Mr. O's paranoid

Chapter 95

"Come in." Qi Mo really couldn't resist such a cute side of him, so she sighed helplessly and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you!" Ou Xingchen ran in happily, climbed onto the chair in a hurry, and when he stood up, he reached Qi Mo's chin.

"Be careful, don't fall!" Qi Mo looked startled, patted the flour on his hands, and helped him move the chair inside, fearing that he would fall and fall.

"It's okay, I'll be careful! Qi Mo, please teach me how to make dumplings, okay?" Ou Xingchen looked at the round dumpling wrappers and couldn't wait to get started.

"You haven't washed your hands yet, so you can eat what you made later?" Qi Mo went to fetch a basin of water as he spoke, and took his little hands to wash them carefully.

Ou Xingchen stood there obediently, while Ren Qimo, who was motionless, helped him wash his hands.

Looking at Qi Mo's side face, his nose suddenly became sour, and his eyes were clouded with mist.

"Okay!" Qi Mo wiped his hands dry with a towel, looked up at him and said with a gentle smile.

Seeing the tears in his eyes unexpectedly, he couldn't help being stunned: "What's wrong?"

Why are you crying so hard?

"It's okay, it's okay, maybe the flour flew into his eyes!" Ou Xingchen hurriedly pulled up his sleeves and wiped his eyes, then lowered his head as if nothing had happened, reached out and picked up a dumpling wrapper, imitating what Qi Mo had just seen done Look, use a small spoon to dig a little meat and put it on the dumpling skin.

Qi Mo pursed her lips, did the flour fly into her eyes?She would be a fool to believe such a lousy excuse.

Maybe he thought of his mother again?

Or did something unhappy happen before coming to her?

But he didn't want to say it, so what could she say?
Often many seemingly simple things are learned as soon as they are learned and abandoned as soon as they are done.

Obviously just saw Qi Mo doing just two movements, but Ou Xingchen couldn't make a dumpling well.

"Squeeze the two sides of the skin in the middle like this, hold the remaining two ends with your hands, and squeeze in the middle like this, look, isn't it all right?" Qi Mo watched as he ruined a good piece of dumpling skin, I really couldn't see it and held his hand, slowly talking about the steps and methods, while holding his hand to actually operate it again.

A dumpling lay perfectly on Ou Xingchen's little hand like this, Ou Xingchen happily "giggled" and laughed, full of a sense of accomplishment.

When Qi Mo withdrew his hand and asked him to wrap one by himself, he still failed again and again.

Now, it was Aunt Li and Qi Mo's turn to laugh.

"Am I too stupid?" Ou Xingchen pursed his lips, his face full of frustration.

The eyes said: I will!
The hand said: You will be a fart!
……

"Fool, if you are stupid, there will be no kid in the world who is not stupid! Come on, I will teach you another kind of bag, which is beautiful and fun!"

Qi Mo couldn't bear to laugh at him anymore, so she stretched out her hand to touch his head comfortingly, and when she saw that the part of his hair where she touched was white, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but burst out laughing again. .

"Haha, old man with white hair!" Aunt Li also laughed.

Ou Xingchen looked at the flour on Qi Mo's hands, and knew what his head looked like without looking in the mirror.

Can't help but glared at Qi Mo angrily: "You dirty me!"

"Why is it dirty, what can be eaten in the stomach, how can it be dirty?" Qi Mo joked with a smile: "Then I'll help you take it off." As he said that, he reached out to touch his hair .

(End of this chapter)