You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 242 I Didn't Kill It Anyway

"Are you sure you're okay?"

On the plane, Mo Mengchen asked Hill several times.

The answer of Duke's top students is always: "It's okay, why do you keep asking?"

"I always thought that a stupid guy like you must not be so lucky."

Mo Mengchen has the ability to make people exasperated. If he is not on a journey, Hill must find an explanation on the spot.

The game against the Jazz seemed to help the Pistons flip a switch, and they started a winning streak.

This is the first time since the beginning of the year that they have given that feeling.

"This team is tough, and if you want to know why, you can ask the Washington Bullets."

"The Bullets were bloodbathed by Detroit at home by 30 the night before Presidents' Day."

"It's too cruel, this is a group of lunatics!"

Kicking off the festive season with a nice six-game winning streak, it couldn't have been better for the Pistons.

After returning to Detroit overnight from the away game, Mo Mengchen fell asleep when he got home.

The next day, he got up early, as if he knew someone would come to the door.

260's Sarah Jessica asked him to help babysit little Jessica for a day.

Because Mo Mengchen is on vacation today, he doesn't need to go to work in the hospital or to train. All he can do is cook a delicious lunch and dinner for himself at home, and then do other things to cultivate his sentiments.

Today is February 2, the day the first President of the United States, George Washington, was born.

Since Mo Mengchen is not an American, even in this life, he was born in Australia, not to mention he has a Chinese soul in his body, so he doesn't feel anything about this President's Day.

The festival wouldn't mean anything if it weren't for someone sending lobsters.

"Why did you give me this?"

Mo Mengchen stared at Madeira, as if interrogating a prisoner.

"Aren't you a cook, okay? I'm worried that I'll ruin this cute crayfish, so I'll leave it to you. I believe you can make it die properly."

Mo Mengchen stared at this unlucky middle-aged lobster, feeling melancholy for a long time, and said, "Okay, let me bear all the sins, poor lobster." It must be delicious when cooked.

If she didn't know this person's temperament, Madeira would really think that he was feeling sorry for the lobster.

This is an Australian lobster, definitely O'Neill among lobsters, weighing more than three catties.

"Do you think steamed lobster is better? Or stir-fried lobster? Or..."

In the middle of Mo Mengchen's speech, he suddenly saw two children, a man and a woman staring at the lobster that might be brought by the dog at any time, with pity in their eyes.

"Doctor Mo, why do we have to kill it?"

260's Jessica asked.

Adrian said, "Because...we're hungry."

Adrian's answer is full marks, but it is a bit cruel. If he wants to leave a good impression on Jessica's heart, he shouldn't be so ruthless.

It's a pity that 11-year-old boys only want to eat, and girls are big pigs!

"But we can eat other things." Jessica looked at the lobster pitifully, "Look how cute it is."

Mo Mengchen had a bad feeling.

"Shall we give it a name?"

Do not!
It's not a lobster with a name!
Only pets have names, not lobsters.

"No, don't name it, Jessica, don't you want to eat something delicious? Don't you want to grow tall? Don't you want to gain weight?"

Mo Mengchen kept asking questions, but the little girl didn't want to grow tall and fat anymore.

"Doctor Mo, do you think Lingshi is so cute?"

"Spirit stone?"

Adrian yelled: "No! This name is terrible, it shouldn't be called Lingshi, it should be called Mike, the name Mike is the best!"

damn it!
Mo Mengchen glared at the still alive Australian lobster like a devil. At this moment, many thoughts passed through his mind. In the end, these thoughts turned into delicious steamed lobster and stir-fried lobster.

Yes, no matter whether it has a name or not, it has to become my dish today, and I want to eat Australian lobster today!I am determined!

"So, what are we going to make of it delicious?"

Mo Mengchen asked a question.

Jessica's eyes turned red, and she could almost travel to play those poor little girls in any fairy tales.But she is not a little girl now, but the Shrimp Madonna who wants to save the lobster from the devil.

"Doctor Mo, should we let it go? My sister said that you can't eat indiscriminately on President's Day."

Adrian asked naively.

"Really? It seems that you can't eat cheese braised lobster today. It's a pity."

Mo Mengchen looked at Adrian with regret.

Thinking of Mo Mengchen's craftsmanship, Adrian quickly moved away from the beautiful little girl. After all, in his opinion, eating delicious food is more important.

Mo Mengchen held a knife in his hand.Lobster is already on the chopping board.

A miracle is needed now.

How would Mo Mengchen kill a lobster with a name under the watchful eyes of a little girl?Because of the name it is not a lobster.

The hand holding the knife was shaking.

"Doctor Mo...can you let Lingshi go?" Jessica asked.

Anyway, it was too cruel to slaughter a lobster with a name in front of the little girl. Mo Mengchen put down the knife in his hand and spared the lobster for the time being, but that didn't mean it was safe, it wasn't safe at all.

"Mengchen, what are you doing?"

Ephraim is also on holiday, because today is President's Day, 250 and 280 will gather for a meal in the evening, and if possible, Medela will also join.

Ephraim's cooking skills are not as good as Mo Mengchen's, but she is very enthusiastic and willing to help. Seeing Mo Mengchen staring blankly at a lobster that is still alive, she can't help but feel confused.

"I was thinking, if this lobster has a name, shouldn't we kill it?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"Is this the one given by Amir?" Ephraim actually knew about it.

Mo Mengchen said distressedly: "She really gave me a problem."

"Who gave the poor little fellow a name?"

"Jessica. Jessica of 260, oh." Mo Mengchen had already decided what to do with this lobster at night, but now he fell into deep melancholy.

have a name?Ephraim glanced at Jessica and Adrian who were watching TV.

"What's Adrian's attitude?"

"Compared with pleasing that little princess, he seems to care more about how delicious this lobster will be after I make it."

Ephraim smiled and said, "If Jessica names it, we'll kill it again."

Mo Mengchen suddenly remembered a story - in order to let the children grow up, the Japanese let the children in kindergarten or elementary school carefully hatch the chickens, raise them slowly, and after they develop feelings, they kill them and feed them to the chickens. child.

Perverted nations call this perverted education method growth.

The ghost knows what kind of mood those children eat their raised pets.

"Forget it! Fuck his lobster!" Mo Mengchen scolded.

Ephraim asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Where to go!" Mo Mengchen picked up the lobster, walked to the living room, and said to Jessica and Adrian, "Now we have to send the spirit stone home, let's say goodbye to it."

Jessica said goodbye seriously: "Lingshi, you have to thank Dr. Mo, he must have made a lot of determination."

Not big at all, trust me
Adrian stared at the lobster for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Doctor Mo, its meat must be delicious."

I know.
Ephraim pinched his younger brother's ear: "Say goodbye to me well!"

"Goodbye, Mike!" Adrian yelled in pain.

After they all said their goodbyes, Mo Mengchen took the Lingshi to 210 and knocked on the door.

Madeira slowly opened the door. She is really hard to recognize now. Her loose hair probably hasn't been washed for several days. Her bangs are tied up with a hair tie. She is very confident in her appearance. It's true she doesn't need bangs, Rachel McAdams has a perfect face and so does she, not to mention her breasts are straighter than Rachel's
"what happened?"

Mo Mengchen told her what happened, and said, "Now, please deal with it."

The "kind-hearted" Mo Mengchen almost moved Medela to tears. She didn't expect that the cruel boss had such a side: "Boss, when will you be so considerate to me?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

Madeira said: "I thought of a place, we can send Lingshi to its favorite place, and then buy some crayfish, crayfish can always be eaten, right?"

"Why should I be with you?"

"Do you want me to buy some bad-quality lobsters back? You will definitely scold me again then."

It made a lot of sense, and Mo Mengchen couldn't refuse.

Madela dressed up a bit, and went out with him.

Mo Mengchen brought the Lingshi into the car, and Medela drove the car out of Garleton's apartment, and the two of them headed north all the way to the Detroit River.

"Give me the spirit stone." Madeira said.

Mo Mengchen handed over the spirit stone.

Like throwing a shot put, Madeira ruthlessly threw the Lingshi towards Hanoi, which was more than ten meters away.

"There! It's free!"

Madeira turned her head and said with a smile: "Now can you go back and deal with the children?"

"I have a question."

In ignoring whether the spirit stone will disrupt the ecological balance of the Detroit River, he has a problem.

"Well, have you untied the rope on Lingshi's foot?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"what?"

The bright flowery smile froze suddenly, and Madeira tried her best to keep the smile on her face, pretending that she didn't hear clearly.

"Well, let me get closer, what are you talking about?"

Done
Mo Mengchen said: "Have you untied the rope on Lingshi's feet? If you haven't untied the rope, it will die in the end."

There are those brief moments in your life when you feel like you can do anything.

In "The Legend of the Bull", Bai Jidong once said so.

Mo Mengchen suddenly discovered that this crazy woman, Madeira, was going to jump into the Detroit River to fish out the spirit stone in the water temperature of minus seven or eight degrees.

He immediately stopped Madeira.

"No, Lingshi will die!" Madeira said.

Mo Mengchen had already lost his spirit stone, he could no longer lose an assistant for no reason, so he stepped forward and hugged Madeira.

His strength was too great, and Madeira fell into his arms without any defense.

"Lingshi will die." Madeira repeated.

Mo Mengchen said with a sullen face: "If this is its destiny, we shouldn't force it to change. This is its destiny, and it is chasing its destiny."

Accidentally ruined one of the best lines in "The Legend of the Bull" Mo Mengchen's expressionless face.

"Really?" Madeira asked.

"Ah."

Mo Mengchen nodded.

Anyway, I didn't kill him.

(End of this chapter)