It was almost 5 o'clock, the plane finally landed, and as soon as he came out, he called Mo Yijiu.

"Have you arrived? I have asked the assistant to pick up the airport, you look for it, hold up the sign." ”

She was holding her luggage in one hand and the phone in the other, and her eyes were still busy shuttling through the crowds.

"There are really a lot of people on the National Day holiday. Eh, is it my name on the sign, why can't I find it? ”

Mo Yijiu replied not salty: "Oh, I didn't write my name, I will be found by others, I asked him to write JIN baby, J-I-N." ”

"Baby JIN .................."

Zeng Jinjin didn't know whether to praise the diva for her wit, but she directly changed the topic: "Guess what I'm doing......? You're just in time to drink. ”

"Sister Yi, do you make your own soup?"

"Sister Fen has given a little help. Hurry up and find someone, I asked him to wear pink, it's easy to find. ”

"Pink ......" Zeng Jin laughed out loud: "Is that the pink panties?

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yijiu didn't have time to answer, and a string of very enthusiastic Gangpu suddenly drilled into her ears: "Miss Zeng! Miss Zeng, Miss Zeng is here!! Miss Zeng !!"

Once and now, following the prestige, I saw a man in a bright pink T-shirt not far away holding a sign and waving at him, waving the whole person.

Mother's ......

"It looks like it must be. She said into her phone, and Mo Yijiu's gloating laughter over there didn't know whether she was affirming her judgment or laughing at her assistant for being misunderstood.

"Okay, come here, hang up. ”

ended the call with Mo Yijiu, and trotted all the way to the little pink assistant. She remembered that the last time they met, Mo Yijiu called him Kim.

Kim is very enthusiastic and completely different from his agent, Mr. Gao. Although she is thin and small, she has a sunny face, and she is helping to carry her luggage and protecting her from being crowded by the crowd of people traveling on "Eleventh", is it an occupational disease?

The two got into the car, and Kim chattered in half-baked Mandarin.

"Miss Zeng, you're coming to Hong Kong for the first time, right? Last week, Sister Ah asked me to do that...... How to say it...... Travel guide, ask her who to receive and don't say. Yesterday, I found out that it was you, Miss Zeng. So in the next few days, it's OK to eat, drink and have fun with me, and the driver, guide and assistant trinity is me. Sister said that this job is done well and the salary is raised, and if you don't do it well, you will fire me for a long time, so even if it's not fun, please don't tell the truth. Actually, this time is not very good, many places can't play, and Wuma is full of people. Like Ocean Park, Disney, Wong Tai Sin Temple, I haven't arranged these places, I guess you will find that the most fun is Sister's house hahaha @#¥#%¥......"

Although it is a pity that I don't have time to call Mo Yijiu, it seems good to know a little more about Mo Yijiu from Kim's mouth, and it seems that he is also interested in "Sister A" in the eyes of others.

Mo Yijiu's house is near Deep Water Bay, a single-family villa surrounded by greenery halfway up the mountainside. The car slowly drove along the upward road into the front yard and finally stopped at the entrance of the house.

Zeng Jin got out of the car, inexplicably nervous and excited, the temperature in Hong Kong made her palms sweat a little, let's count it on the weather. Kim took her luggage out of the car, rang the doorbell and left. Zeng Jinjin held his luggage and waited silently for the person inside to open the door, and his eyes were still rolling around and looking.

But it didn't take long for the door to open......

"Once, !!, and now" Mo Yijiu, who was wearing an apron, came up with a fiery hug, so tight that Zeng Jinjin sweated again.

"I thought it should have been earlier, but it's just fine. Mo Yijiu said.

Zeng Jinjin also hugged back with strength, and shrugged his nose: "It's so fragrant on you." ”

"Huh?" Mo Yijiu also shrugged his nose, looking confused: "It's still the same perfume from before." ”

She shook her head, frowned and sniffed closer to Mo Yijiu's neck and shoulder: "It's not a perfume, it's a delicious smell." ”

"......" Mo Yijiu let go of his embrace, squinted his eyes and looked at Zeng Jin and Jin playfully for a while, before he suddenly reacted and said: "Ah yes, it's the soup I cooked, it's so fragrant, come in." As he spoke, he dragged his luggage into the house, and spoke loudly in Cantonese for Sister Fen, a maid who was still busy in the kitchen, to bring out the dishes.

Zeng Jinjin followed her to change his shoes and enter the door, and when he looked up, he found that Mo Yijiu's left ear was covered with an obvious layer of pink, which was obviously not like this before.

"Wherever you put your luggage, come here to eat first, sit. Mo Yijiu took her to the dining room next to the large living room and pulled out a chair for her.

The dining table is made of glass, not large, only suitable for two or three people to eat together, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the northeast corner, you can see the emerald mountain scenery in front of you and the blue sea view beyond. There are already a few dishes on the table, and they are delicious and tempting to look at, and they are dishes that have never been tried before.

"You've been so thoughtful......" she sat down, tilted her chin back, and said, "I don't think I had greeted you well before, and I didn't think I should pull a chair for you." Don't be so polite, Sister Yi, I'm ashamed. ”

Mo Yijiu smiled, reached out and pinched her cheek: "I'm happy to have you here." Wait for me to serve the soup. ”

What a good wife and mother look like...... Zeng Jinjin looked at Mo Yijiu's back into the kitchen, and secretly thought that if she got married, she would definitely be a good wife. Ay......

"Miss Zeng, you are really beautiful. Taste it, fried stuffed bean curd in Portuguese juice. As soon as Mo Yijiu entered the kitchen, Sister Fen came out and put a plate of dishes that looked a bit like fried tofu stuffed meat in front of her: "You must eat more, Miss Mo didn't enter the kitchen before, but today, I got up and started washing pig lungs, I haven't seen her so diligent." Although it was already 10 o'clock when she got up. ”

"Hmm, Sister Fen, don't talk so much, after the remaining two dishes are fried, go back and take your grandson." Mo Yijiu came out with two bowls of soup, sent Sister Fen, who still wanted to chat a few words, sat down in front of Zeng Jinjin, and was not in a hurry to drink from her bowl, just looked at her, as if waiting for her evaluation.

A piece of pork lung, two pieces of radish, a few ginkgo seeds, and a pool of clear soup. She took a deep breath and made an exaggerated look of enjoyment: "I drool when I smell it." ”

That being said, I felt that even if it wasn't so delicious, just for Mo Yijiu's heart, it was enough to make up for the lack of taste.

However, what surprised her was that the soup was so delicious that she couldn't taste the fishy flesh of the pig lungs at all, so you can imagine how much effort it took to wash the pig lungs, and the saltiness was just right in the Cheng dù she was most accustomed to.

"Sister Yi, is this the first time you've made this soup?" she asked.

Mo Yijiu frowned slightly, and asked, "It's not delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious!" Zeng Jinjin had an expression of "why do you think so", and said, "You are the master's craft." I really want to take a photo and post it on Weibo to whitewash your cooking skills. ”

Mo Yijiu was very interested in this, and he couldn't help but smile and said modestly: "The master is inside, I, let everyone think that my cooking skills are terrible, and I don't want to cook for them anyway." But ah, I can learn how to make soup well, and what else is fried and fried, forget about it, let me go. ”

From sunset to nightfall, the two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was still harmonious. Sister Fen is gone, although she is very curious about this Miss Zeng who has received special treatment from the owner, but it is more important than anything else to be able to go home early to take her grandson. As soon as she left, she felt a lot more comfortable, unscrupulously looking at the furnishings of the house, as if she wanted to find all the corners that were not included in the footage of "The Return of the Eight Immortals" to see it clearly.

"How's it going? Mo Yijiu asked her with his chin propped up.

Zeng Jin almost didn't need to think about it, and replied: "Do you need to say it? The scenery is good, the design is good, and the corners and corners are fine, it is simply a work of art." ”

"It's just too big. Mo Yijiu's face was filled with sadness, "When I'm alone, I feel that this place is empty, but in fact, even if Sister Fen is here, I'm still ...... That's why I told you last time, I like your home. ”

Zeng Jinjin looked at her with a smile, and said with a radiant expression: "Last time, you also told me that if I came, you might like it here." So, do you like it a little bit now?"