Lin Xinmo saw that Ling Xingmo's expression was wrong, so he diverted the topic.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to cook, what do you want to eat?"

"I'll go, you're just injured, rest well. Ling Xingmo quickly recovered his emotions.

"Then I'll give you a hand. ”

Thereupon......

Lin Xinmo washed vegetables, and Ling Xingmo chopped vegetables.

Ling Xingmo turned over the pot, and Lin Xinmo served the plate.

The cooperation is very tacit.

However, the kitchen is obviously very serious, but there are always pink bubbles.

The eyes of the two people were full of each other's figures.

However, both of them enjoyed the time extraordinarily.

Soon, the smell of food permeated the dining room.

Because this is a semi-open kitchen, the aroma of the food can easily spread out of the kitchen and into the dining room.

It seems that this big empty villa has fireworks.

This is also one of Lin Xinmo's original intentions in designing the kitchen.

She hopes that the people who live here can see the busy figure of cooking for them, feel more of the taste of home, and let the wife or husband who cooks be busy and see their loved ones busy at the same time.

This is also one of the requirements that Lin Xinmo received from the design draft of Ink House.

It's really for the rich to live, but the rich are also people, and it's best to make them feel more at home while feeling a sense of superiority.

......

After lunch.

Ling Xingmo asked Lin Xinmo to rest.

But Lin Xinmo has been resting in the hospital for so many days, and he doesn't want to rest at all.

Ling Xingmo took Lin Xinmo to visit the flower market.

He had promised Lin Xinmo to take her to the flower market before, but there were always various delays, so he never had time.

In fact, Ling Xingmo didn't know that Lin Xinmo liked potted plants, or that he liked plants.

It was also because of an accident in Lejiazhuang that I learned about this and saw her ability to grow potted plants.

He doesn't like growing potted plants, but he doesn't hate them.

However, his mother liked it very much, and his mother took care of the flowers and plants in the Ling family's old mansion.

He didn't have the talent to plant plants since he was a child, he was young at that time, and he was always in a hurry, thinking of one out of the other, watching his mother plant a lot of flowers and plants, and he wanted to plant some of them himself.

But there is no patience, it is always three minutes of heat, and for the plants that have just been raised, you can still think about watering and loosening the soil, and then you basically forget it, and occasionally you will water a little when you think about it, but it is also sometimes more watering and sometimes less watering.

If it weren't for his mother's help to take care of them, the potted plants he raised would probably be a dead end.

His mother always taught him to be more patient, and sometimes patience is also a philosophy of life, but this truth was only understood by Ling Xingmo after her death.

......

"This pot of wormwood can be placed on the bedside table in your bedroom. ”

"Good. ”

"This pot of mint is for you to put on the windowsill in your bedroom. ”

"Okay. ”

"This pot of cacti is for you to put on the desk in the study. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Buy some more lavender hay and put it in your wardrobe and bookcase. ”

"Yes. ”

Along the way, Lin Xinmo was always choosing various potted plants for Ling Xingmo.

Although Ling Xingmo cherished words like gold, his eyes had been following Lin Xinmo gently.

He brought Lin Xinmo to ask her to buy some potted plants she liked, but she bought them all for him.

If he's not mistaken, these are all potted plants that help with sleep.

Lin Xinmo is like this, she never says anything about the good of others, she always silently remembers the preferences of everyone around her and silently pays for them.

She never wants others to understand her, she only hopes that others can be better.

What's more, this other person is Ling Xingmo.

It's someone she'll never be able to pay off.

In the end, Lin Xinmo bought a room of potted plants suitable for Ling Xingmo.

"Buy something you like yourself. Ling Xingmo saw that Lin Xinmo was almost finished, so he reminded him out loud.

"I love all of that. Lin Xinmo said with a smile.

Until the end, Lin Xinmo didn't buy a pot for herself.

But she paid for all these potted plants, and she didn't let Ling Xingmo pay.

Regarding these, Lin Xinmo only said: "These are worthless, and they are far from enough from what I owe you." ”

"Silly Mo, I never need you to pay it back. Ling Xingmo had no choice but to say helplessly.

"But I want to spend money for you. ”

This is the first girl who wants to spend money for him, and it has always been someone else who wants to spend his money.

It turns out that being raised by others feels so much - happiness.