Under the enthusiastic instigation of the Mo people, Yi Lin was "forced" to stay in the Mo family temporarily.

Before the night of Star Fall, there were only three people living in the Mo family’s old house, which covers a slightly larger area.

Mo Rendi, Molly, and a middle-aged maid, Sister Xu.

During this period, due to the influence of the Star Fall Night, Sister Xu's hometown was also a severely affected area. She went home to visit her relatives and had a long holiday.

After Yi Lin moved in, the deserted Mo family became a little lively.

But it's just a few points.

When Mo Rendi went out to work or handle special group affairs, Molly locked herself in the room for more than 20 hours within 24 hours.

She obviously didn't like Uncle G, who was "ancient antique".

Molly always felt that Uncle G had some intentions about his grandfather.

These days, Yi Lin has some understanding of Little Molly's situation.

This is the other side of Molly that he had never met before.

Because Molly was too smart and felt that the content of going to school was boring. She gave all the final exam papers in junior high school and high school in front of the teacher. She also gave the teaching and research groups in various subjects to take turns to give questions. Finally, after Molly finished with all the full scores, she graduated early and obtained her graduation certificate.

In short, she is now "dropping out of school" and working as a home girl.

After his parents died, Molly stopped interacting with others, but on the surface he looked harsh and didn't look sad.

Mo Ren and the enemy couldn't control this, so they could only let Molly do this.

I prepared a lot of nutritious fast food at home, which I could eat after heating, and had a lot of flavors. To be honest, even if Yi Lin was not there, even if Mo Rendi didn't go home for a week, Molly would not starve to death. She would be at ease.

Molly, who hid at home every day, had almost no contact with Yi Lin, and was like a stranger.

Yilin felt that Molly was deliberately avoiding him.

Molly, Molly, are you not feeling that I make you look familiar with?

Yi Lin observed Molly for a few days and felt that this was not a solution.

So one day, on a dark and windy night, he took out the local specialties from the mountain, ignited the electronic stove, and started cooking.

After a while, a hot pot of "big mixed cooks" came out.

There are many materials that can only be dug from snow-capped mountains.

A dazzling light filled Mozhai.

As a soul cooker, Yi Lin no longer needs to strictly follow any recipe. The ordinary materials are in his hands and will emit special effects without exception when they are cooked... The point is that they are very fragrant. This pot is bright, fragrant and delicious. Who would refuse the glowing food?

Molly hid in the room, and when the window lit up, she thought something unexpected happened, she rushed out of the room with barefoot. When she rushed out, she was still holding a 15cm electric shock stick in her hand, which seemed to be a weapon that she usually used for...self-defense.

"Damn it? Uncle g, did you blow up the kitchen or what?"

The colorful light leaked out a charming halo from the gap in the lid of the pot. At this moment, Yi Lin was like a god descending to earth, holding a pot with a light-emitting light, full of sacred breath.

Molly felt that the next second, the guy would lift the lid with a smile and say: Look, it's full of light inside.

Yi Lin had a stern face: "Do you want to eat?" He put a pot of cooking that had just been named [Snow Mountain Thirty-Eight Spicy Harvest Stew] on the table.

Little Molly stayed for a few seconds, and the crystal clear and brushed saliva slid down from the corner of her mouth. She quickly wiped it: "I..."

Little Molly wanted to be stubborn, reserved, and hesitate, but there was no way. The fragrance that filled the whole room was so fragrant. She quickly gave up resisting and lowered her head dejectedly: "I want to eat."

"Call uncle."

"uncle."

"Yeah, be good."

Yi Lin touched the little Molly's head with a smile. Seeing the bad-tempered Molly in front of her, Yi Lin felt inexplicably happy.

"Don't think you--" Molly couldn't help it and was ready to rush.

"Do you still want to eat tomorrow?"

"Good uncle, Mengmeng wants to eat." Molly lowered her proud head again.

"So well-behaved~"

“…”

...

After eating.

Yi Lin smiled and cleaned up the dishes in the house.

Molly was wearing a vest and shorts. She curled her legs and buried herself in the sofa watching TV. But obviously, her attention did not fall on the TV show. In just one minute, she had switched to more than a dozen shows. The content played on these shows was similar: it was nothing more than publishing news about "disaster" in various forms, or experts in various fields, and in interviews with different programs, she proposed her unique understanding of keywords such as "four towers", "disaster", "satellite falls", "where did the disappearing people go" and other keywords.

After packing up the dishes, Yilin opened the upper floor of the kitchen cabinet and placed a complete set of hand-made coffee utensils. In the other cabinet, the sealed jar contained four types of coffee beans marked with different degrees of roasting: light, medium, and deep, and there was no time to roast. The surface of each glass jar was pasted with sticky notes of different colors, which thoughtfully indicated the origin and variety of each coffee bean and the baking date. The last signature of the sticky note paper was: "Husband Momoda".

In a society where even hamburgers can be generated with one click, the pure hand-cranked coffee tool in front of him can be said to be a "retro genre". Yi Lin could probably see what Molly's parents were like. He silently poured out a handful of beans, put them in front of his nose and began to grind them.

"KaKaKaKaKaKaKa--"

The grinding sound echoed in the hall where the two were alone.

92c constant temperature boiled water, pour it. He likes a bitter taste, of course, Molly also likes it.

Steamed.

Dip, time.

Three-knife flow brewing.

The technique is just an auxiliary, and Yilin has always been very casual in making coffee.

A flash of light.

Strictly speaking, coffee also falls within the category of "cooking".

Yilin sat down on the other corner of the sofa with two cups of coffee. He took a sip while it was hot, well, it tasted good.

"Don't think I don't know that you have a purpose to get close to grandpa." The relationship between Molly and Mo Rendi is like an eagle catching a chick... Well, Molly is an eagle protecting her now. She watched a stranger who was in a turbulent manner and grandpa became a "good brother" during this period, and felt that "the only relative was also stolen", and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Molly, I don't want to eat your set!"

While talking, Molly picked up the coffee and took a sip. She seemed to have forgotten the scene when she just called "Uncle".

But she had never seen a glowing coffee.

"hiss……"

Molly took a breath.

"It's salt, I added a little salt."

"Hmph," Molly rolled her eyes: "The sodium ions in salt can suppress the bitterness of coffee and increase the fragrance. Don't show off this little knowledge in front of me, okay? My dad used to...wait, where did your coffee beans... come from?"

“Finished in the kitchen.”

Molly's eyes widened and the coffee cup fell on the carpet with a bang. Molly ran to the kitchen with her hands and feet, and she looked at the coffee pot with her lid unbuttoned...

“Wow woo woo woo woo woo!!!”

Three seconds later,

Little Molly held the coffee jar and cried loudly.

"My dad's relics!!!"

...

When Mo Rendi came back, Molly was still crying.

When he learned the causes and consequences from Yi Lin, he was immediately amazed and laughed. But he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only symbolically punch Yi Lin out of the yard, meaning.

Molly had diarrhea that night, five times.

Molly usually slept until she woke up naturally, but when she woke up early this morning, she had diarrhea and almost dehydrated. She didn't bother to get angry and got up and dries a liter of warm water.

"Why are you messing with my granddaughter with nothing to do?"

Mo Rendi stood on the roof and waved to Yi Lin secretly.

The two brothers squatted on the roof and whispered.

"Didn't you ask me to help me stay here for a few days?"

"I asked you to help me and I didn't let you mess with her!" Mo Rendi stared at Yi Lin: "You don't understand my granddaughter's strange temper. Since her parents died, she has been strange and doesn't like to talk. I have always known to stick to me, and I have no choice but to hide. To be honest, I can use my fists to hammer all over the families, but I have no choice but to this bad-tempered granddaughter."

Yi Lin glanced at Mo Rendi: "Believe me, one day you will miss this kind of day when she was stuck."

"Hey? Impossible!" Mo Rendi said firmly.

"Let's see."

"Anyway, don't mess with her if you have nothing to do. By the way, there's something going on outside recently. I just happened to have something to do, so please help me take care of it. The people they sent to me are all useless, and I can't believe it."

Irin made an "ok" gesture.

Mo Rendi was relieved when he heard this. He stepped on his left foot from the air, stepped on his right foot, rushed out of the high wall, and left the Mo family.

Little Molly didn't hide in the room today.
To be continued...