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Chapter 190 Shy, awkward
"It's bad...you are not active in eating meat, do you have something to do?" Jiang Yue rolled her eyes, and smiled at Si Ningning, "Si Ningning, you eat what I caught, don't worry about them."

"Speaking of others, aren't you the same?" Li Lingyuan argued, then put the meat into Si Ningning's bowl, "Si Zhiqing, eat mine!"

"And me, and me..."

Two pieces of meat were put into the bowl one after another. Si Ningning was speechless. Before the others put the meat into the bowl, she quickly stood up and put the bowl in front of the bowl, and stepped back from the table, "What are you doing?" What?"

Seeing that everyone wanted to defend, Si Ningning hurriedly said again: "If I want to eat, I can pinch it myself, so don't force me to eat the drool on your chopsticks!"

Everyone at the table was stunned for a moment, all with sneering faces.

Xu Shuhua laughed and said: "Okay, okay, you can pick it up yourself, sit back quickly! The food is going to be cold!"

Si Ningning sat back at the table again.

After the little episode just now, the table was noisy, everyone laughed, but there was one exception.

That was Mo Bei.

He was the only one other than Si Ningning who didn't extend his chopsticks to the plate.

When he came here just now, Mo Bei had already heard about the ins and outs of this meat from Li Lingyuan.

How do you say something?The rival in love is extremely jealous when they meet each other.

Huo Lang sent it, would he eat it?

Certainly not.

Just looking at the plate of meat, Mo Bei felt the blood in his chest surge up. Coupled with the noise around him, he couldn't control his emotions for a while, and Mo Bei buckled his lunch box and stood up quickly.

The noise of the whole table completely stopped because of this.

"What's the matter? Boss Mo?"

Mo Bei's breathing was constricted, not adapting to his abnormality, let alone the sudden change of atmosphere.

After a moment of silence, Mo Bei slid his Adam's apple up and down, stepped over the bench and walked out, "You guys eat, I'm on fire today."

Yes, get angry.

But it's not the body getting angry, but the temper getting angry.

Li Lingyuan scratched his head, "Get on, get angry? It's hard to eat meat for a while, can't you get angry after eating?"

There was a slight sound of chopsticks hitting the edge of the bowl on the table, but no one spoke.

"I've worked hard all afternoon, and I'm so big, how can I not be hungry..." Song Shuhan glanced at Si Ningning, smiling shyly, and said, "I'm leaving now , it must be really uncomfortable."

Xu Shuhua and the others paused, looked at each other and said, "Then let's save some for Zhiqing Mo, there are still a lot on the plate, one chopstick less for each person, and five or six yuan will be left..."

Si Ningning took two mouthfuls of food in silence, finally sighed, and said, "You guys eat yours, I'll cook for him alone later... I can't even eat the meat, probably because of the heat."

As he said that, Si Ningning turned his gaze to Li Lingyuan, "I remember that there is fine grain in Mobei's place. You can ask him later, and bring him whatever he wants to eat. I'll make it for him."

At this moment, Si Ningning suddenly felt that Mo Bei wasn't the one who was wronged at all, but she was the one who was wronged!
Knowing that people don't want to see her, she still wants to go up...

But I really don't care, it's not very reassuring.

It's all because of the hot weather!
After this time, you can basically get used to it, right?

"Don't force yourself to go to work in the future, drink plenty of water, and if you don't feel well, go to a cool place to rest for a while." The chopsticks in his hand subconsciously pricked the rice a few times, Si Ningning frowned slightly, looked around everyone and told, "Although Everyone helps each other, but once you get really busy, it is difficult to take time off. Besides, the big guys also need to earn work points to fill their stomachs."

It is true to pay attention to mutual help, but everyone's situation is different.

We all live under the same roof, and when someone else has something to do, it’s unreasonable not to help, and the help delays me. Instead of embarrassing and embarrassing both sides, what I can pay attention to personally is to pay more attention to myself.

The educated youths also understood this truth, so they all said, "Well...we all remember, Si Zhiqing."

"Boss Mo, Si Zhiqing asked me to ask you what you want to eat. You can take it and she will make it for you." Li Lingyuan went back to the room after the meal and told Mo Bei the news. He frowned and read a book beside the bed.

Mo Bei's hand turning the pages of the book paused for a moment, stretched for a moment, and wrinkled again after only a moment. He looked up at Li Lingyuan and asked, "Did she really say that?"

"Is that false? Song Shuhan is also listening. If you don't believe me, ask Song Shuhan!" Although Mo Bei was asked to ask, after the voice fell, Li Lingyuan looked at Song Shuhan first, "Song Shuhan, do you think so? Zhiqing Si Is that what you said?"

Song Shuhan pushed his glasses and sighed with a smile: "Yes, that's what Si Zhiqing really said."

Mo Bei's slender fingers rubbed against the cover of the book, and after a long silence, he closed the book and pressed it on the lunch box, then got up and fumbled slowly to find the bag of rice.

As if it wasn't enough, he dug out another long cylindrical oil-paper package from his bag, which contained the noodles he had bought on the black market before.

Mo Bei put the rice bag back to its original place, and handed the oiled paper package to Li Lingyuan. When Li Lingyuan reached out to pick it up, he quickly took the package back.

"What's the matter? Boss Mo?"

"I'll go by myself."

Mo Bei lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes retracted to remove the hesitant halo in his eyes, and his slender and bamboo-like hands with clear bones tightened slightly, and he was already walking towards the door.

Li Lingyuan was a little confused, but he thought of something, he followed behind two steps, and lowered his voice to remind: "Boss Mo, you should pay attention! Be polite, don't make the educated youth angry again!"

"Okay, stop babbling like an old lady." Song Shuhan hooked Li Lingyuan's neck in the opposite direction, and led him into the house, "It's not for us to interfere in this matter, let him go."

Li Lingyuan opened Song Shuhan's hand, confused, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Song Shuhan chuckled softly, squinted his eyes and shook his head, saying: "I said you are nagging like this, and you will be designated as a single fan for the rest of your life."

"Fuck you!" As soon as Li Lingyuan heard that he was going to be a monk for the rest of his life, he immediately forgot what happened just now, and fought with Song Shuhan again.

On the other side, the kitchen has been cleaned by Xu Shuhua and the others. Si Ningning cleaned the lunch box and put it back in the room. Originally, he wanted to take out the notebook and ponder over the clothes structure diagram he drew before, to see if he could have any new ideas, but the result was outside the door. His sight suddenly darkened.

When I went out, I saw that the sky was dark and yellowish, and a large cloud had accumulated in the middle of the sky.

The weather showed signs of rain several times before, but it didn't come down, so it should rain this time.

And after accumulating for so long, judging by the situation, the rain might not be too small.

As he was looking at it, Si Ningning suddenly felt a person standing beside him. He looked back and looked around. It was not a big injustice... No.

If not Mo Bei, who else?
Si Ningning glanced down, Mo Bei was still holding something in his hand.

Wrapped in oiled paper, it was long and cylindrical, and Si Ningning knew what was inside at a glance.

She sold the egg noodles to Mo Bei before, can she not recognize it?
As soon as Si Ningning stretched out his hand, Mo Bei handed the thing to her.

After that, Si Ningning turned around and walked into the house, and Mo Bei silently followed her into the house.

"Just sit and wait, it will be fine in a while."

"I'll light a fire for you."

Si Ningning knew that Mo Bei was coming after seeing the shadow under her feet. She originally wanted to send Mo Bei to wait in the main room, but when she heard Mo Bei's answer, she turned her head suddenly, her deer eyes opened a little round, quite unbelievable, " What did you say?"

Mo Bei and Si Ningning only looked at each other for a second, then turned his head sideways to look away, pursed his thin lips lightly and repeated awkwardly, "I'll help you light the fire."

"Hmm... set the fire." Si Ningning frowned, not knowing what Mo Bei was up to.

Scratching his forehead blankly, Si Ningning nodded in agreement: "Okay, you light the fire."

There were still sparks in the stove, and Mo Bei sat on the wooden pier at the mouth of the stove, stuffed a handful of dry leaves into it, thick smoke came out, and soon the small flame flickered again.

Si Ningning unwrapped the package on the stove, under the blurred light pouring in from the window, he could still see the whiteness of the egg noodles, "The next handful, should it be enough?"

"Ah."

Mo Bei nodded, Si Ningning knew it in his heart
Because he deduced that Mo Bei's inability to eat was related to heatstroke, Si Ningning reckoned that he was too oily to eat, so he planned to make something lighter.

The noodles in clear soup were too bland. After thinking about it, Si Ningning came up with an idea.

Fill the pot with water and let Mo Bei burn it. Si Ningning went out and picked a handful of shallots, and then picked a handful of young leaves from the radish tassels, washed them by the well, and went back to the house to chop the shallots. The radish tassels came at will A few knives were cut into small pieces, and the water in the pot happened to boil at this time.

Si Ningning put the noodles into the pot. Seeing that they were soft and half cooked, Si Ningning was about to take out the bowl and touched the side of the stove. When it was empty, she froze for a moment, turned her head and sat down. Mo Bei, who was at the mouth of the stove, "Where's your lunch box? Didn't you bring it over?"

"My lunch box..." Mo Bei hesitated and stood up, "I'll get it."

Si Ningning nodded. After Mo Bei left, she looked into the pot again. The noodles became softer, and they would not taste good after cooking. Thinking, Si Ningning first took a thick porcelain bowl to hold the dried noodles.

Put out the soup in the pot, wash it a little bit, and wait for the remaining water to dry up and evaporate. Mo about three spoonfuls of soy sauce, half a spoonful of water, and a small half spoonful of salt, then cover the pot and wait for it to boil.

During the interval, Si Ningning cut half of a cucumber, and the kitchen knife "dudu" waved the afterimage. She quickly cut the half of cucumber into thin strips, and just dropped the cucumber stalk, Mo Bei came back with a lunch box .

Si Ningning took the lunch box from him, and felt something was wrong when he lifted it. When he opened it, Si Ningning took a deep breath and looked up at Mo Bei.

She didn't speak, just looked at Mo Bei quietly.

The air was quiet for a moment, embarrassment and embarrassment flashed across Mo Bei's cold and handsome face, his eyes turned to one side unnaturally, and soon turned back to look at Si Ningning, his sharp jaw trembled slightly, and spit out three words: " Hmm...didn't eat."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier if you didn't eat? If you knew it earlier, you would have saved some noodles, wouldn't that be a waste?" Si Ningning said helplessly.

The lunch box was placed on the table, and she grabbed the shredded cucumber and approached the stove, and put it into the thick porcelain bowl that used to hold the noodles, "Let's just use this bowl for now."

"...Well." Mo Bei moved behind Si Ningning, but kept a step away from him. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "I can eat it."

Afraid that Si Ningning didn't understand the meaning, Mo Bei deliberately explained again, "Noodles are good, and rice is also good."

"Then I'll serve you some sauce, and you eat with it?" Si Ningning asked tentatively.

Except for the dish of fried pork with green peppers, I didn't cook any other dishes today. If I want to make it now, the educated youths don't have any ingredients.

Fortunately, Mo Bei was not picky, so he nodded and agreed.

Si Ningning thought he was tall and felt oppressive standing behind him, which made her feel uncomfortable, so she asked him to sit outside and wait. Mo Bei probably knew that he was going to be out soon, so there was no dispute. out.

Just as the pot was boiling, Si Ningning lifted the lid, poured two spoonfuls of seasoning into the noodle bowl, and at the same time sighed unconsciously.

For some reason, she always felt that Mo Bei was weird.

Sometimes it feels very cold and serious, but sometimes it feels weird...

Hmm...how should I say it?
Like, like, like a rebellious teenager?
Si Ningning shook his head, shook off his strange thoughts, quickly mixed the noodles, picked up the lunch box and opened it, poured two spoonfuls of seasoning soup into it, and brought them to the main room together.

"Soy sauce boiled noodles, eat."

"Dada" twice, Si Ningning put the bowl on the table, and was about to leave with a wave of her hand, when Mo Bei suddenly stopped her, "Si Ningning."

"Ok?"

Si Ningning turned his head, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

Mo Bei was calm in his heart, but when he looked at her like this, he was inexplicably nervous, and he paused for a while before asking, "Do you like flowers?"

What is the problem?
Si Ningning was at a loss for a moment, but when she thought of the scene of the three confronting each other an hour ago, she felt that she realized something.

Mo Bei would ask this, should he be referring to those hydrangeas?

Si Ningning thought about it for a while, her peach-colored lips curled up slightly, and she tilted her head into a bright smile, "I don't like it too much, but it will make me feel better when I see it...maybe, um..."

Si Ningning scratched his forehead uncertainly, "Probably because people yearn for beautiful things or things?"

"So that's the case." Mo Bei nodded slightly, but thought in his heart: I still like it.

But thinking about it, Mo Bei sorted out his thoughts and returned to his usual cool and indifferent appearance, and said "thank you" to Si Ningning in a polite manner.

Si Ningning waved his hand and was attracted by the sound to the door.

Xu Shuhua and Jiang Yue's surprised comments came from the other side of the well: "I said, why are there more tree branches in front of the door? Who cleaned this up so cleanly? And set up a swing?!"

"Go! Go and have a look!"

"Hey! Let me sit down, Xiaoyun, push me!"

Si Ningning followed the sound, Jiang Yue had already sat on the swing, Xu Shuhua and Song Xiaoyun were pushing her to swing.

　Si Ningning: It’s another day when I become the favorite of the group based on my strength. It’s really distressing┐(-｀)┌

　　
　
(End of this chapter)