Mo Chengning took a sip of cold water to relieve the burning sensation in his mouth. After feeling better, he said, "It smells so good, I couldn't help it."

Lin Jiuqing was a little dumbfounded and glared at him: "No one is trying to rob you, so why are you anxious?"

"I was injured when I came out. How should I explain to your father when you go back?"

Mo Chengning gave her a strange look: "Why do you want to explain to him?"

Lin Jiuqing: "...I hurt you."

"I got the burn myself, it has nothing to do with you," Mo Chengning frowned, then relaxed, "Besides, you are my mother, you don't need to explain my affairs to anyone, including Father."

Lin Jiuqing took a deep look at Mo Chengning, and finally stretched out her hand to touch his head, and said softly: "Eat quickly, don't let it get cold, there is still not enough."

Mo Chengning was not polite and kept eating hard, remembering to be slow this time so as not to burn himself.

He might really like the taste. After one bowl, he asked for a second bowl. Lin Jiuqing was afraid that he would support him.

The mother and son had a dinner chatting and laughing. After Lin Jiuqing paid the money, she held Mo Chengning's hand and prepared to go back.

Mo Chengning lowered his head to look at the rabbit lantern in his hand. When he turned around, he didn't pay attention and bumped into the table next to him. The table shook and there was a bang. The bowl on the table fell to the ground and shattered on the ground. The wontons inside were also scattered everywhere.

Lin Jiuqing immediately stopped, and Mo Chengning quickly looked up and saw a young man sitting at the table, dressed in white, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, staring blankly at the empty table in front of him. .

Lin Jiuqing: "..."

Mo Chengning coughed lightly, let go of Lin Jiuqing's hand, walked to the man's side, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to knock over your wontons. I'll give you a bowl as compensation."

After saying that, he turned around and asked the boss to cook another bowl of wontons for this man, and asked Xia Ying to pay the money.

At this time, the man in white came to his senses and put down the chopsticks in his hand.

He frowned, lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Douding standing in front of him, and said in a somewhat unkind tone: "Kids, if you have bad eyesight, don't come out to cause harm to others."

Mo Chengning had never been scolded like this before, and his face instantly darkened.

Lin Jiuqing frowned, stretched out her hand to pull Mo Chengning behind her, and said to the young man in white: "The child is young, and it was an unintentional mistake just now. I'm really sorry, and please don't argue with the child."

The man raised his head and was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Jiuqing's face. Then he glanced at the child she was protecting behind her and asked irrelevantly, "Is he your child?"

Lin Jiuqing didn't answer his words, only said: "I'll compensate the young master, I'm really sorry."

With that said, the boss had already placed the recooked wontons in front of the young man in white.

The young man in white looked at the wontons, then at Lin Jiuqing, and suddenly laughed: "The bowl of wontons you compensated is different from the bowl of wontons I just had."

Lin Jiuqing frowned: "Master, don't make trouble unreasonably."

"How can I be unreasonable?" The young man in white said with a half-smile, "There are no two completely similar flowers in this world, and naturally there are no two completely similar bowls of wontons. The bowl you gave me as compensation is the same as before. That bowl is not the same, I just want the same bowl I had before.”

Mo Chengning was completely irritated and said behind Lin Jiuqing's back: "Why bother talking nonsense with him? He is just deliberately looking for trouble."

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