Mo Han's words seemed to awaken Luo Yu's lost memories. That night, Luo Yu dreamed of the scene Mo Han had described. The child in the dream was himself, and the boy was a miniature version of Mo Han. Upon waking, Luo Yu didn't forget everything like last time; he remembered it vividly.
He couldn't help but take the jade pendant hanging around his neck in his hand and secretly stroked the crack on it. Mo Han said that this jade pendant had this crack when it was passed down. Although the value of this jade pendant is not high, for the Mo family, this is passed down to the Mo family's daughter-in-law, the future mistress of the family, and it has extraordinary significance.
Luo Yu couldn't help laughing because he didn't expect that he had been chosen by someone twelve years ago, and it was he who sold himself.
The day after Mr. Mo's birthday fell on a weekend, and Luo Yu didn't have classes. As if the old man had known about this, he called Luo Yu early in the morning and asked her to come over to the old house. Knowing his parents approved of him and Luo Yu's relationship, Mo Han had nothing to worry about. He had his driver take Luo Yu over, and he drove back to the office because he had something to do at the company.
Arriving at the Mo family's old house again, Luo Yu couldn't help but sigh. Who could have thought that the elderly couple he randomly met in G City would actually be Mo Han's parents? So it must be fate! But it's not his fault that he didn't know. Although he had asked the system to check the Mo family's information before, it didn't check their photos, so Luo Yu didn't recognize the Mo family.
"Boy Luo is here, come and have a taste of my delicious tea." As soon as he saw Luo Yu coming in, Mr. Mo quickly waved to Luo Yu. Old Lady Mo was also sitting aside. Although she was no longer young, the scholarly air of a lady from a noble family still remained on Old Lady Mo.
Luo Yu walked directly to the opposite of the two old men and sat down. Mr. Mo picked up the exquisite and small purple clay teapot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Luo Yu, "Come, how about trying this treasure of mine."
Luo Yu respectfully accepted the cup and, after expressing his gratitude, observed the tea's color. It was a clear, vibrant deep orange-yellow, with soft, bright, evenly spaced leaves, and a red rim tinged with cinnabar. He then brought it to his nose and sniffed the refreshing aroma, which was subtle, clear, and long-lasting. Finally, he took a sip, savoring the small cup with only one sip. After carefully savoring it, Luo Yu exclaimed, "The tea has a distinct rock flavor, a mellow body, a solid, sweet, and refreshing flavor, and the aroma lingers at the bottom of the cup. Excellent tea."
Seeing Luo Yu's "look, smell, taste" tea tasting action, Mr. Mo couldn't help but say: "It seems that you are also very knowledgeable about tea."
Putting down the teacup, Luo Yu modestly said, "Actually, I don't know much about tea. I can only tell whether a tea is good or bad by tasting it, but I can't accurately tell what kind of tea it is. However, judging by the aroma of this tea just now, it must be Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain." Luo Yu was speaking the truth. While he was a good cook, he had no expertise in tea and could only rely on his superhuman sense of taste to distinguish good tea from bad. As for why he guessed it was Dahongpao, it was because when he was learning etiquette, the system simulated Dahongpao tea for him to taste. Although the taste was slightly different, Luo Yu was still certain.
"You are quite honest, kid." Grandpa Mo admired this point of Luo Yu the most. If someone doesn't know something, then he doesn't know it. If someone pretends to know something, then he doesn't know it. Grandpa Mo dislikes that kind of person the most.
The old man and Luo Yu chatted intermittently, from tea to history, then from history to astronomy and geography, and finally from astronomy and geography to international economics. No matter what the old man said, Luo Yu could always chat with him. After acquiring the skill of photographic memory, Luo Yu especially loved reading. Whether it was a physical book or an e-book online, he could remember everything after reading it once. Of course, fortunately, Luo Yu was not a picky person and read all kinds of books. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to chat with Mr. Mo.
Mrs. Mo, standing nearby, would occasionally chime in, chatting with Luo Yu about mundane matters. Before they knew it, it was already noon, and Mr. Mo naturally asked Luo Yu to stay to try his cooking. Fortunately, Luo Yu's sense of taste had recovered after completing his mission, and with his cooking skills upgraded to Perfection, the color, flavor, and aroma of his dishes were even better. Mr. and Mrs. Mo were practically losing their composure while eating. After reading the cooking manual Falak had given him, Luo Yu had benefited greatly. He no longer pursued extravagance, but instead focused on simplicity and plainness in his dishes.
A good chef can make even a simple egg fried rice into a delicacy. Of course, different occasions require different dishes. It is the chef's job to follow the order.
Mr. Mo kept Luo Yu until after eight in the evening, and only let him go when Mo Han came in person. Of course, when he knew Luo Yu had no classes the next day, Mr. Mo shouted that Luo Yu must come.
Watching Mo Han lead Luo Yu away, Old Man Mo sat back on the sofa, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "Old woman, what do you think of Luo Yu?"
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this? You keep grabbing Xiaoyu and chatting with her non-stop. Fortunately, Xiaoyu is knowledgeable and talented, otherwise, I don't know how to deal with you." Old Mrs. Mo had an expression that said, "I see through you."
"Haha, it turns out that you, old woman, understand me. But I think that boy Luo is also smart, he must have seen through my test. You are right, that boy is indeed knowledgeable and talented, I don't know where he learned so much knowledge at such a young age. However, this is why she is worthy of being the daughter-in-law of our Mo family." Old Master Mo didn't think there was anything wrong with testing Luo Yu today. On the contrary, this test made him more satisfied with Luo Yu. No wonder she became the first national champion in history with full marks in liberal arts. She really lived up to her reputation.
"You're the only one who can do that." Old Madam Mo glanced at Old Man Mo and said angrily, "Xiaoyu finally came here, and you actually dragged her along and asked her to do things for you. How can you be so embarrassed?"
"Why should I be embarrassed? That's my daughter-in-law." Old Master Mo said as a matter of course, "Didn't you enjoy your meal just now? Speaking of which, Luo's cooking skills seem to have improved a lot compared to last time. The food he made is really unforgettable and you won't want to leave!"
"You only care about eating. It's true, I ate so much just now, but I didn't feel bloated at all." Although neither she nor Mr. Mo were gourmets, they could still taste the difference. Not only was the food delicious tonight, but even after eating so much, she didn't feel bloated like before, and there seemed to be a warm feeling in her stomach.
"You can't taste it, right? Let me tell you, I tasted it. The last soup that Luo served tonight was a medicinal soup that aids digestion." Grandpa Mo said proudly.
"No wonder, that child is really careful." Old Mrs. Mo smiled.
"You seem to get along well with my parents." As soon as he entered the door, he saw Luo Yu chatting happily with the two old people. Mo Han was also very happy that his beloved could get along happily with his family.
Thinking of the humorous Mr. Mo and the kind Mrs. Mo, the lines on Luo Yu's face softened, "Well, Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo are very nice people." It's rare that the future father-in-law and mother-in-law (are you sure?) are so reasonable and easy to get along with.
"Grandpa said he'll call everyone back tomorrow night to formally introduce you to the Mo family." This was a disguised acknowledgement of Luo Yu's position within the Mo family. Before returning, Mo Han had already told Zhou Wenchong to take the day off. As for why Luo Yu's identity wasn't publicly acknowledged yesterday on the old man's 70th birthday, it was because, in the old man's view, the Mo family's affairs were only known to the Mo family members. There was no need to disclose them now. After all, Luo Yu and Mo Han hadn't officially married yet, and Luo Yu was still in school, so he was worried about the impact on Luo Yu.
After returning to the villa, Luo Yu had just finished taking a shower when Mo Han automatically came up to her.
"Xiao Luo..." Mo Han hugged Luo Yu tightly with both hands, buried his head in Luo Yu's neck, and took a deep breath of the fragrance on Luo Yu's body after bathing.
"Hmm?" Having gotten used to Mo Han's increasingly intimate actions recently, Luo Yu didn't think that Mo Han's actions of hugging her were particularly ambiguous.
"You are already eighteen years old." Looking at Luo Yu's delicate face and lips that revealed infinite temptation, Mo Han's eyes began to heat up.
"That's right." Yesterday was his eighteenth birthday, but didn't Mo Han already know about it? Luo Yu was very curious why Mo Han had to remind him just now.
"Our country's marriage law stipulates that same-sex marriages can be registered as long as both parties are over 18 years old." He has waited for so long, just for this day, and Mo Han can't wait to give Luo Yu his own surname.
"But I'm still studying, and I can't hide such a big thing as getting married from my parents." Luo Yu didn't expect that this was what Mo Han wanted to say, but after thinking about it carefully, he still had many concerns, so Luo Yu thought it would be better not to agree to Mo Han for the time being.
Although he had expected Luo Yu to refuse, Mo Han was still a little disappointed. He was too impatient and forgot that his father-in-law and mother-in-law had not yet been dealt with. It seemed that he had to deal with his father-in-law and mother-in-law quickly before he could bring his wife home.
The next day, when Mo Han and Luo Yu arrived at the Mo residence, everyone else was there. When Sun Minghao saw Luo Yu, he kept winking at her.
"Minghao, what's wrong with you? Is there sand in your eyes?" Mo Wan, who was sitting opposite Sun Minghao, looked at her son blinking continuously and asked.
"Ah... yes, the wind was too strong just now and blew sand into my eyes." Sun Minghao followed Mo Wan's instructions and made an excuse.
Except for Sun Minghao himself, who among those present here isn't shrewd? How could he not know what Sun Minghao meant? It was fine just now, but when Luo Yu came, sand started to get into his eyes. This skill is still a bit lacking.
"You are Luo Yu, right? I am Mo Han's sister and Minghao's mother. My name is Mo Wan." Mo Wan looks like Old Madam Mo, with small and delicate features. Although she cannot be said to be very beautiful, she is pretty and charming, and people like her at first sight.
Different from the scholarly air of Old Madam Mo, what Luo Yu saw in Mo Wan was more of the aura of a strong woman.
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