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Chapter 100: 073: The little girl is quite capable!_6

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Mo Family.

While tidying up the living room, Mrs. Mo suddenly discovered a glass bottle in the bag that Li Gongcheng had sent over in the morning. The bottle held a deep purple-red liquid that looked very appealing.

So, Mrs. Mo placed a call to Li Gongcheng to inquire.

Upon hearing his explanation, Mrs. Mo asked puzzledly, “Sour Plum Soup? The kind that you can drink?”

Li Gongcheng responded: “Yes, exactly. This was made by Boss Xiaoni. It tastes good. You could give it a try, Madam.”

Having full trust in Ni Yang’s cooking skills, after hanging up the phone, Mrs. Mo opened the bottle of sour plum soup, poured a cup, took a small sip, and then couldn’t help but drink all the soup in the cup in one gulp!

It was delicious!

Mrs. Mo had never tasted such good sour plum soup before.

Just then, Mo Qishen walked in from outside.

Mrs. Mo beckoned Mo Qishen, saying, “Old Six, come here, mom has something good for you.”

“What is it?” Mo Qishen approached curiously.

Mrs. Mo poured the last bit of sour plum soup into the cup and passed it to Mo Qishen, “Try this. I guarantee, you’ve never had such delicious sour plum soup.”

Sour Plum Soup?

Sweet?

Mo Qishen frowned.

In his life, he despised sweet things the most.

Just as he was about to turn it down, Mrs. Mo continued, “Go ahead, give it a try. It really tastes good! Wouldn’t your mother deceive you?”

Dubious, Mo Qishen took over the cup and tentatively took a small sip- –

Hmm.

The flavor was surprisingly good.

It was sour and sweet, delightful to the taste.

And it carried with it a hint of osmanthus fragrance.

Tasted better than any other beverage he had ever had.

“Gulp, gulp”, Mo Qishen finished the sour plum soup in the cup in one gulp, and even had a lingering taste for it.

Mrs. Mo chuckled. “See, didn’t I tell you it’s delicious?”

Mo Qishen nodded, “Indeed, it’s pretty good. Mom, where’d you get such a treasure?”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mo immediately told Mo Qishen about the Pickled Vegetable Noodles and praised Ni Yang from start to finish.

Ni?

For some reason, whenever he heard this name, Ni Yang’s beautiful face appeared in Mo Qishen’s mind.

The little girl was talented.

Having only met her once, she made him feel head over heels.

It seemed he had to start dealing with a few things.

It shouldn’t affect his pursuit of his future wife.

“What are you laughing at?” Mrs. Mo asked in curiosity, as she watched Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen replied with a serious face: “I’m happy, mom. You’ve got an appetite, everything tastes good, and you’re incredibly healthy – why wouldn’t I, as your son, be happy?”

“You rascal, only think of amusing your mom.” Mrs. Mo patted Mo Qishen’s shoulder cheerfully.

Then Mo Qishen took out a high-end gift box. “Mom, I also have a gift for you. Open it and see.”

Mrs. Mo was stunned at first, then opened the box.

Inside it was a set of emerald jewelry in excellent condition.

The magnificent green shade of the jade was clear and unblemished, reminiscent of a pure jade spring, tranquil and elegant with a vibrant verdant luster, without a trace of flaws, dazzling yet exuding a soft, dignified aura.

One can tell at a glance that it was worth a fortune.

Mo Qishen asked, “Mom, do you like it?”

Satisfied with her son’s filial piety, Mrs. Mo burst into laughter, “Like it. Like it.”

Anything given by her son, even if it’s a useless piece of stone, she would also love it.

She promptly had the maids store away the set of jewelry, then took out two cards from her pocket and handed them to Mo Qishen. “You rascal, keep these cards.”

Deep down Mrs. Mo was aware of the value of that jade jewelry set. Probably, this rascal spent all his money just to cheer her up.

What a rascal!

At least he’s filial.

It was worthwhile doting on him so much.

Mo Qishen declined, “I am so grown up now, do I still need money from you? I do have money. You don’t have to worry about me.”

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