Chapter 1083 You Drank My Dad's Relics

Instigated by the enthusiasm of Mo's enemies, Yi Lin was "forced" to live in Mo's house temporarily.

Before Xingyun Ye, the Mo family's old house, which occupies a slightly larger area, usually only lived in three people.

Mo Rendi, Mo Li, and a middle-aged maid, Sister Xu.

During this time, due to the impact of Xingyun Ye, sister Xu's hometown was also the hardest-hit area. She went home to visit relatives and had a long vacation.

After Yi Lin moved in, the deserted Mo's house became a little bustling.

But it is only "a few points".

When Mo Rendi went out to work or deal with special group affairs, Molly locked herself in the room for more than 20 hours within 24 hours.

She obviously doesn't like the "smooth" and "antique" Uncle G.

Molly always felt that Uncle G had plots against Grandpa.

These days, Yi Lin has some understanding of little Molly's situation.

This was another side of Molly that he hadn't been exposed to "before".

Because Molly was too smart, she felt that the content of school was boring. In front of the teacher, she did all the final exam papers of the past years, including junior high and high school, with full marks, and let the teaching and research groups of each subject take turns like a competition After setting up a question match and finally getting all perfect marks for Molly, she graduated ahead of schedule and got her graduation certificate.

In short, she is now a "dropout" at home. Be a home girl.

After the death of her parents, Molly stopped interacting with other people, but on the surface she looked tugging, and she didn't look sad.

In this regard, Mo Rendi has nothing to do with it, and can only let Molly be like this.

There are a lot of nutritious fast food at home, which can be eaten as soon as it is heated, and there are quite a lot of flavors. To be honest, even if Yi Lin is not around, even if Mo Rendi doesn't go home for a week, Molly won't starve to death, so she can stay at home with peace of mind.

Molly, who hides at home every day, has almost no contact with Yi Lin, and they are like strangers.

Yi Lin felt that Molly was avoiding him on purpose.

Molly, Molly, don't you feel that I look familiar to you in the dark?

Yi Lin observed Molly for a few days,

I don't think this is the way to go.

So one day, on a dark and windy night, he took out the local products on the mountain, lit up the electric stove, and started cooking.

After a while, a hot pot of "Da Zazhu" came out.

There are many materials that can only be dug on the snow mountain.

Dazzling light filled Mo Zhai.

As a soul cook, Yi Lin no longer needs to strictly follow any recipes. In his hands, ordinary ingredients will produce special effects without exception...the point is that they are very fragrant. It is bright, fragrant and delicious when cooked in this pot. Who would say no to delicious food that can shine?

Molly hid in the room, and when the light came out of the window, she thought something unexpected happened, so she rushed out of the room with bare feet. When she rushed out, she was still holding a 15cm electric shock stick tightly in her hand, which seemed to be a weapon usually used for... self-defense.

"I wipe? Uncle G, did you blow up the kitchen or something?"

The colorful light emitted a charming halo from the gap in the lid of the pot. At this moment, Yi Lin was like a god descending from the earth, holding a glowing pot, full of sacred aura.

Molly felt that the next second, this guy would lift the lid of the pot with a smile on his face, and say: Look, it's full of light.

Yi Lin said with a straight face: "Want to eat?" He put a pot of cooking named [Snow Mountain Thirty-Eight Fragrances Harvest Stew] on the table not long ago.

Little Molly stayed for a few seconds, the crystal clear saliva slipped from the corner of her mouth, she quickly wiped it off: "I..."

Little Molly originally wanted to be stubborn, reserved, and hesitant, but she couldn't help it. The fragrance that filled the whole room was so fragrant, she quickly gave up resisting, and lowered her head: "I want to eat."

"Call Uncle."

"uncle."

"Well, good."

Yi Lin touched little Molly's head with a smile, seeing the bad-tempered Molly coddling in front of her so obediently, Yi Lin felt inexplicably happy.

"Don't think you—" Molly couldn't help it, and was about to explode.

"Do you still want to eat tomorrow?"

"Good uncle, Mengmeng wants to eat." Molly lowered her proud head again.

"So cute~"

"..."

...

After eating.

Yi Lin smiled and cleaned up the dishes in the house.

Molly was wearing a tank top and shorts. She curled her legs and buried herself in the sofa watching TV. But apparently, her attention wasn't on the TV show, and in just one minute, she had switched to a dozen shows. The content broadcast on these programs is similar: nothing more than releasing news about "disasters" in various forms, or experts in various fields, in interviews with different programs, put forward their views on the "four towers" and "disasters". ", "satellite crash", "where did the disappearing people go" and other keywords.

After tidying up the dishes, Yi Lin opened the upper shelf of the kitchen cabinet, and there was a pair of intact pour-over coffee utensils inside. In the cabinet on the other side, there are four types of coffee beans marked with different roast levels in airtight cans: light roast, medium roast, dark roast, and no time to roast. On the surface of each glass jar, sticky notes of different colors are attached, and the place of origin, variety, and roasting date of each coffee bean are intimately marked on it. The last signature on the sticky note: "Husband, what?"

In a society where even hamburgers can be "generated with one click", this set of hand-cranked coffee tools can be said to be "retro style". Yi Lin could probably tell what kind of character Molly's parents had. He silently poured out a handful of beans, put them in front of his nose, smelled them, and began to grind them.

"Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka-"

The sound of grinding echoed in the hall where the two were alone.

92 ℃ constant temperature boiling water, pour. He likes a bitter taste, and of course Molly likes it too.

steaming.

Drip extraction, timing.

Three-knife brewing.

The technique is just an aid, and Yi Lin has always been casual in making coffee.

There was a flash of light.

Coffee technically also falls under the category of "cooking".

Yi Lin took two cups of coffee and sat down on the other corner of the sofa. He took a sip while it was hot, um, it tasted good.

"Don't think that I don't know. You have a purpose to get close to grandpa." The relationship between Molly and Mo's enemy is like an eagle catching a chicken... Well, Molly is now an eagle protecting the calf. During this period of time, a flirtatious stranger mixed up with his grandfather as "brothers are good friends", and there was a feeling of "the only relative was also taken away", which was inexplicably uncomfortable.

"I, Molly, won't let you do that!"

While talking, Molly picked up the coffee and took a sip angrily. She seemed to have forgotten the scene where she obediently called "Uncle" just now.

But she had never seen coffee that glowed.

"hiss……"

Molly gasped.

"It's salt, I added a little salt."

"Humph," Molly rolled her eyes: "The sodium ions in salt can suppress the bitterness of coffee and increase the aroma. Don't show off this mere knowledge in front of me, okay? My dad used to... wait, you Where did the coffee beans... come from?"

"Found it in the kitchen."

Molly's eyes widened and she slammed the coffee cup onto the carpet. Molly ran to the kitchen on hands and feet, she looked at the coffee can whose lid had been unscrewed...

"Wow woo woo woo!!!"

After three seconds,

Little Molly hugged the coffee can and cried loudly.

"My father's relic!!!!"

...

When Mo Rendi came back, Molly was still crying.

When he learned the cause and effect from Yi Lin, he couldn't laugh or cry. But he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only symbolically punch Yi Lin out of the yard, meaning it meant something.

Molly had diarrhea that night, a total of five times.

Molly usually sleeps until she wakes up naturally, but when she woke up early this morning, Molly, who was almost dehydrated with diarrhea and dry mouth, didn't care about getting angry, so she got up and drank a liter of warm water.

"What are you doing to provoke my granddaughter?"

Mo Rendi stood on the roof, secretly beckoning to Yi Lin.

The two brothers squatted on the roof, whispering.

"Didn't you ask me to help guard here for a few days?"

"The old man asked you to help me and didn't let you make trouble with her!" Mo Rendi stared at Yi Lin: "You don't understand my granddaughter's weird temper, since her parents died, she has been weird, I don’t like to talk too much. I know I’m clinging to this old man all day long, so I can’t do anything about it, so I can only hide. To be honest, this old man can beat those families with his fists, but he has nothing to do with this bad-tempered granddaughter.”

Yi Lin glanced at Mo Rendi: "Believe me, one day you will miss the days of being clinging to her."

"Hey? Impossible!" Mo Rendi said firmly.

"We'll see."

"Anyway, don't provoke her if you have nothing to do. By the way, there has been some movement outside recently. The old man happens to be busy with something. You can take care of her. The people they send to the old man are all useless, and the old man can't trust her."

Yi Lin made an "OK" gesture.

When Mo Rendi heard this, he was relieved. Stepping on the right foot with the left foot from the air, swept over the high wall, and left Mo's house.

Little Molly didn't hide in the room today.

After what happened yesterday, she suddenly realized that hiding in the room was purely to make herself uncomfortable. Doing so will not make Wei Shumi uncomfortable, it will only make herself uncomfortable.

Today's Molly is curled up on the sofa, with the can of coffee beans that made her bleed all night on the table, her eyes are empty and out of focus.

After Mo Rendi left, Yi Lin thought about it, and then sat down next to little Molly.

Little Molly moved her butt away with a look of disgust.

silence.

For a full ten minutes, Uncle Yi Lin and Little Molly just sat there, no one paying attention to the other.

"My wife died."

In the awkward silence, Yi Lin suddenly sighed softly.

Molly turned her head and looked at Yi Lin in surprise. Although she didn't understand why Yi Lin suddenly said her sad things, she still whispered: "Sorry."

Yi Lin took off [Xia Xue's Heart] from her neck: "She only left me this necklace. In fact, I have always believed that human life is short, and everyone must die, and no one can live forever. "

"Nonsense." Molly rolled her eyes: "But you drank my father's belongings."

"Uh, what I want to say is that the dead will live in the memory of the living in the form of 'missing'."

"But you drank my dad's belongings," Molly emphasized.

"The past is hard to look back on, we have to look forward." Yi Lin said with a pun, "So, I think as long as I live well, I can live well, one day, no matter in ten years, a hundred years, or even After a longer time, we will meet again."

"Although it's a little impolite to say that," Molly lowered her head, "I feel like you're telling a ghost story."

"No, we all have hope." Yi Lin shook her head.

"Tch, you have to believe in science, okay? It's an old fashioned thing. You can't come back from the dead." Molly curled her lips and burrowed into the room.

Yi Lin closed her eyes and listened attentively.

In the room, Molly put her head under the pillow and cried loudly.

Erin scratched her head in confusion.

Maybe I'm actually a little bit less comforting?

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