Chapter 424: One Hundred Percent Turnaround Rate

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Isn’t your sister just trying to give you a big surprise?"

The little one’s expression was a bit skeptical, is it really so? Are you sure you didn’t forget?

"Don’t look at me like that. When has your sister ever come home without bringing gifts for Candy?"

"The gift is in the suitcase; I’ll give it to you when we get back."

There really is a gift! The little one’s smile curved like a crescent moon.

"Hehe, Guoguo knew that sister loves Guoguo the most."

"Oh? Sister loves Guoguo the most, what about brother?" Mo Jingchun was getting jealous! The little one accidentally overturned the vinegar jar.

The little one was momentarily dumbfounded too.

The tree of confusion yields the fruit of confusion, beneath the tree of confusion are you and me.

Sitting under the tree of confusion, each receives a fruit of confusion.

Confusion involves you and me; turns out confusion isn’t just for me.

Under the tree of confusion lies the soul of confusion, within the soul of confusion are the confused.

Each person has a soul of confusion, for confusion is the most soulful in life.

Brother is jealous~ Can’t he tell Guoguo is just trying to make sister happy~ Otherwise, how can I get the gift?

"Aiya, brother and sister both love Guoguo the most."

"That’s more like it."

A few minutes later, the little one looked out at the road and asked curiously, "Brother, aren’t we going home?"

Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "You still recognize the way, huh? How do you know this isn’t the way home?"

"Brother, I’m just young, not stupid!"

"Guoguo has a great memory!"

"Guoguo also knows that if we turn right at the intersection ahead, we can go home, but it’ll be a much longer way."

"Impressive!"

"Okay, I admit it, brother doesn’t want to cook today; we’re going to a restaurant to eat."

Feast time! The little one’s eyes sparkled.

"Brother, Guoguo wants to eat corn pancakes."

For the dinner gathering, Mo Jingchun invited uncle’s entire family.

At the dining table, Mo Jingchun looked at grandpa’s darkened complexion and asked worriedly:

"Grandpa, you must take the doctor’s prescribed medication on time."

Unexpectedly, grandpa laughed heartily and said, "I’ve been taking them. They’re so expensive, I can’t bear to waste them."

"No need to worry so much about me. It’s just the way it is when you get old."

"Who knows, maybe one day I’ll close my eyes, kick my legs, and be at peace with the world."

"I’ve enjoyed enough of life’s pleasures."

Grandpa wanted to say more, but Zhou Xing put down his wine glass.

"Ptooey! What are you talking about?!"

"Now’s the time to enjoy life; why say such unlucky things."

"What do you mean old? Your granddaughter isn’t even married yet, and your grandson hasn’t married and had children. Aren’t you anxious to see your descendants live better lives?"

"Hahaha, you’re right, you’re right."

Grandpa laughed heartily, patting his chest, "Xiaochun, don’t see me as an old man with many ailments. Hehe, the more people like me, the longer they live."

"Those who look healthy and never catch a cold all year often die easily."

Hearing this, Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes, "Don’t think like that, old man."

"You have to do your weekly check-ups."

"I know, I know, I’m not a kid."

Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, wanting to say more but refrained.

Compared to children, the elderly dislike nagging even more and are more rebellious.

Forget it, I’ll wait a few days and have Candy talk to him; the kid’s words are more effective than a doctor’s advice.

After all, she’s the Little Demon King who’s not afraid to tug on grandpa’s beard.

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"Are you and Guoguo sleeping on the third floor or with Guoguo on the second floor tonight?"

Just after putting down her backpack and about to open the suitcase to take out the gift, Zhou Yaling raised her head in confusion and asked, "Second floor?"

"Isn’t that your room?"

"Guoguo sleeps in a room alone now, and I sleep next door."

"I think I’ll sleep on the third floor with Candy."

"Suit yourself."

The little one tugged at Zhou Yaling’s pant leg, "Sister, it doesn’t matter where we sleep; come, let’s open the suitcase first."

Mo Jingchun chuckled.

"Ahem, sorry, I couldn’t help it."

"Honestly, I’m also curious about what you brought for Guoguo."

"Ta-da! It’s shoes I made with my own hands for Candy!"

Looking at the shoes that Zhou Yaling held, which were passably nice, Mo Jingchun and Candy both fell into deep thought.

You know Newton’s third law? Right, it has nothing to do with these shoes.

The little one reached out and touched sister’s forehead, then felt her own forehead.

"No fever~"

Mo Jingchun laughed, holding his belly, "Guoguo, do you think it’s possible that it’s winter now?"

"Otherwise, why would your sister have knitted you a pair of woolen shoes?"

"Hahaha~"

Candy and Mo Jingchun couldn’t stop laughing, and the little one laughed until tears came out, her tiny hands patting the floor tiles continuously.

"Hahaha~"

"Just wear them in winter! It’s handmade by me, the only pair in the world! Want them or not? If not, I’ll throw them in the trash."

Mo Jingchun gave the little one a look; she quickly stood up, brushed the dust off her hands, and took the woolen shoes.

"Want them, want them."

"Hmph, that’s more like it."

Seeing sister’s proud demeanor, the little one looked up at brother, and Mo Jingchun could only shrug helplessly.

One must admit, with Zhou Yaling back, Mo Jingchun has been living more comfortably.

The next morning, just after going downstairs, Mo Jingchun heard a clattering noise coming from the kitchen.

It was Zhou Yaling cooking.

"Morning."

Seeing Mo Jingchun, Zhou Yaling clanged the wok onto the stove.

"Lazy brother, Candy told me that you don’t eat breakfast on Saturdays and Sundays. Impressive." Zhou Yaling gave a thumbs up.

"Did Guoguo tell you that even if her brother doesn’t get up, she won’t starve?"

Zhou Yaling snorted disdainfully, not wanting to argue.

"Woof woof woof~" Mo Jingchun patted Little Grey’s head, looking at it with pity:

"You’re done for~ Your future meals are in this woman’s hands."

"Poor Little Grey~"

"Don’t scare it." Zhou Yaling placed a bowl of fried eggs on the table and, looking at the big orange cat lazing on the sofa, said:

"Brother, Bun is getting fatter."

"At this rate, it’s going to kick the bucket sooner or later."

Taking a bite of a fried dough stick, Mo Jingchun said helplessly, "What can I do."

"Bun is fed by Guoguo. She’s always afraid Bun won’t get enough to eat."

"Not to scare you, but Bun’s monthly food expenses could be higher than your internship salary."

Glancing at Bun, still unmoved, Zhou Yaling smiled and said, "Leave it to me then. When it comes to weight loss, I’m an expert."

"Oh? Well, that’s great! You’re off work for the next two days anyway, so take Bun out for a walk."

"Their turn-back rate, tsk tsk, guaranteed 100%."

PS: Thanks to Hongmeng Zilian for the reward and support.