Chapter 42: Youth is not valuable, old age brings tears

The next day at noon, the Tianqi donkey paste chicken soup was ready.

"Sakura, are you here? The food is almost ready."

In the living room, Zhou Wanyun called Lin Ying.

At Shen Mo's suggestion and Shen Weiguo's secondment, Lin Ying was also invited to have lunch.

The name sounds good, let Shen Weiguo put it into practice.

In fact, Shen and his son planned to let her share some chicken soup.

The two families are from the same hometown and live next door to each other, so they have always had a good relationship.

When Lin's mother was still alive, every time Shen Mo's parents came to Hangzhou, the neighbors would often visit each other.

"Oh, okay, Sister Zhou, I'll be right there." The voice of Lin Ying closing the door of the cake shop came from the phone.

Ten minutes later, the four of them gathered at the dining table.

Lin Ying was still dressed simply today, a moon-white shirt paired with turmeric linen trousers. There were no gorgeous patterns or decorations, but it gave people a clean and clear feeling.

There is a pair of shallow dimples on her fair and beautiful face, and the whole person is like a lotus emerging from clear water.

She is just a beautiful girl next door!

"Xiaoying, is the cake shop business going well recently?" Zhou Wanyun asked with concern.

"Thank you, big sister. Business is okay and is on the right track." She secretly cast a grateful look at Shen Mo.

"I will drink tea instead of wine, following Brother Shen's example."

Lin Ying picked up the cup, smiling beautifully, and offered tea to Shen Weiguo.

Shen Weiguo and Shen Mo looked at each other, and a hint of cunning flashed in their eyes.

The former took a soup bowl, scooped out a full bowl of chicken soup from the casserole in the center of the dining table, and handed it to Lin Ying.

"Xiaoying, this tea...is usually drunk after meals."

"If you don't drink alcohol, then use chicken soup instead, okay."

He had very good reasons and spoke with a righteous look on his face.

"Right, Xiao Mo." Worried that the emotions were not controlled enough, he raised an eyebrow at Shen Mo.

"Yes, that's right." Shen Mo agreed repeatedly and offered to assist.

Zhou Wanyun was also a little excited. She also wanted to hear what Lin Ying thought about her soup.

Although she also thought that the soup she stewed was not that delicious, she felt that it was not to the extent shown by the father and son.

This father and son are deliberately suppressing their cooking skills!

With ulterior motives!

"Ah, is this...appropriate?"

Lin Ying had heard of using tea instead of wine, but had never heard of using soup instead of wine.

"Oh, it's suitable. What's inappropriate about it?" Shen Weiguo waved his hands repeatedly with a generous attitude.

"Okay then, I'll serve soup instead of wine as a testament to Big Brother." Lin Ying took the cup and raised it to toast the soup.

"Let's drink this bowl." Shen Weiguo said domineeringly while raising the bowl.

puff!

The next second, Lin Ying pushed the chair back and sprayed liquid directly onto the floor.

"..."

The Shen father and son tried to hold back their laughter.

Zhou Wanyun's face was filled with black lines: Is the soup I stew really that unpalatable?

"vomit!"

Veins appeared on Lin Ying's beautiful face for the first time, and she retched in pain.

……

After wiping the floor and returning to the table to eat, Lin Ying, knowing that she had been deceived, pinched Shen Mo's thigh with her delicate toes under the table.

"Ah!" the latter screamed.

"What's wrong, son?" Zhou Wanyun asked with concern.

"Oh, it's okay, Mom. I was just bitten by a mosquito." Shen Mo said perfunctorily with a painful look on his face.

……

In the afternoon, Shen Weiguo returned to Li City.

Zhou Wanyun stayed to take care of her son while looking for new curtain styles in Hangzhou.

Shen Mo asked his best friend Zhang Bo to contact Su Yiyun's driving school, and the two made an appointment for the first subject test in 10 days.

Afterwards, he activated the learning card in the system backpack, took out the erhu storage box that had long been covered with dust, and began a week-long advanced erhu learning.

Time flies, and a week passed quickly.

……

Tuesday was the day Su Yiyun had agreed to meet. "Son, I'm going to see your Aunt Mo today and won't be back until the afternoon."

"You can take care of your lunch yourself."

Early in the morning, mother Zhou Wanyun spoke to Shen Mo.

Aunt Mo’s full name is Moni. She is Zhou Wanyun’s high school classmate and best friend. She has visited the Xingfuli community several times before.

After graduating from university, she joined OPP mobile phone company and is now the product manager of the Hangzhou branch.

But my mother said that her marriage doesn't seem to be very happy.

"Okay, mom, be careful on the road."

He was thinking about his erhu learning task - there was only one morning left, and he would finish it.

noon.

In a small park near Xingfuli Community, Shen Mo put down the strings of his guitar.

A familiar system prompt sounded in his mind.

【Ding】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task: mastering the professional level of Erhu]

[Task Reward: 1 Yuan, Attribute Points +]

[Rewards are being distributed...]

Ding Dong! I received a text message on my mobile phone, and the latest deposit of 50,000 yuan into my Huaguo Bank account.

Also rewards one attribute point.

After thinking about it, he decided to add it to the relatively low force value.

As a man who strikes back, development must be balanced.

The next moment, he felt a slight warmth inside his body, and then he felt himself becoming stronger.

When I opened the system panel, I saw that my wealth and military strength had changed.
Name: Shen Mo

Age: 18
Wealth: 643868
Health value: 78
Intelligence value: 75
Strength: 64
Length: 18 cm (this option can be hidden)
Skills: Massage (expert level); Erhu (expert level)

Main quest progress: 0% (Note: reaching 100% will unlock the Supreme Treasure Box)
What’s strange is that, even though so many system tasks have been completed, why is the progress of the main task still 0?

Shen Mo was a little puzzled. Could it be that he wanted to accomplish a certain goal?

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly vibrated.

When I picked it up, I saw that it was a QQ message from Chen Weining and a phone call from Su Yiyun.

Chen Weining: Xiao Mo, shall I pick you up to go to Aunt Su’s place at three o’clock this afternoon?

Shen Mo answered Su Yiyun's call.

"Student Xiao Mo, can you come over today?"

"Well, Aunt Weining told me that she will come to pick you up."

"There's a party at 3:30. Why don't you come and have some fun? I'll treat you to dinner after the party."

After hanging up the phone, he replied to Chen Weining: OK, Sister Ning.

After putting away his erhu, Shen Mo got up and went home.

After practicing in the small park for a whole morning, he was indeed a little tired and felt that he needed a good nap at noon.

After a simple lunch, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

He slept until half past two. When he woke up, he realized what it meant to be a pillar supporting the sky and an angry dragon raising its head.

I can only say that eighteen centimeters is not an exaggeration!
Looking at such a majestic posture, as a man, Shen Mo couldn't help but feel proud of his second brother.

Just during his nap, he dreamed that he was forcibly massaging Chen Weining... and then there were some scenes that were not suitable for children.

Maybe it was because I hugged her, the dream felt so real.

Recalling the time when he gave Chen Weining a massage at the Xizi Hotel, her snow-white, delicate legs and perfectly shaped cleavage, Shen Mo felt the hormones in his body beginning to surge again.

"The body of an eighteen-year-old is really good. The blood boils at the slightest provocation."

“But this is also a happy thing.”

"How many people do not know the value of youth, and shed tears in vain when they are old..."

Shaking his head, getting rid of these strange thoughts, Shen Mo got up and washed.

After washing up, I took off my T-shirt and shorts and changed into a slightly more formal polo shirt and casual straight linen pants.

But even so, he still looked like a slightly immature high school student in the mirror.

I went downstairs to the north gate of the community and waited for less than two minutes.

"Little Mo."

A top-notch mature woman wearing sunglasses, with long flowing hair and a delicate and fair face was rolling down the window of an Audi A6 and waving at him with a smile.

It was Chen Weining.

(End of this chapter)