Chapter 87: eting He Qiang Again
The next morning, Lin Mo returned to his usual daily rhythm—waking up early to brush his teeth. Sure enough, he brushed out so more gri, and his teeth looked even whiter. This visible change fascinated him.
At this point, he no longer felt phlegm in his throat when he woke up, so he planned to stop taking the dicine and save the rest to bring back to his parents when he went ho for the October holidays.
As for the honey water and the Anti-hair Loss Solution, he was still using them. He intended to keep using them until they ran out—especially the honey, which was enough to last him a long ti. He even placed it on the table so that Wang Chu and the others could drink so too.
But those two claid they didn’t like the taste of honey water. Of course, more likely, they just couldn’t get up in the morning.
Even if they did, they wouldn’t rember to drink it. Lin Mo simply let them be—he couldn’t exactly pry their mouths open and pour it in, could he?
After washing up, he put away his little silver bowl—the one exclusively for begging—and strapped on his Back Straightener to continue his training regin.
The four items refreshed on the shopping page last night made him sigh again that this world was nothing but a makeshift troupe.
So expensive items could be bought at incredibly low prices, while others had prices that not even the shopping page could shake.
He hadn’t expected that eyebrow pencil to still cost the sa, even inside the shopping page. Sure enough, the ads were right—it had always been that price for years. If soone thought it was too expensive, maybe they should look at themselves instead—their salary hadn’t gone up.
As for that Okamoto 0.01, whether it was a kitchen knife or a baby trap, it was useless to him. The only thing remotely interesting was that so-called blueprint of Awei’s Eighteen Styles—but who even read those kinds of comic booklets anymore?
In the end, the only thing to do was sell the little silver bowl for money. Silver prices weren’t high, but profit was profit.
When he arrived at the track field, the freshn hadn’t yet gotten up for military training, so the campus was very quiet.
Of course, there were a few self-disciplined students jogging, but only a handful.
“Good morning, teacher!”
Seeing Professor Mu arriving as well, Lin Mo naturally greeted her.
“Morning!” The old lady had rested well last night and looked especially energetic today. She asked, “Where’s your roommate? Why didn’t he co today?”
“Uh… still sleeping!” Lin Mo laughed.
Though Wang Chu shouted slogans like thunder, he was hopeless at waking up early, let alone sticking to exercise.
Hearing this, Professor Mu shook her head. “Ah, young people nowadays, no perseverance at all.”
After that sigh, the two began training. Lin Mo originally thought of explaining yesterday’s matter, but since Professor Mu didn’t seem interested in asking, he didn’t bother.
Otherwise, he’d have to explain what a cross-dressing influencer was—and even if he did, would soone her age believe it?
Just like the Dormitory Supervisor Auntie back then—if Li Shiya hadn’t spoken up, who could have guessed he was a guy? They might’ve thought he was lying.
After a warm-up jog, the elder and the youth stood in Fuyang Post on the track.
“Xiao Lin, my husband ssaged last night, reminding to tell you to go grab so dicine at the hospital soon. He said that although you’re young, your deficiency is real. You’re still young now, so it’ll be easier to recuperate.” Professor Mu spoke as she stood.
Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded. “Don’t worry, teacher. I’ll find so ti to go these days. Please thank Professor Li for .”
He really did take the matter of using Chinese dicine to regulate his body seriously. Even without her reminder, he would have gone.
“By the way, teacher, don’t you and Professor Li live together?”
Only when he heard they had to ssage each other did Lin Mo realize.
“We each have our own things. Normally, we only stay ho during holidays. Otherwise, going back and forth every day is too much trouble.
Besides, you wouldn’t understand. At our age, as long as we know the other is doing fine, we actually prefer being apart. eting occasionally at ho is nice. But if we lived together every day, we’d be quarreling constantly.” The old lady smiled as she explained.
Clearly, every family had its own way of getting along. The old couple had both been rehired despite retirent.
At their age, the school arranged separate housing for them, which was convenient. Their children were all successful, each working elsewhere, and only ca ho during holidays.
Rather than guard an empty house, it was better to continue contributing. At school, watching the younger generation made Professor Mu feel much younger herself.
After their morning training, Lin Mo went to the cafeteria for breakfast, buying extra portions for his two sworn children.
“Old Mo, are you going to the library later?”
In the dorm, Sichuan Girl asked.
Lin Mo shook his head. “Maybe this afternoon. I need to head out for a bit. Why?”
“I was thinking, if you’re free, you could co with to see a place. The agent just ssaged —they found an apartnt near our school. The photos look pretty good.” Sichuan Girl said.
Lin Mo nodded, about to reply, when his phone suddenly rang.
“Hello?”
“Delivery here, please co pick it up.”
Lin Mo froze. “Delivery? But I didn’t order anything?”
“Huh? It’s your phone number here. Looks like so kind of gold jewelry. Address is in Jiangyuan Community.”
Lin Mo slapped his forehead. It was that golden gourd he had bought on Pinduoduo for 2.9 yuan.
Back then, he just wanted to test if his shopping page was real. So much ti had passed, he had forgotten about it. He hadn’t expected it to arrive only now.
“Got it, just leave it at the Haicai Supermarket at the entrance.”
Hanging up, Lin Mo spread his hands helplessly. “Well, more trouble. You two go see the place. If it looks good, just rent it. If you’re short on money, ssage .”
“Thanks, godfather. No worries, Wang Chu and I can handle it.” Sichuan Girl clasped her fists together with a cheeky grin.
Lin Mo shot her a glare, quickly packed up, and took the silver bowl, the remaining Angong Niuhuang Pill, and his car keys before heading out.
He didn’t really care about that delivery—it wasn’t worth much anyway, and it was probably fake. But since he had bought it, there had to be an ending.
He might as well sell the silver bowl and deliver the dicine to Liu Rushuang while he was at it. No way he was making a trip to the city for nothing.
Before getting into the car, Lin Mo still earnestly bowed and prayed. He didn’t know if repeating the ritual had any extra effect, but being careful never hurt—better safe than sorry.
The car drove smoothly as always. An hour later, after more than a week, Lin Mo returned to the community where he had lived for several months.
Finding a place to park, he walked into the supermarket owned by Great Emperor He Qiang.
“Here you are, brother. What do you want to buy?”
As soon as he entered, he saw Great Emperor He Qiang, face bruised and swollen, with purple patches and a few scratch marks on his neck.
“I’m here to pick up a delivery. Brother, you…?”
“Oh, just fooling around with your sister-in-law.” Great Emperor He Qiang replied a little guiltily.
He then rummaged through the pile of packages and found Lin Mo’s. Just then, a familiar figure walked in—it was that wife, dressed lightly, wearing black stockings.
She imdiately said, “Boss, do you have fish today?”
“Not today. Didn’t go fishing. Next ti I do, I’ll set aside two just for you.” He Qiang said with a smile.
Wife: “Ah? Then I wore these black stockings today for nothing!”
Lin Mo: ???
He Qiang: …
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