Li Mo is teaching Bingtuozi her mother's bargaining trick.

"Bingtuozi, what is the ultimate bargaining skill? It's momentum! Be fierce!"

"Is that so?"

Ying Bing frowned, her snow-colored eyes were dim.

Student Li leaned back slightly:

"Well, there's no need to be so fierce. We're bargaining, not people."

"....."

Ying Bing felt that she and Li Mo had the same expression.

To be precise, Li Mo learned the Bingtuozi face from her...

"I know!"

Li Mo raised a finger, and the genius Li thought of a way!

He put the white cat fluffy hat he just bought on Bingtuozi's head.

Ying Bing wore a fluffy hat, and her cold jade face was wrapped in white fluff. Her expression was still cold, but she didn't have the aggressive look of someone who was going to cut you with a sword.

After all, a cool cat is also cute.

Bingtuozi·Limited Edition Cat Hat!

"It suits you very well."

"..."

So, Li Mo took Ying Bing and walked all the way through the market.

My mother's bargaining skills, the first move is Dragon Slaying Sword, the second move is I know the business, the third move is you make less money, the fourth move is I will leave if you don't sell it, it was already invincible.

Now a new trick has been added!

Bingtuozi, fierce one!

So the Tiger Vanguard and the White Cat King went to war, and the whole street was full of grief.

A set of silky little combos made the small vendors on this street remember that incomparable face.

Even Qinghe County later spread a rumor!

Mrs. Li of the Li family bargained even more fiercely!

The three heroes of Hengyun, who poked their heads out from under a tree and saw this scene, fell into deep thought again. The stupid fruit on the stupid tree, you and me under the stupid tree.

Are peerless geniuses usually so down-to-earth?

Where are the supernatural skills, hard practice, and secret weapons?

They bargained for a candied haws!

After a while, the two of them had almost finished shopping at the New Year's Fair. They bought a lot of things, and some of them used their bargaining skills, but they didn't get them in the end.

Li Mo glanced at the sky, carrying a lot of bags, and planned to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner.

"It's almost time, let's go back."

"Wait for me."

"What else are you going to do?"

Li Mo was stunned, and the figure wearing a white cat hat had turned around and returned to the market.

Maybe there were a few things he wanted to buy, and he was going to turn around and buy them?

"Huh..."

Looking at the market where the sky was getting darker, Li Mo stood in the snow and exhaled a breath of white air.

A moment later, Ying Bing came back, holding the big-headed doll in his hand, and hung it back on his waist.

"What did you buy?"

"I won't tell you."

"Tsk tsk, I don't really want to know..."

Li's Mansion.

The family is preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, and mom and dad are cooking in person, busy in the kitchen.

The Li's Mansion is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, dispelling the darkness of the cold night, and light snow is falling in the courtyard.

Li Mo, wearing a tiger-head hat, is arranging the newly bought New Year's goods at the door. He took out firecrackers from it and lit them with fire.

Ying Bing is sitting on the clean steps, with a white cat hat tilted, and his eyes are illuminated by the figure of the boy setting off firecrackers, and the snow in his eyes looks gentle.

Li Dalong sighed, looking at the two of them, and suddenly felt relieved. He turned around and looked at Gu Xueqin who was cooking, and asked:

"Wife, will the method you thought of work?"

"What if they just need us to give them a push? Besides, even if they can't settle the matter, we won't interfere too much."

"That's right, wife, are the dishes ready? I'll take them over."

It's well known.

Parents of geniuses are more or less a king of ideas.

Although they don't interfere in the affairs of the younger generation, the Li couple have their own ways.

"Son, Xiao Bing'er, it's time to eat!"

Comrade Lao Li shouted outside, and when he saw that the two had gone to the lobby, he brought a dish that had just come out of the pot into the lobby.

"Dad, you never went into the kitchen before."

Li Mo took off his tiger hat, feeling a little strange.

Dad didn't just learn "fuck everyone" from the teacher, he also said the principle that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen.

He didn't even wash the bowl after eating, but today he actually went to the kitchen to serve dishes.

"This dish is made by your mother herself, how can it be the same?"

"It looks good, what's it called?"

Li Mo picked up a piece of food for Ying Bing with chopsticks and tasted it himself.

"Delicious."

Ying Bing's lips were covered with a layer of shiny grease.

"Fuqi Feipian."

"???"

Comrade Li Dalong did his homework very seriously this time. He pointed at this cold dish,Talking slowly:

"This Fuqi Feipian means that the couple is of one mind, and the couple should support each other, work together, and create a better life together..."

"....."

Close and intimate?

Work together?

Listening to his father's clear and logical talk, Xiao Li couldn't help but have several images in his mind.

When he was in southern Xinjiang, he was the Black Soil Immortal, and she was the Saint of the Wanxiang Sect...

When he was in Lan Ke Mountain, he was in charge of the outside, and Bingtuozi was in charge of the inside. The two of them cooperated seamlessly and passed the chess game, fooling the summoning demons.

If he had to learn this dish, would it still be called Fuqi Feipian...

This is not over yet.

"Well, this one is called sharing the same liver and suffering, and that one is a hundred years of happiness."

"This wife cake tastes good, Xiao Mo, you should eat more."

"The husband soup is also very famous, your mother learned it specially."

Comrade Lao Li has good skills in talking, and he can name the dishes one by one.

Soon Gu Xueqin also joined the battle, and kept picking dishes for the two.

Soon, the two bowls were full of dishes, either husband and wife or wife.

"Dad, Mom, what does this mean? I'm still young."

Li Mo said helplessly.

"We cook for ourselves to celebrate our concerted efforts as husband and wife this year. What does it have to do with you?" Comrade Li Dalong took a sip of wine.

Li Mo glanced at Ying Bing, whose cheeks moved slightly, and then imitated her and ate as if nothing had happened, turning a deaf ear to the names of the dishes on the table.

In fact, the couple also wanted to ask the two directly what they thought.

But the two had also considered it. If the elders interfered too much, they were afraid of making things worse.

Anyway, seeing Bing'er and Xiao Mo like this, let it go, and it won't take long.

So at the dinner table, the couple felt itchy, but they didn't ask or say more.

The meal took less than half an hour, and Li Mo finished eating first and got up and went back to his room.

"I'll go back to my room first."

"Wait."

"What's the matter?"

Li Mo turned around.

"It's better to come out of your room tomorrow morning."

After running around and not seeing what he wanted to see, Comrade Lao Li said unhappily.

"Hey!"

Student Xiao Li shrugged.

He thought his father wanted to wish him a happy birthday.

It was another year when everyone went to celebrate the New Year, but no one celebrated his birthday.