"Are you sure it's okay?"

On the plane, Mo Mengchen asked Hill several times.

The answers of Duke's top student always: "It's okay, why are you asking?"

"I always feel that stupid guys like you will definitely not be so lucky."

Mo Mengchen has the kind of ability that makes people angry. If he wasn't on the journey, Hill would definitely have an explanation on the spot.

The game against the Jazz seemed to help the Pistons turn on the switch and they began to win a row.

This is the first time they have given this feeling since the beginning of the year.

"This team is hard to deal with, if you want to know why, you can ask the Washington Bullets."

"The Bullets were beaten to 30 points at home the night before Presidential Day."

"It's so cruel, this is a bunch of lunatics!"

It couldn't have been better for the Pistons to welcome the festival with a beautiful six-game winning streak.

After returning to Detroit from away from home, Mo Mengchen fell asleep after getting home.

The next day, he got up very early, as if he knew someone would come to the door.

Sarah Jessica of 260 asked him to help watch over Jessica for a day.

Because Mo Mengchen was on holiday today, he neither needed to go to the hospital nor to train. All he could do was to make himself a delicious lunch and dinner at home, and then do something else to cultivate his sentiment.

Today is February 22, the birth of Washington, the first US President.

Given that Mo Mengchen is not an American, even in this life, he was born in Australia, let alone a Chinese soul in his body, he has no feeling about this Presidential Day.

If someone hadn't sent a lobster, this festival would have no meaning.

"Why did you give me this?"

Mo Mengchen stared at Medela as if interrogating a prisoner.

"Aren't you good at cooking? I'm worried that I'll ruin this cute crayfish, so I'll leave it to you. I believe you can let it die."

Mo Mengchen stared at the unlucky lobster, and for a long time, he said, "Okay, let me bear all the sins, poor lobster." It must be delicious after cooking.

If it weren't for knowing this person's nature, Medela would really think he was regretting the lobster.

This is an Australian lobster, definitely O'Neal among lobsters, weighing more than three pounds.

"Do you think it's better to steam lobster? Or stir-fried lobster? Or..."

Halfway through Mo Mengchen, Mo Mengchen suddenly saw two children, one man and one woman staring at the lobster that could be carried by dogs at any time, with pity in his eyes.

"Doctor Mo, why do we have to kill it?"

Jessica of 260 asked.

Adrian said: "Because...we are hungry."

Adrian's answer is full marks, which is a bit cruel. If he wants to leave a good impression in Jessica's heart, he shouldn't be so ruthless.

It’s a pity that the 11-year-old boy only wants to eat, while the girls are all big pig’s hooves!

"But we can eat other things." Jessica looked at the lobster pitifully, "You see how cute it is."

Mo Mengchen had a bad premonition.

"Why don't we give it a name?"

No!

If you have a name, you won’t be a lobster!

Only pets have names, lobsters don't.

"No, don't name it, Jessica, don't you want to eat something delicious? Don't you want to grow tall? Don't you want to get fat?"

Mo Mengchen asked questions continuously, but the little girl no longer wanted to grow tall and fat.

"Doctor Mo, how cute do you think the spirit stones are?"

"Spirit Stone?"

Adrian shouted: "No! This name is so powerful. It shouldn't be called spirit stone. It should be called Mike. The name Mike is the best!"

Damn it!

Mo Mengchen stared at the alive Australian lobster like a devil. At this moment, many thoughts turned into his mind. In the end, these thoughts turned into delicious steamed lobsters and stir-fried lobsters.

Yes, no matter whether it has a name or not, it will have to become my on-trade meal today. I just want to eat Australian lobster today! I'm going to eat it!

"So, what delicious food do we want to make it?"

Mo Mengchen asked a question.

Jessica's eyes turned red, and she could travel to any fairy tale to play the poor little girls. But she is not a little girl now, but the Virgin Shrimp who wants to rescue the lobster from the demon.

"Doctor Mo, should we let it go? My sister said that you can't eat randomly on Presidents' Day."

Adrian asked naively.

"Is that so? It seems that you can't eat braised lobster with cheese today, which is a pity."

Mo Mengchen looked at Adrian regretfully.

Thinking of Mo Mengchen's craftsmanship, Adrian quickly moved away from the beautiful little girl. After all, in his opinion, it is more important to eat delicious food.

Mo Mengchen held a knife in his hand. The lobster was already food on the chopping board.

Now a miracle is needed.

How could Mo Mengchen kill a lobster with a name under the little girl's gaze? Because if you have a name, you won't be a lobster.

The hand holding the knife was shaking.

"Doctor Mo...can you let the spirit stone go?" Jessica asked.

No matter what, it is still too cruel to slaughter a nameless lobster in front of the little girl. Mo Mengchen put down the knife in his hand and spared the lobster for the time being, but this does not mean it is safe, it is not safe at all.

"Mengchen, what are you doing?"

Ephraim is also on holiday, because today is President's Day, and we will gather together for a meal at 250 and 280 pm, and Medela will join if possible.

Ephraim's cooking skills are not as good as Mo Mengchen, but she is very enthusiastic and willing to help. At this moment, she can't help but feel confused when she looks at Mo Mengchen dazed at a living lobster.

"I was wondering, if this lobster had a name, shouldn't we have killed it?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"Is this the one given by Amire?" Ephraim knew about it.

Mo Mengchen said distressedly: "She really gave me a problem."

"Who named this poor little guy?"

"Jessica.260's Jessica, alas." Mo Mengchen had already decided what to make this lobster at night, but now he was in deep melancholy.

Have a name? Ephraim glanced at Jessica and Adrian who were watching TV.

"What is Adrian's attitude?"

"He seems to care more about how delicious this lobster will be made through me than to please the little princess."

Ephraim smiled and said, "If Jessica gave it a name, we will kill it again..."

Mo Mengchen suddenly remembered a story - in order to make children grow up, the Japanese asked the children from kindergarten or elementary school to carefully hatch the chicks, slowly raise them, cultivate their feelings, and then kill them and feed them to the children.

The perverted nation calls this perverted education growth.

Who knows what kind of mood those children eat their pets they raised?

"Forget it! Go ahead and have his lobster!" Mo Mengchen cursed.

Ephraim asked, “What do you want to do?”

"Where are you going back and going?" Mo Mengchen picked up the lobster, walked to the living room, and said to Jessica and Adrian, "Now we are going to send the spirit stone home and say a little bit to it."

Jessica said goodbye seriously: "Spirit Stone, if you want to thank Dr. Mo, he must have made a great decision..."

Not big at all, believe me...

Adrian looked at the lobster for a long time and looked up and said, "Doctor Mo, its meat must be very delicious."

I know...

Ephraim pinched his younger brother's ear: "Say goodbye to me!"

"Goodbye, Mike!" Adrian cried in pain.

After they all said goodbye, Mo Mengchen walked to 210 with the spirit stone and knocked on the door.

Medela slowly opened the door. It was really hard to recognize her now. Her loose hair probably hadn't been washed for several days. Her bangs were tied up with a hairband. She was very confident in her appearance. Indeed, she didn't need any bangs. Rachel McAdams has a perfect face, and she was the same, not to mention that her breasts are more straight than Rachel...

"What's wrong?"

Mo Mengchen told her what happened and said, "Now, please deal with it."

Mo Mengchen, who was "kind and kind-hearted", almost moved Medela to tears. She didn't expect that the cruel and indifferent boss would have such a side: "Boss, when can you be so considerate to me?"
To be continued...