Mo Lingwei picked up the spoon thrown on the dining table, thinking that Xiu'er had just drank a bowl of West Lake beef soup, and she would definitely be hungry at night, so she planned to share some food and let the servant warm it in the pot, and then give it to Xiu'er in the evening Eat it as a midnight snack.
After all, the leftovers of every meal now are eaten up by the servants and servants.
But in Mo Jinlan's eyes, Mo Lingwei thought that Mo Lingwei didn't listen to her words at all, and was still thinking about his own food and clothing.
With a "crash", Mo Jinlan angrily swept all the food on the table to the ground, and roared angrily: "Mo Lingwei, you really don't know how to repent.
Shaojin is really blind, because he values you more than his life! "
Mo Lingwei: "..."
The food spilled all over the floor, leaving a mess on the table and on the ground.
Mo Lingwei's plain white cheongsam was stained with oil and soup. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and fell silent.
Mo Jinlan turned around angrily, wiped her tears and went back to the guest room.
When the servant came back with Xiu'er, he happened to hear the sound of arguing at the door. When he opened the door and came in, he saw Mo Lingwei sitting quietly on the dining chair in a daze, his clothes were covered with soup, Large chunks of stains, extremely embarrassing.
Xiu'er trotted to her side, holding her clothes tightly with her little hands, with a worried look on her indifferent little face.
Mo Lingwei held his hand and forced a smile: "Xiu'er, my aunt accidentally knocked over the food on the clothes. Auntie went upstairs to change clothes. You can go to the study and read a book obediently, okay?"
Xiu'er nodded, took Mo Lingwei's hand, and walked out.
After leaving the restaurant, Mo Lingwei said: "Young master doesn't eat much tonight, please cook half a bowl of chaos and send it upstairs later.
If you are hungry, cook more for supper. "
After a pause, he said again: "Second Miss Mo hasn't eaten or drank for three days and three nights, so you cook some light porridge to nourish the stomach and bring it to her guest room."
The servant kept saying "Okay", and when Mo Lingwei went upstairs, looking at the room full of food and broken plates and porcelain bowls, she instantly understood what happened between the two of them...
After freshening up and changing clothes, Mo Lingwei went to the study to check on Xiu'er's homework. It happened that the servant came upstairs with half a bowl of Little Chaos.
Mo Lingwei took the bowl, and asked casually, "Have you brought porridge to Miss Mo?"
"I sent it over. What I cooked was millet porridge with a little longan and red dates."
"Has she eaten?"
"I ate it. The bowl of porridge was clean. I must be very hungry." The servant said, "When the old slave went to collect the bowl, Second Miss Mo had already fallen asleep."
"I see." Mo Lingwei carried the wontons to the study.
After feeding Xiu'er the Chaos and coaxing Xiu'er to sleep, she put the empty bowl back in the restaurant and went to the pharmacy again.
Hearing the movement, the servant held the candle with his hands, saw Mo Lingwei coming out of the pharmacy, yawned and asked, "Young madam, are you busy so late?"
"Well, I'm going back to my room to rest now." Mo Lingwei twisted the small wooden box and went upstairs.
On the second day, Mo Lingwei distributed the wooden boxes in his hand to the Mohist army guarding this other courtyard one by one: "You are the Mohist army, and the guns and ammunition in your hands are insufficient. In case of danger, the wooden boxes in this box Stuff can save your life.
If the young master and I get into trouble, you must fight to the death to send the young master back to Jincheng safe and sound for me..."
Before finishing speaking, the guards sent out to investigate the news hurried over: "Young Madam, hurry up and take the young master out of here, the Azure Dragon Gang has already found out that you and the young master live here... ..."
Mo Lingwei: "So fast?"
"The He family has been secretly monitoring Miss Mo's every move..."