washed it.
Zhou Yaling, who moved a lot of things into the bucket and went out to dry her quilt cover, joked as she passed by the living room.
"Brother, you've washed it, why don't you dry it for a while."
Mo Jingchun raised his head and said with a smile:
"Who said I washed it?"
< br>Hearing this, Zhou Yaling paused, "You didn't wash it, maybe it was the candy that washed it."
"Hmm~"
Candy, who was sitting next to him and watching the cartoon obediently, lowered his head guiltily.
Zhou Yaling looked at Candy who lowered his head in surprise. Did Candy really wash it himself?
What is this? The first time in the world?
Soon, Zhou Yaling saw the quilt drying in the yard.
But on the roof of another villa, Yingyan and Zhang Yuanqi looked at the people drying quilts and sheets in the boss's yard today, and they couldn't understand it for a while.
"What's going on today? Early in the morning, I saw the boss drying the quilt. At this moment, Zhou Yaling was drying the sheets and quilt cover."
Zhang Yuanqi squinted his eyes and said speculatively:
" Who knows. Maybe Candy wet the bed."
"No way!" Hawkeye said in surprise.
"If you ask me, I can't just run over and ask for candy."
In the middle of the afternoon, while her brother was not on the first floor, Guangdang took her sister and whispered secretly in her ear:
"Sister, is it okay to eat pimple soup tomorrow morning?"
" Pimple soup?" Zhou Yaling asked loudly: "What do you want to eat? But I had agreed in advance that the pimples are not very delicious, and it is better to eat noodles.”
Candy, who had tasted the pimple soup, naturally didn’t believe it, and said with a confident expression: “Sister, you will definitely eat the pimple soup tomorrow morning. !”
Zhou Yaling glanced at the candy strangely and nodded.
"Okay, it's easy to make pimple soup."
The pimple soup is not delicious at all. Apart from the soup, it has no taste at all. I don't know what Candy thinks, and suddenly wants to eat pimple soup.
No need to guess, 80% of the time I have something to do with my brother.
The two days of the weekend passed by in a blink of an eye.
In order to eat pimple soup, Candy got up early on Monday morning.
The quilt that had been in the sun for a day was very comfortable covering my body. I had a sweet dream last night and had endless pimple soup.
"Sister, sister, is the pimple soup ready?"
Zhou Yaling, who was busy in the kitchen, glanced at the candy and said, "Why did you get up so early."
< br>“If you go to bed early, you will wake up early.”
“Wait a little longer, I haven’t started cooking yet. Just started boiling water.”
Half an hour later, the three people were sitting around the dining table.
Take a deep breath of the candy through your nose. It smells really good.
“Hoo~”
“Hoo~”
After blowing the lump on the spoon to cool it down, I eagerly took a bite of the candy.
Mo Jingchun lowered his head and ate the lump in silence.
The moment he learned that breakfast this morning was pimple soup, Mo Jingchun knew that Candy had been fooled again.
Who said the soup tastes good and the dumplings taste good.
Candy, whose face was frozen, was a little suspicious of life.
Why do the pimples have no taste at all, only a faint scent of wheat flour?
Unwilling to be reconciled, Candy tasted the soup again.
It tastes good, better than what my brother had in his bowl yesterday.
“Don’t waste it.”
“Oh~”
The candy pouted, but she ate it obediently.
Fortunately, there are vegetables, otherwise there would be no way to eat. If I had known earlier, I might as well have eaten dumplings.
At the entrance of the kindergarten, Mo Jingchun, who was delivering candy to school, handed the schoolbag in his hand to Candy.
"Don't be naughty and mischievous in school, and don't learn some weird things from your classmates."
Candy put her small school bag on her back and nodded vigorously. "I know, I don't know how to play with a magnifying glass."
"Well, go in, and send a message to my brother if you need anything."
After waving his hand, Candy ran into the kindergarten carrying a small schoolbag.
After watching the boss turn around and walk towards the direction of Laboratory Building No. 2, the two teachers who were on duty today to pick up the children into the kindergarten relaxed their tense bodies.
The boss is standing there, without saying anything, he can bring an invisible pressure to them. (End of this chapter)