In Mrs. Shao's imagination, when they met for the first time, her granddaughter might be nervous, fearful, or timid. What she didn't expect was that her granddaughter would act coquettishly toward her as soon as they met.
I hate it being too hot.
This intimacy and initiative were as if this was not the first time the grandson and granddaughter had met, and it was hard not to make her like and cherish this delicate granddaughter.
"Yes, yes, ma'am, if you have anything to say, please go inside first. The sun is scorching right now, so don't get too hot."
Mrs. Shao nodded and her eyes fell on the small flower umbrella held by her son.
Shao Lin was worried that his mother would think that it was against the rules to hold an umbrella for her daughter, and she would have a bad opinion of her daughter. When he was about to explain a few words, Mrs. Shao spoke first.
"What can such a small umbrella cover? Sister Hua, give your umbrella to Momo."
"Eh."
Sister-in-law Hua smiled and opened the big black umbrella in her hand, then carefully handed it to Yun Mo's hand.
"Miss, please hold this umbrella. Madam specially asked me to hold it. I'm afraid it will expose you to the sun. You young girls have delicate skin and don't get exposed to the sun."
"Thank you grandma."
Yun Mo took the umbrella without courtesy and thanked Mrs. Shao with a smile.
Mrs. Shao responded lightly. Although her face showed no emotion, it could be seen from her slightly relaxed eyebrows that she was in a good mood.
"Go in, I've asked someone to prepare mung bean paste. I started cooking it in the morning. It's just right to drink now."
Shao Lin took over with a smile, "Sister-in-law Hua is very good at making mung bean paste. You can't even eat it outside."
"Then I'll definitely try it when I stay."
Yun Mo responded with a smile, turned her head and winked at Ling Chuan behind her.
Follow up quickly.
Lingchuan took two quick steps and walked side by side with her.
Yun Mo handed the big black umbrella in her hand to the man.
The big black umbrella did have a good sun-shading effect, but it was too heavy. Her arms became sore after holding it for only a short while.
Lanju lives up to its name. From the entrance to the main hall, the flowers, grass and green plants along the road are basically orchids. Yun Mo carefully counted them and found that there were hundreds of varieties. This was only what she saw, there were others she couldn't see.
More.
It seems that she chose the right meeting gift.
Thinking of the four orchid plants growing well in the second level of space, Yun Mo gave herself a silent thumbs up.
After entering the main hall and closing his umbrella, Lingchuan, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, stood out.
Shao Lin is actually not short, nearly 1.8 meters tall, but standing next to Ling Chuan, he doesn't look so tall.
Mrs. Shao looked at Ling Chuan carefully, with no emotion or anger on her face, "You must be Ling Chuan. You are a talented person. You followed Momo all the way to the capital. Thank you for your hard work. Come and sit down."
These seemingly simple sentences seemed to place Lingchuan in the position of "home son-in-law".
Yun Mo turned her head and glanced at Lingchuan beside her, but said nothing.
Mrs. Shao didn't explicitly say that Ling Chuan was the "son-in-law who came to visit", so she jumped out to refute it, which seemed to be right.
Lingchuan, on the other hand, did not show any humiliation or dissatisfaction with Mrs. Shao's words. He looked at Mrs. Shao calmly, his dark eyes showing determination.
"Momo is my wife. Wherever she is, it is home. Wherever she is, I will naturally be there."
Shao Lin spoke up to ease the atmosphere, "Okay, why are you standing and talking when you're home? Sit down, Mrs. Hua, go get a few bowls of the mung bean paste you made to try."
"Hey, I'll go right away."
It must have been prepared in advance, because within two minutes the mung bean paste was brought out, along with a small plate of honey and two pieces of osmanthus cake.
"Madam, I don't like sweet food. There is no sugar in the mung bean paste. If you want something sweet, you can add honey yourself. It is pure wild flower nectar and it is very sweet."
Sister-in-law Hua explained cheerfully as she distributed the mung bean paste to several people.
Sister-in-law Hua’s craftsmanship is indeed good. The mung bean paste is rich in fragrance and smooth in taste. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sweet and soft, with delicate scum. Even Yunmo, who has a picky taste, can’t fault it at all.
While drinking mung bean paste, Mrs. Shao asked about Yun Mo's life and studies with concern. Yun Mo answered them one by one, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Mrs. Shao had a sense of propriety. After chatting for about ten minutes, she asked Shao Lin to take Yun Mo to the Mo Garden to rest.
"You have just come back, and you need to get used to and adapt to everything. Go and have a rest first, and then come back in the evening. A-Lin and I will take care of you."
"Thank you grandma."
After Yun Mo finished speaking, Lingchuan also followed suit.
Mrs. Shao looked at Lingchuan for a moment before nodding, "Yes."
I barely recognized him as my grandson-in-law.
After the three of them left Lanju, Mrs. Hua smiled and said, "Madam, the eldest lady is more beautiful than she looks in the photos. She is smart, knowledgeable and courteous. The more I look at her, the more I like her."
Mrs. Shao breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of the mung bean paste that she had not drunk much just now, and suddenly frowned slightly.
"Why is the mung bean paste a little bitter today?"
"Is there any? Let me try it."
Mrs. Hua scooped some with a clean spoon and ate it. She smacked her lips and said, "Madam, it's the same as usual."
Mrs. Shao glanced at Yun Mo's unused half plate of honey on the coffee table opposite, "Bring that plate of honey over."
Sister-in-law Hua was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
Why is mung bean paste bitter? My wife has tasted sweetness and doesn't like bitterness anymore.
After adding half a plate of honey, the mung bean paste became extraordinarily sweet. Mrs. Shao was so satisfied that she finished the entire bowl.
Yun Mo was really tired. When she first arrived at the Mo Garden, she didn't recognize the fact that she was alive. She found the bedroom and went in and lay down to sleep.
When she woke up, she found that Lingchuan was not around, and all her personal belongings had been neatly placed in every corner of the bedroom.
After waking up, Yun Mo was finally in the mood to visit the bedroom where she slept.
The master bedroom is not only spacious and luxurious, but also equipped with a separate bathroom and a cloakroom. The room next door has been made into her personal study room, with a corridor connected to the cloakroom. She can go directly from the bedroom to the study through the cloakroom.
After the visit, Yunmo took a shower and changed into fresh and clean clothes before opening the door and going out.
When I stepped out of the door, I realized that it was already evening. The half-shaped sunset like salted egg yolk hung on the horizon, and the bright red sunset reflected half of the sky.
The hot wind blew with the fragrance of flowers, and Yun Mo immediately saw the old jasmine tree not far away.
The tree stump is made up of several old branches as thick as a baby's arms. They are obviously very old. The crown of the tree is dense and lush, pruned into an arc shape, and jasmine flowers as big as a baby's fist are blooming among the green branches and leaves.
The petals are layered in layers and are whiter than snow. It is a very rare chrysanthemum-petaled jasmine.
Yun Mo picked one at random, put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently while wandering along the stone path in the yard.
"Quack!"
Before I finished admiring the flowers and plants in the yard, a hurried cry from Dabai Erbai suddenly came from outside the courtyard gate.
Yun Mo went out and saw Dabai Erbai being chased by three boys and girls of fifteen or sixteen years old.
Although Dabai and Erbai were raised fat and strong by her, they were very agile. If they wanted to run away, ordinary people would not be able to touch them, let alone these three young masters who looked like they were spoiled.