"Jiumozhi, you big idiot! Do you dare try the noodle soup I made?"
Mo Yiyun held up a bowl of noodle soup and challenged Jiumozhi.
"Who's afraid? Hand it over, kid!"
With that, Jiumozhi took the bowl from Mo Yiyun and drank a mouthful. His pupils instantly lit up. It was delicious! A peerless delicacy!
"Slurp, slurp..."
Jiumozhi polished off the entire bowl in one go.
"That was delicious! Little brother, could I have another bowl? It's so good! I've never eaten noodle soup this delicious in my life. It's like falling into a paradise on Earth!"
Jiumozhi's appetite had been awakened. Just moments earlier, he had been raging and threatening to kill Mo Yiyun, but now he was a completely different person.
Mo Yiyun's lips curled into a smug smile. "Sure. But I have one condition."
"What condition?"
"Get on your knees and call me Grandfather, and I'll give you another bowl."
With a thump, Jiumozhi dropped to his knees before Mo Yiyun...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
