All Stars Are My Food Fans

A rare weekend.

Qiuqiu didn't have to work overtime, Mosi didn't have to go to work, and Wang Bibi stayed at school and didn't come back.

When Mo Si opened his eyes, he found that the room was still dark. Don't think about it, it must be due to the curtains. He raised his hand and saw that it was already 8:40.

He rarely gets up at this hour.

The action of checking the time pulled the quilt, and Qiuqiu on the other side also opened his eyes.

There was still deep sleepiness in her voice, and she yawned lightly, "What time is it?"

"It's almost nine o'clock."

"this late!?"

"Um."

As soon as Mo Si finished his response, he felt his thigh was kicked lightly, "It's all your fault, you're too impatient!"

"Where is it?"

Mo Si also raised his leg and pressed Mo Si, "Yesterday, Qiuqiu should have given me compensation."

"The pigeons that have been released for so many days before, even if it is only compensated for 1/10 of the time, yesterday is not enough."

"I've had enough restraint."

He was still dissatisfied.

Qiuqiu was powerless to discuss this with him, "Okay, stop..."

"How old are we, let's stop arguing about such things!" Qiuqiu said, her face gradually warming up, "In the morning, don't talk about this, talk about something else."

"Or get up now and have breakfast?"

"Let's talk about something else." Mo Si immediately made a choice, "There is food in the incubator, and you can have breakfast when you wake up. You don't have to cook, it's very convenient." It also saves time.

"Well, let's talk?" Qiuqiu rolled up the quilt, "What should we talk about?"

Mo Si immediately chose the topic he was most interested in, "Let's talk about the wedding between that Mr. Jiang and your good friend Mei Lin."

"..."

Qiuqiu poked her head out slowly.

Mo Si also sat up, it was already winter, but the thermostat was turned on in the room, so even if the quilt was lifted and he didn't wear clothes, he didn't feel cold.

"I remember that your old friend and that Mr. Jiang should have met after us?"

"That's right." Qiuqiu said, "I don't know much about this kind of thing, it should be similar."

"How old is that Researcher Jiang?"

"He's someone else's boyfriend, I don't know."

"It's okay, let me look at Xingwang."

Mo Si immediately logged into his own star network. Jiang Xue has recently become famous, and there are a lot of information about him on the star network search.

"Born in 5325, about 35 years old this year."

"It's so young." He sighed, and said, "In the blink of an eye, I'm already 48 years old. Before this year is over, I'll be 49 years old. In another year, I'll be 50 years old."

"The journey of life is about to complete 1/4."

Every word he says is a hint.

"What do you want to say?"

"Speaking bluntly, since when did you also like to play around?"

Mo Si stared at her for a long time, "Okay, I just want to ask Mr. Jiang, will I be able to fulfill my wish to be a groom before I turn 50?"

marry.

This topic was officially brought up when both of them were awake.

At first, Mosi and Qiuqiu had just dated for a few days, and Mosi hesitated and said to Qiuqiu that he hoped she could marry him.

Of course, there was a joke at the time, and then the two of them got together and lived happily ever after, living together, relying on each other, loving each other, and being each other's closest companions.

In the past few years, both of them have been busy in their respective careers, and they get together less and leave more, and the occasional gatherings are tired after dealing with their careers.

In such a state of falling in love, Mo Si never mentioned the matter of marriage again.

Because that's not the best time.

But now it is, a project has passed, Qiuqiu is on vacation, and Mo Si has also concluded a big case before, and both of them have time.

It's time to take the relationship a step further.

"Why don't you talk?" Moss paused, "I'm too abrupt? Shouldn't I say it at this time?"

"No..." Qiuqiu got out of the quilt and sat up, "I was just thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

Qiuqiu didn't know how to express this state, "I know I love you very much."

Well, the first sentence reassures Mo Si, who is feeling a little up and down now.

Not only An Xin, but a certain panda's eyes became rounder and brighter, and he hummed, "I love you very much, too."

"But I don't seem to be ready to get married yet..." No, "I seem to be ready again, because if I think about marrying you, I don't reject it at all."

These words contradict each other, so Qiuqiu scratched her head.

Seeing her in a bit of trouble, Mo Si Ke felt distressed.

"Okay, don't think about it if you don't understand it. It's already nine o'clock. If the two of us don't get up again, I'm afraid we will have lunch together."

Mo Si happily lifted the quilt, interrupting the morning chat.

Qiuqiu flinched and put on her own clothes.

A few minutes later, the two stood together in the bathroom.

The bathroom in the courtyard is very large, but Mo Si likes to be next to Qiuqiu every time he washes up, and the distance between the two of them will be very close——

Within reach, mouth full of bubbles together.

After brushing your teeth and washing your face, you feel much more energetic.

When he was about to walk out of the bedroom, Qiuqiu took Mo Si's hand.

The latter glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

She clenched her hands a little, "I'm sorry." She still seemed a little unprepared.

Without words or sounds, she wanted to raise her head to see if the little panda was angry, but a pair of warm hands soon fell on her head.

He rubbed her hair, "You actually apologized to me for this kind of thing."

"Don't be sorry."

"You're still young, it's normal to get used to it." Mo Si held her hand tightly, a little pressure, as if giving people strength, "Actually, I can get married at the age of 60, as long as I get married in the end." You can do it."

"would not."

It is impossible for her to procrastinate for ten years.

After breakfast, it was almost ten o'clock, the two of them decided to go for a walk, wait until 11 o'clock to come back to start a movie, and then eat Chinese food after watching the movie, so that there is enough time between the two meals.

Such quiet time together is very rare.

Needless to say, Qiuqiu and Mosi went to visit Mrs. Al after lunch.

I don't know what's going on, but after a certain age, people's aging seems to come very fast.

Mrs. Al used to be a hale and hearty old woman, but over the past few years, her hair became grayer and faster, and the wrinkles on her face became deeper and deeper.

Energy also gradually deteriorated.

For this matter, Qiuqiu checked Mrs. Aier many times back and forth. She used her mental healing power and urged Mrs. Aier to go to the hospital for a high-tech checkup.

But nothing unusual.

All the test data showed that she just lost her 'strength'.

It is natural aging.

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"Yo, are you here?" Mrs. Al sat up from the couch.

"Hey! You don't need to get up!" Qiuqiu immediately trotted over and held Mrs. Ayer down. "We are not guests, so you need to get up to pick us up. It's too strange."

Mrs. Al laughed, "Your faces are crooked when you lie down, but you can see them more clearly when you stand up."

"Are you on vacation? Are you free?"

"Yes." Qiuqiu nodded with a smile, "I'm done with the matter at hand."

"That ki planet is well done, old lady, I want to see it." Mrs. Al stroked the back of Qiuqiu's hand.

It seems that the old people like to do this action very much.

Qiuqiu held the old lady's hand, "Do you like it? Which route do you like? I'll take you in for free."

"You take me there, but I won't go. It's rare for Xiao Si and you to be together. I'm not a light bulb~" The old lady's tone was full of disgust, but she had a happy smile on her face.

"By the way, you all don't stand, sit down, sit down, sit down and talk."

But there are no stools here, "I'll go and move two stools out."

"No need." Mo Si stepped forward, he glanced at the sky, "The temperature is getting lower and lower, and it will be evening soon, let's go in and chat, Mrs. Al."

After making a circle, I finally entered a warm room.

Mrs. Al rubbed her hands, and Mosi went to pour hot tea with ease.

The fragrance of tea was wafting. In such an environment, Mrs. Ayer looked at Mosi and Qiuqiu who were sitting together, and suddenly remembered some things from the past.

She put down the tea bowl abruptly, suddenly pointed to the small room at the end of the corridor, and asked Qiuqiu and Mo Si, "Do you remember it?"

It has been five or six years, because it has not been repaired, it is still the same as before, but the paint on the corridor is slightly faded.

This room records the period when two people were in love secretly.

At that time, Qiuqiu's common name was Jiang Jiujiu, and Mosi's common name was Black Hole.

"Do you still remember Xiao Si, when you came to ask me to call you a black hole?"

"Ink black hole." Mrs. Al raised a smile, "At that time, I was thinking, you young people, you really know how to play."

Makeover, sneaky.

Qiuqiu obviously remembered what Mrs. Al said, and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing a few times.

Mosi: ...

Although his own behavior has become more and more naive in the past few years, Mo Si, who has been trained in the officialdom and dealt with various matters, has been cultivated as the next pillar of the Mo family, has a richer heart.

And he is still very stable in front of outsiders.

Now it is embarrassing to mention things that happened naturally in the past and were full of 'justified' reasons, so embarrassing that Mo Si felt that he was publicly executed.

...

Hell, why did you call yourself a black hole at the time?

It's fine to pretend that your name is Si Mo.

Mo's interesting story brought everyone a moment of joy.

Talking about the sky, time passed quickly, the winter sun quickly slanted westward, the room fell into darkness, and the lights were turned on.

It's time for dinner too.

The two invited Mrs. Al to the courtyard for dinner.

Although the two would invite each time, Mrs. Al would refuse most of the time because it was inconvenient and grandma didn't make light bulbs.

But today, the gray-haired and tired old man thought for a while and nodded, "Okay."

"It's too cold today, the old lady doesn't want to drink the nutrient solution, and she doesn't want to order food, so I'll go to your place and bother you for a meal."

Qiuqiu showed a surprised expression on his face.

Seeing this, Mrs. Al pretended to have a questioning expression, "What? This is just to be polite, you don't want me to go!?"

"No." Qiuqiu immediately shook her head to express her position, but said, "Grandma, do you have something to tell us?"

The old man took a deep breath, took off his glasses and wiped them, "Little girl is so sensitive."

"There is something, I will tell you after dinner at your house."

She admitted it.

For some reason, Qiuqiu and Mo Si looked at each other, their hearts sinking slightly.

Before it was too late, I took the old lady to the courtyard. There were a lot of ingredients stored in the refrigerator. Qiuqiu and Mosi were both masters of cooking, and they made a very sumptuous dinner without much effort. .

There are also some stir-fried dishes that Mrs. Al likes to eat.

"Get some bars. Qiuqiu, do you have a bar here?"

"liquor?"

"Grandma, don't—"

"The old man can't drink anymore? Have a drink."

Well, the arms can't twist the thighs, but what Qiuqiu brought over was only fruit wine with a low reading.

But even so, Mrs. Eyre had a great time.

Drinking and eating food, the speed of eating slowed down. Mrs. Al was very serious, and Qiuqiu and Mosi ate all the dishes on the table.

Full of wine and food, bright lights.

The robot took away the remaining plates, and in the vague atmosphere, Mrs. Al said goodbye to Mo Si and Qiuqiu.

"???"

"Where are you going!?"

"I'm just going home." Mrs. Al may have thought of her own home, her eyes were very gentle.

"But you and General Lin's previous home is far away..." Because it was a very early house and the conditions were not very good, Mosi was worried that Mrs. Ayer would live there like this!

"It's okay, I've already thought about it." Mrs. Al was also prepared, "Look, isn't this kind of robot here very convenient? I bought a robot like this, and it will be convenient when I go back."

"You don't need to persuade me anymore. I'm already old and I know it well."

"Grandma, are you—"

"Yes." Mrs. Ayer smiled at Qiuqiu, "People really know their own bodies the most."

"I don't know why, but I feel very powerless. For many years after Lao Lin left, I wandered here in the starry sky, and only occasionally found time to go back to accompany him. Because I still have an old man to take care of here."

"But now, I don't have enough managers. I can't take care of the old man. It's boring to stay here all the time. Think about it and go back to accompany him, otherwise he will be so stingy and will be angry in the future."

Mrs. Ayer's mind was made up, Qiuqiu and Mosi saw that they couldn't persuade them, so they stopped trying to persuade them. They just said, "Just having a robot housekeeper is not enough, let's bring another person to live there."

"The daughter of Minister Yu's family wants to find a good teacher to supplement her knowledge of the Department of Spiritual Healing. Let me find a teacher for you. You can't refuse."

Huh.

"Okay, okay, I know your heart, this, I will not refuse."

It snowed again at night, it was Xiaoxue.

Qiuqiu and Mosi sent Mrs. Al back.

On a snowy night, when the two returned hand in hand, Mrs. Al stood at the door, glanced at the young couple snuggling together, and smiled.

Lao Lin is not so tall.