am i a devil

Wang Mo and the old man in the threaded vest and big flowered pants looked up at the brain hole above his head at the same time, immersed in this delicious atmosphere for a while, until the old man's brain hole burst like a bubble, and he was a little bit reluctant Reluctantly returned to Wang Mo's brain hole universe.

"Mo'er, actually, if you look at the way I eat as a teacher, you should know it. I am definitely a member of the teacher's school." The old man with a threaded vest and big flowered pants said confidently.

Wang Mo: "..."

If it wasn't for that incident, Wang Mo really didn't know.

After he and Xun Ying lived together, they had eaten hot pot together many times.

Wang Mo generally likes to eat spicy hot pot, and he also likes to add half a piece of base material, almost at the end of cooking, and then boil it a little thicker, it will become the kind of spicy hot pot.

When he and Xun Ying discussed hot pot for the first time, he said that he liked spicy hot pot, and that if Xun Ying couldn't eat spicy food, they could cook a mandarin duck pot separately.

However, Xun Ying said at the time that there was nothing wrong with the spicy pot, and he usually likes to eat it, so the two of them bought a fresh and spicy base material. As a result, when they were eating at night, they were seen by the old cat and used a rather spicy sauce. He looked at them playfully.

It was a long time later that Wang Mo knew what the old cat's eyes meant. Before that, he thought that all cats like to look at people with such pensive eyes.

Later, Wang Mo was talking about things outside and didn't come back for dinner, but Xun Ying happened to prepare the ingredients for hot pot that day, so he ate hot pot with Lao Mao alone.

As a result, halfway through the meal, Wang Mo came back from get off work early, and saw that when they ate hot pot alone, they actually ate the bottom of the clear soup.

"So you like the bottom of the pot with clear soup." Wang Mo asked Xun Ying while looking at the bottom of the copper hot pot, which looked like a clear soup with little water.

"It's okay, I can do it." Xun Ying said lightly.

"Yes, he can handle either side of the mandarin duck pot." The old cat raised his beard and said with an onmyoji temperament.

"Although it seems to be from Monkey's age, he has never eaten chili except when eating with you." The old cat said.

Xun Ying: "..."

"That's because it hasn't been a few years since chili was introduced." Xun Ying said calmly.

"Many, many years!" Wang Mo and Lao Mao quickly corrected Xun Ying's mistake, and then thought about it, for Xun Ying, saying this is a kind of exaggeration with a basis.

From that time on, Wang Mo knew Xun Ying's taste in this aspect. It turned out that when he ate hot pot, he liked the bottom of the clear soup, and he didn't eat sesame oil dishes and dry dipping sauces.

Seeing someone likes to eat like this again today, Wang Mo couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Grandpa, your taste is similar to Xun Ying's, but there are many people who know his taste, and this can't be counted." Wang Mo shrugged, regretfully looking at the old man with a threaded vest and big flowery pants. Grandpa said so.

The old man in the threaded vest and the big floral pants: "..."

The old man in the threaded vest and the big floral pants: "..."

"Mo'er! How on earth do you want to recognize me as a master?!" The old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants is like the only apprentice who has been brought up by him so hard and plans to raise a son to guard against old age. After taking off his mantle and bowl, the Nian teacher who swept out the house let out a desolate crow like a rooster. It was really sad for those who heard it, and tears for those who saw it.

Of course, Wang Mo was not included in this sad and tearful person, he still looked at the old man with a threaded vest and big flowered pants with a melon-eating expression unmoved.

"Master, don't howl...don't cry." Wang Mo was halfway through his words, and after thinking about his words, he changed his words again.

"Otherwise, tell me about Xun Ying." Wang Mo thought for a while.

Because of the idea of ​​eating hot pot just now, Wang Mo was inspired to a certain extent.

Of course, Wang Mo has a complete understanding of his wife from the outside to the inside, so he thought that if he can bite on many key information that is unknown to outsiders, then this thread vest has a big flower The old man in the underpants can prove his success rate will be higher.

"Okay, what do you want to hear about my big apprentice?" This time, the old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants looked like a genuine master, and said confidently.

"Is there anything embarrassing about him?" Wang Mo asked directly without hiding his interest.

The old man in the threaded vest and the big floral pants: "..."

Xun Ying, is this an apprentice who has accepted something for me?The old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Originally, he really hoped that Wang Mo could recognize him, but now he was a little vague, but soon, the old man with the threaded vest and big flowered pants adjusted his mentality, and felt that for the sake of world peace, let alone It's okay to talk about Xun Ying's embarrassing things, even talking about his own old and unscrupulous things.

So the old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants nodded obediently and said: "Yes, I will tell you."

"Grandpa, please wait for a while." Wang Mo stopped the old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants at the right time.

He took out his mobile phone, swiped it a few times, and then smiled and said, "Soon, can we talk in a few minutes?"

The old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants raised a few question marks, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, so he nodded and agreed.

But fortunately, just as Wang Mo said, after a few minutes, a small spaceship descended from the sky, and a bald head emerged from the spaceship, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

"My lord, this is the milk tea you ordered." The bald artificial mentally retarded handed the milk tea to Wang Mo respectfully as if offering a jade seal.

"Old man with a threaded vest and big flowered pants, this is your milk tea." The bald artificial mentally handicapped scanned the old man next to Wang Mo, and then used a place he thought was called without knowing what the place was called. It was a very intuitive and impressive description to refer to the other party, while handing him another cup of milk tea in his hand.

The old man in the threaded vest and the big floral pants: "..."

Although he was not satisfied with this title, the old man with a threaded vest and big flowered pants chose to acquiesce in this title, and then told Wang Mo They drank happily together.

"Okay, sir, you can talk now." Wang Mo drank several sips of milk tea, and then said with a satisfied face.

"Gulu Gulu Gulu." The old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants was drinking happily, but he wanted to answer what Wang Mo said, so he made such a sound.

He swallowed all the milk tea in his mouth with some embarrassment, and then he pretended to clear his throat.

"Then, I'll start." The old man in the threaded vest and the big flower pants said solemnly.

"You wait for a while."

Wang Mo once again stopped the story of the old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants, and then said to the bald artificial mentally retarded man who was squatting aside and looking forward to it: "If there is nothing else, you can go back to the research institute first. let's go."

Bald artificial mentally handicapped: "..."

"Don't you want to tell a story?" the bald artificial mentally handicapped man asked a little disappointed.

"Well, I will relay it to you in the future. Didn't you say that the work on data is about to make a breakthrough?" Wang Mo said.

Bald artificial mentally handicapped: "..."

"Yes, until you asked me to deliver food to you." The bald artificial mentally retarded said aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, I must give it a good review." Wang Mo comforted his employees very patiently.

After he persuaded the bald-headed artificial mentally retarded man to heal, he drove away with his new salary in a small delivery ship full of energy.

The old man in the threaded vest and the big floral pants: "..."

The old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants suddenly realized that Wang Mo didn't let the bald artificial mentally retarded listen here, maybe it was because he didn't want others to know Xun Ying's embarrassing story?

The old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants suddenly felt relieved when he thought of this.

It seems that my little apprentice is still very good to my elder apprentice, the old man in the threaded vest and big flower pants thought contentedly.

So the old man in the threaded vest and the big flowered pants began to talk while drinking milk tea.

"Actually, you also know that my eldest apprentice is very prudent. If you want to talk about embarrassing things, there are not many, but there are some interesting things." The old man in the threaded vest and big flower pants said eloquently.

"You also know that our longevity system always has a time limit for reincarnation. The beginning of this time limit is when a person awakens into a life-long life system, and then this time limit will continue until a certain body cannot continue to support it. At that time, the process of cicada molt begins." The old man with a threaded vest and big flower pants introduced slowly.

"Well, I heard Xun Ying tell me about it." Wang Mo nodded and said.

"I am a person, I have a characteristic." Then the old man in the ribbed vest and the big flower pants continued to say.

"When I get old, I'm particularly keen on introducing people to people."

Wang Mo: "..."

You are not alone, Wang Mo thought.

"And then whenever I was at a relatively old stage, Xun Ying would use an excuse to say that he was going out to do errands, and then write and travel around the world, and read it as hiding in Tibet and running around the world." The old man said very sadly.