Li Mo was busy imparting his mother’s legendary bargaining skills to Ice Chunk.
“Ice Chunk, what’s the key to successful bargaining? It’s all about the atmosphere! Be fierce!”
“Like this?”
Ying Bing furrowed her delicate brows, her snow-colored eyes shimmering with coolness.
Little Li leaned back slightly:
“Um, no need to be that fierce. We’re bargaining, not planning a m*rder.”
“…..”
Ying Bing thought that the expressions she and Li Mo made were pretty much the same.
To be precise, Ice Chunk’s “ferocious” face was actually learned from her…
“I got it!”
Li Mo raised a finger, the genius Little Li had an idea!
He slapped the furry cat hat he just bought onto Ice Chunk’s head.
Wearing the fluffy hat, Ying Bing’s cold, elegant demeanor was wrapped in soft fluff, her expression still cool, but now minus the vibe of wanting to stab you with a sword.
After all, a cold cat is still cute.
Ice Chunk, limited edition Cat Hat!
“Looks good on you.”
“…..”
So, Li Mo led Ying Bing as they strolled through the market.
His mom’s bargaining martial arts, first move Dragon Slayer kn*fe, second move I Know My Stuff, third move You Can’t Make Much, fourth move If You Don’t Sell It I’ll Scream, had already become unbeatable.
And now, they added a new secret move!
Ice Chunk, unleash your fierceness!
Thus, the Tiger Vanguard and Cat King set out, leaving a trail of despair behind them on the street.
With a smooth combo move, they left all the little vendors with unforgettable faces.
Even later, a rumor spread through Qinghe County!
Little Mrs. Li bargained even harder!
Peeking from behind a tree, Heng Yun and the others, who witnessed this scene, fell into deep contemplation, lost in the confusion of being confused under a confused tree.
Was this truly how a great genius operates?
What happened to the promised super power, hard training, and secret weapons?
They were bargaining for candied hawthorn berries!
After a while, the market day was almost done for the duo; they bought a bunch of stuff, and while they used their bargaining skills, some deals still slipped away.
Li Mo took a look at the sky, holding bags in both hands, and decided it was time to head home for the New Year’s dinner.
“Alright, let’s head back.”
“Wait for me.”
“What else do you need to do?”
Li Mo was startled; the figure wearing the cat hat had already turned back towards the market.
Maybe there were a few items she wanted to grab before returning home?
“Sigh…”
Looking at the darkening market, Li Mo stood in the snow and exhaled a puff of breath.
Moments later, Ying Bing returned, holding a big-headed doll and fastening it to her waist.
“What did you buy?”
“Not telling you.”
“Tsk tsk, I didn’t want to know anyway…”
Li Mansion.
The family was bustling about preparing New Year’s dinner; Mom and Dad were in the kitchen, working up a storm.
Li Mansion was decked with lanterns and streamers, brightening the dark cold night, while fine snow drifted down at the doorstep.
Li Mo wore a tiger hat, organizing all the New Year’s supplies just bought. He even dug out some firecrackers and lit them up.
Ying Bing sat on the clean steps, tilting her cat hat, her eyes illuminated by the scene of the boy playing with firecrackers, with snow in the background looking soft and gentle.
Li Dalong clicked his tongue, watching the two of them, feeling inexplicably content inside. He turned back to Gu Xueqin, who was busy cooking, and asked:
“Dear, do you think that trick you had in mind will work?”
“What if they just need a little push from us? Besides, even if we don’t settle things, we won’t be meddling too much.”
“True. By the way, dear, is the food ready? I’ll go serve it up.”
As is well known…
Genius kids have parents with bright ideas.
Though they usually stay out of their children’s business, the Li couple had their own way.
“Kids, Little Ice Girl, food’s ready!”
Old Li called out to the outside. When he saw both heading towards the main hall, he carried a freshly prepared dish into the room.
“Dad, you’ve never stepped foot in the kitchen before.”
Li Mo took off his tiger hat, feeling a bit curious.
Old Li was not just a teacher who had learned how to “command everyone” but often talked about the virtue of a gentleman staying away from the kitchen.
He had never even washed a bowl after eating, and now he was serving dishes?
“This dish was personally made by your mother; it can’t be the same as anything else, can it?”
“It looks good, what’s it called?”
Li Mo picked up some food for Ying Bing, tasting a bit himself.
“Spicy Nose.”
A glossy layer of oil shimmered on Ying Bing’s lips.
“Couple’s Lung Slices.”
“???”
Li Dalong was serious this time and pointed to the cold dish, explaining enthusiastically:
“This Couple’s Lung Slices means the couple’s hearts are united, supporting each other, working together, and creating a beautiful life together…”
“…..”
Intimately connected? Working together?
Listening to Dad’s elaborate explanation, Little Li’s mind couldn’t help but conjure up several images.
In the South Border, he was the Black Earth Immortal, and she was the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Races…
On Lanke Mountain, he was in charge of the outside, Ice Chunk handled the inside, and together they seamlessly worked through the board game, leaving the Huanmo Sect members baffled.
If he were to learn this dish, could it still be called Couple’s Lung Slices…
But that wasn’t the end of it.
“Hey, this one is ‘Bitter Liver,’ and that one is ‘Centennial Plum Blossom.'”
“This Wife Cake is also quite good; Little Mo, eat more.”
“And this Husband Soup has an impressive origin; your mom specially learned how to make it.”
Old Li was good at talking, rattling off the names of dishes one after another.
Soon, Gu Xueqin joined the fray, enthusiastically serving the two.
Before long, their bowls were piled high with food—either ‘couple’ or ‘wife.’
“Dad, Mom, what does this mean? I’m still young!”
Li Mo said helplessly.
“We made this for ourselves, celebrating how our husband and wife work in harmony. This has nothing to do with you.” Li Dalong took a sip of wine.
Li Mo glanced at Ying Bing, who was munching on food, and mimicked her, nonchalantly continuing to eat, ignoring the names of the dishes on the table.
In fact, the couple wanted to directly ask the two about their thoughts.
But they had also discussed this; if the elders involved themselves too much, they were afraid it would backfire.
Anyway, judging by Ice Girl and Little Mo, going with the flow wouldn’t hurt.
So, at the dinner table, while the couple felt a surge of curiosity, they refrained from asking too many questions.
Dinner lasted for about half an hour, with Li Mo finishing first, standing up to return to his room.
“I’ll head back to my room first.”
“Wait.”
“What’s up?”
Li Mo turned around.
“You just came out of your room earlier, didn’t you?”
Busy scurrying around without seeing his target, Old Li grumbled.
“Ah!”
Little Li shrugged.
He thought Dad was about to wish him a happy birthday.
Another year with everyone celebrating the New Year and no one acknowledging his birthday!
