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Facing Mo Zili's sudden grievance and crying, Lin Xue's whole body was full of powerlessness.

She really didn't want to care about this arrogant child with superb acting skills and a lot of heart.

However, the bear child Mo Zili became more and more sad as he cried, and he even started to sing while he was crying.

"Little cabbage! Yellow in the ground! Follow my aunt, no sugar! Beautiful aunt, cruel! My stomach is rumbling, I'm so hungry!"

Mo Zili's voice is deep, her expressions are rich, her movements and tears are matched with those of a professional opera singer, especially the lyrics, which are very rhymed.

Qu Lingqiang, who had been driving with a straight face, couldn't help being amused.

"This kid has a good voice!"

Lin Xue sighed while holding her forehead: "Didn't you see that he is Mo Zili, the dazzling fox, an internet celebrity singer with a high hit rate on the Internet recently."

At this time, a red light happened in front of him. After Qu Lingqiang heard her words, he immediately turned around: "Dazzling fox? That troubled boy who is popular all over the Internet?"

Mo Zili became popular overnight with the song "Seven Years' Troubles", which he sang while walking, so some people on the Internet also called him a troubled boy.

"Yes, it's him!"

Qu Lingqiang took another deep look at the arm that was pulling Lin Xue. In Mo Zili, who was wiping his nose hard, he really couldn't compare him to the young child star who had a prosperous beauty and a pair of peach blossom eyes on the Internet. linked together.

In their company, from the 50-year-old cleaning aunt to the 20-year-old intern sister, they have recently fallen in love with the little child star Hyun-colored Fox.

"Uh-, he doesn't seem to be the same as the rumors on the Internet!"

Mo Zili, who was performing the crying scene professionally and diligently, was stunned for a moment: "Why is it different?"

He temporarily forgot to cry.

"It is rumored on the Internet that this little child star is versatile. He can compose and write lyrics at the age of three. He won the eighth grade on the piano at the age of five. At the age of six, he won the first prize in the local highly authoritative guitar competition. He is the great-grandson of the Murong family. Born abroad, but yearning for Han culture, at the age of six, he read almost all domestic famous novels."

"By the way, and the calligraphy is also top-notch. There are many fans from abroad who are besieging their door, just to ask him for a word!"

There were only the three of them in the car, and Qu Lingqiang's words were clearly passed into Mo Zili's ears.

He sighed and held his forehead: "You mean, don't I look very talented?"

It's a little too outrageous for my mother and uncle to package him online!

They had already lost their minds to enter Murong's house!

At this point, the red light in front of them had turned into a green light.

Qu Lingqiang said after starting the car: "A talented person will not cry and make trouble, it will only make you appear immature!"

Mo Zili looked out of the car window disapprovingly: "I'm a child, why do I have to pretend to be mature. I'm innocent and follow my heart. It's our mark, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed to a small facade selling candied haws on the side of the street, and said willfully, "Stop, I want to eat candied haws!"

Qu Lingqiang sighed helplessly, then, leaning on the side of the road, he slowly stopped the car.

Mo Zili pointed at him and blinked his peach blossom eyes: "Brother handsome, can you buy it for me? My aunt and I have just returned to Yucheng, and the money on us is still in foreign currency, so we haven't had time to change it!"

Qu Lingqiang was speechless, so he pushed open the car door and went out, and came back with two bunches of candied haws.

In the car, Mo Zili took the candied haws over and gave Lin Xue a bunch of them: "Pretty aunt, I'll treat you to the candied haws!"

Qu Lingqiang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had a black line on his face. This kid borrowed flowers and offered Buddha to do it quite smoothly.

However, Lin Xue refused: "No, you can eat it yourself. I don't like eating too sweet food."

Mo Zili forced the candied gourd into her hands: "Are you trying to maintain your figure? Aunt, you are already thin enough, so you don't need to force yourself to go on a diet to maintain your figure."

"I can't finish two skewers, I will gain weight!"

While speaking, he had already lowered his head and took a bite on the candied haws, his expression exaggerated: "This is the taste, the sweet and sour taste that I have been dreaming about for a long time!"

Lin Xue shook her head speechlessly again and looked out the car window.

"Lin Xue, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Western food, Sichuan food, pasta, or delicious snacks!" Qu Lingqiang who was driving suddenly asked.

"I-I can!" Lin Xue hesitated to answer.

However, Mo Zili shouted inarticulately with a candied gourd: "I want to eat delicious snacks. Hot pot, as well as knife-cut noodles, sweet and sour fish."

Although he has never been to Rain City, he has watched many food programs in Rain City on TV and the Internet.

Those hot pot, spicy crayfish, oily xiao long bao, sauce elbow, sweet and sour fish, beggar chicken, salt-baked chicken legs, really made his mouth water.

"This—" Qu Lingqiang looked embarrassed, what the **** is this kid going to eat!

Lin Xue saw his embarrassment and said directly, "Let's go eat some noodles. I've always wanted to eat the noodles in clear soup from that noodle restaurant on Fengling Road when I was abroad!"

"Okay. It just so happens that it's not far from your house!"

Saying that, Qu Lingqiang turned at the intersection and drove towards Fengling Road.

"What? Noodles in clear soup? Aunt, are you mistaken? When I was growing up, you asked me to eat noodles in clear soup. This is obviously child abuse." Mo Zili, who was eating candied haws, protested with dissatisfaction.

He doesn't want to eat clear soup noodles, he doesn't like clear soup noodles at all. He wants to eat chicken drumsticks, steak with sauce, and sweet and sour fish.

Lin Xue looked at him sternly and said, "I'm just a poor teacher. I don't have money. If you don't want to be abused, you can go home now. Your mommy is so rich, you can eat enough."

Mo Zili's small eyes rolled, and he quickly compromised: "Clear soup noodles are also good. As an Internet celebrity, I really need to maintain my figure."

This kid's mind changes really fast!

Qu Lingqiang, who was driving in front, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Soon, they came to the noodle restaurant on Fengling Road.

He and Lin Xue used to come often.

The decoration of the noodle shop is still the same. It is past the meal time, and there are not too many people. They took a seat by the window on the first floor.

The waiter came over and asked politely, "What do you three want to eat?"

Mo Zili didn't wait for Qu Lingqiang and the others to speak, and took the lead: "Bring your menu to me to see."

"Okay." The waiter quickly turned around and took a menu from the counter and handed it to him.

In addition to our specialty pasta, there are also some stir-fried dishes.

Seeing the name of the stir-fry, Mo Zili's peach blossom eyes lit up.

"I want to eat this fish-flavored shredded pork, shredded potatoes in vinegar, sweet and sour meatballs, and, also, small crispy pork!" He wanted to order more, but Lin Xue stole the menu.

"Mo Zili, if you order it any longer, you won't be able to finish it."

Then, she looked at the waiter a little embarrassedly: "Three bowls of clear soup noodles, thank you!"

"What about the dish you just ordered!" the waiter asked uncertainly.