Xie Xize didnât say anything else. Whatever he was told to do, he would do it silently. MoreoverâŠWell done.
The carrots were cut into squares, and each piece was small, as if they had been cut with a ruler. Moreover, after they were cut, they were placed on the plate and piled neatly.
Mo Yangyang took a look, held back, and turned around to snicker.
A patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.
The Spicy Strips were exactly the same as his.
Mo Yangyang couldnât help but sigh. Life and blood relations were too magical.
After a while, Mo Yangyang couldnât help but ask, âFifth Uncle, are you also studying genetics?â
âYes.â
âThenâŠFor example, obsessive-compulsive disorder. Why was this also hereditary? Did this belong to the group of genes?â
Xie Xize, who was picking leeks, stopped and looked up at Mo Yangyang.
â I donât mean anything else. Iâm just curious. Iâm just curiousâŠDonât you think youâre too similar to Spicy Strips in terms of cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder?â
Xie Xize said seriously,âHeâs my son. Itâs normal for him to look like me.ââ
Mo Yang Yang:â
Everyone looks alike, but you guys even have this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, right? Wasnât this too much of a father and son?
Xie Xize continued to pick the leeks. After washing them, he placed them neatly on the side to dry.
âWhat else?â
âWhy donât we cut itâŠOnions.â
âAlright.â
A minute later, Mo Yangyang looked up and saw Xie Xizeâs serious side profile. His eyes were red from the spicy onions, and tears were about to flow out in the next second. However, he acted as if he didnât feel anything, and his actions were still orderly.
He pursed his lips and looked serious. The kitchen knife in his hand looked like a scalpel.
It was as if he was not cutting onions at this moment, but doing a very important experiment that concerned the fate of mankind.
Mo Yangyang called out,âFifth UncleâŠââ
Xie Xize raised his head.â
His eyes were red, and tears were hanging on his eyelashes. When he raised his head, tears flowed down his cheeks.
Mo Yangyangâs pupils constricted. She had the urge to lean over and kiss his cheek to wipe away that tear.
Xie Xize subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it.
At this moment, Mo Yangyangâs heart suddenly beat violently. Then, she felt that the violent beating just now seemed to have lifted a heavy stone from her heart.
That spot on his chest, suddenlyâŠIt loosened.
She was originally depressed, uncomfortable, terrified, and uneasy ⊠It seemed to have disappeared along with the stone.
Mo Yangyang herself did not know why. It was probably because of his seriousness in that second, his dazed look when he raised his head, and his clumsy look when he raised his hand to wipe his tears.
Perhaps, when his tears fell, he looked too good.
In short, Mo Yangyang felt that the problem that had troubled her for so many days was gone just like thatâŠ
She thought that she probably couldnât compete with Xie Xizeâs beauty.
Xie Xize saw Mo Yangyang looking at him in shock and asked, âWhy are you looking at me like that?â
His eyes were still red, and his nose was slightly red. He lookedâŠShe looked dull, but she was surprisingly good-looking, which made Mo Yangyangâs heart flutter.
âNothing much.â Mo Yangyang shook her head.
She suddenly stood on her tiptoes and leaned over to kiss him on the eyes. It was very light and quick.