Chapter 251 : Has Flirting Become This Niche Now?
Chapter 251: Has Flirting Become This Niche Now?
How bored must this person have been to poke at the throat of a stone lion? The key point wasn’t just that she couldn’t put it back, but that she took it away—and even treated it as a gift to someone. Wasn’t that a bit too much?
“You tell me yourself—what’s the difference between this thing and my egg, huh? Answer me!” Lin Mo held the stone sphere, almost tempted to make Miss Yuan eat one herself.
Sure enough, hearing this, Miss Yuan looked a little guilty. “Well, I brought it back from over a thousand kilometers away, so it’s kind of meaningful, right?”
“That stupid egg was something my mom went all the way to our countryside hometown to buy! And you’ve got some guts—daring to mess with the stone lions in front of the police station? That’s stealing public property! Uncle with the Hat just let you go that easily?” Lin Mo couldn’t believe it.
Even if Old Comrade Yuan had some connections in Jiangning, a thousand kilometers away he probably didn’t have much influence.
This thing was practically one of those, “If you’re fine, it’s a sunny day; if you’re not fine, it’s seven days.”
Hearing that, Miss Yuan chuckled sheepishly. “Oh, it’s not that bad! I went to the fruit shop next door, bought a huge dragon fruit, peeled it, and stuffed it in there. And you know what? If you don’t look closely, it looks exactly the same!
I think the big lion must’ve been hungry—it swallowed the dragon fruit right away!”
Lin Mo froze for a second, then gave her a thumbs-up. “As expected of you, Yuan Jie—so abstract!”
Seriously, who else would think to replace the stone sphere in a lion’s mouth with a peeled dragon fruit? And saying the lion was hungry? Even saying she was greedy and bought two dragon fruits to share would’ve made more sense.
But regardless, at least their “gift issue” was now settled—they couldn’t judge each other anymore.
“What? You’re coming to my house?”
Suddenly, Miss Yuan’s shocked voice came from the living room, full of disbelief.
Lin Mo carefully placed the stone sphere she’d given him into the glass display cabinet. The thing was weirdly abstract, but still quite meaningful.
Some people liked expensive gifts, others preferred rare ones—but for Lin Mo, a gift was a gift. What mattered was the meaning, not the price.
Just like the things Jiang Xia had left him—worthless in money, maybe, but precious memories nonetheless.
“Yeah, why are you so surprised? Auntie’s been inviting me to visit for ages. I just never had time before. Besides, Aunt Jiang and Uncle Yuan have always been so kind to me. As a junior, it’s only proper I visit them,” Lin Mo said with a smile.
The reason he hadn’t gone before was simply awkwardness. Though he got along with Miss Yuan, that didn’t mean he had to get familiar with her parents.
More importantly, the conditions of her family were intimidating for someone like him.
But this time was different. After that Longquan ink paste matter, they had helped him quite a bit. He couldn’t just ignore that. He didn’t have to act overly grateful, but he should at least show respect.
He happened to have a proper gift ready, too. Since he was preparing to start something of his own, he had to learn to deal with people—even if that wasn’t his strong suit. Networking never hurt, especially with a connection like Miss Yuan.
And as a junior, even if he slipped up a little, Mrs. Jiang and her husband wouldn’t be nitpicky about it.
That was the good thing about being the younger one—as long as he didn’t commit some huge taboo, the elders wouldn’t mind.
“You’ve changed, huh? You’re not possessed by something, are you? Bold demon, garlic bird, garlic bird—fine, come then! Mom mentioned you last time she went out. When are you coming, today?” Miss Yuan muttered. Maybe because she wasn’t wearing her pants with the peachwood sword in them today, she gave up on performing an exorcism.
Lin Mo shook his head. “Not today. It’s Mid-Autumn Festival—Auntie and Uncle might be visiting their elders. What would it look like if I showed up then? Tomorrow’s better. Think they’ll be free tomorrow?”
“Should be. Wait a sec, I’ll call and ask.” Miss Yuan got up and went to the balcony to report the situation home.
Even for ordinary families, you had to notify them before visiting. What if they weren’t home? That’d be awkward.
And for someone like Miss Yuan’s family—forget it. Old Comrade Yuan was a big boss, well-connected. Most people had to make appointments just to see him.
Thankfully, Lin Mo had Miss Yuan to help notify them, so he didn’t have to go through the hassle. Even if Old Comrade Yuan wasn’t home, there was still Mrs. Jiang.
From their previous meetings, Lin Mo could tell Mrs. Jiang was very kind and approachable. That was why he’d decided to go.
Otherwise, after only meeting Old Comrade Yuan once, he’d never have had the nerve to drop by uninvited.
“Really, Mom, I’m at his place right now. I’ll let him talk to you!” Miss Yuan said into her phone, then handed it to Lin Mo. “Here, talk to my mom yourself!”
Lin Mo quickly took the phone. “Hello, Auntie, this is Lin Mo. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!”
“Ah, happy festival to you too! Yuanyuan said you were back, but I didn’t believe her—I thought you’d be spending it at home.” Mrs. Jiang’s cheerful voice came through the line.
Lin Mo replied, “I had some things to take care of, so I came back early. I’ve been wanting to visit, but didn’t have the time. Since I do now, I’d love to come see you, Auntie—if it’s convenient.”
“What’s inconvenient about that? Treat this like your own home! I’d be thrilled to have you visit. When are you coming? Tell Auntie what you like to eat so I can prepare.”
Even without seeing her face, Lin Mo could tell Mrs. Jiang was in an excellent mood.
“No need for any trouble, Auntie. How about tomorrow at two in the afternoon?” Lin Mo said.
Two in the afternoon was perfect for a visit—not too early, not during lunch, and not when people might be napping. Perfectly polite timing.
“Mom, I want sweet rice balls with rice wine!” Miss Yuan shouted from the side.
Mrs. Jiang replied, “Get out of here. You are a sweet rice ball with rice wine.”
Miss Yuan: …
She didn’t know why, but every time she saw how her mom treated Lin Mo, she couldn’t help feeling a little jealous. Was she even the real daughter here?
Lin Mo chatted a bit more with Mrs. Jiang before hanging up.
“Hey, why are you staring at me like that?” Lin Mo asked when he turned around and saw Miss Yuan glaring holes into him.
Yuan Meng said, “You don’t look anything like my mom. Guess you’re not her illegitimate son!”
Lin Mo: ???
“Forget it, whatever. Wanna go out? It’s still the holidays—staying in alone’s boring,” Miss Yuan offered.
Lin Mo shook his head. “Nah, Wang Chu’s still at school. He didn’t even go home for the break.”
“He’s been cooped up at school all this time? Definitely a fat otaku!”
“Not really. He’s busy being all lovey-dovey with the Class Monitor right now.”
Hearing that, Miss Yuan’s eyes lit up. “Oh~~ spill the tea!”
Five minutes later, the two drove to the gym that Wang Chu and the Class Monitor often visited.
As soon as they reached the second floor, they saw Wang Chu on his knees, hands on the ground, doing push-ups that looked almost like kowtows.
Meanwhile, the Class Monitor stood before him, waving a chicken drumstick in front of his face.
Those who understood would see it as “motivating his willpower.” Those who didn’t would think she was training a dog.
Miss Yuan blinked. “Uh… has flirting gotten this niche now? Why does that move look so familiar?”
Lin Mo: →_→