"What old man?" Qin Ran heard Jiu Ze's muttering and looked at Jiu Ze's unsightly face suspiciously.

"Oh, nothing? Miss Qin, I'll help you," Jiu Ze said as he walked into the kitchen before Qin Ran.

It's been a long time since I've cooked in my grandmother's kitchen, and Qin Ran can still remember how to make a fire and how to steam rice on the stove, thank God.

In fact, Qin Ran has been contracting the task of cooking at home since her mother was sick, although after going to high school and living in school, Qin Ran did not cook often, but her memory is still there, and she is not a stranger.

The food cooked by the stove is more fragrant than that of gas or natural gas, probably because the firewood is much more powerful.

The rice steamed in the pot emitted an unusual aroma, wafting through the layers of mist in the kitchen, through the window, and into the courtyard.

After making the call, Mo Shaoyan, who was smoking under a tree in the yard, had just crushed the cigarette butts, and was not sure what to do with the remaining cigarette butts, looking around for trash cans and other things that could dispose of the cigarette butts in his hands.

A burst of aroma of rice entered his nasal cavity, and in an instant, the aroma attacked his sense of smell, followed his olfactory nerve, passed into his brain, and stimulated Mo Shaoyan's cerebral cortex.

Mo Shaoyan was very familiar with this taste, and the circuits in his brain instantly extended in all directions, looking for a breakthrough in memory.

He still held the cigarette butt in his hand, stepped out of his long legs, and quickly walked into the kitchen.

In the narrow kitchen, Jiu Ze was squatting on the ground to replenish the firewood for the stove, and Qin Ran had already cut the vegetables, and when the rice was cooked, it would be like putting it into the pot.

In the small kitchen, the mist mixed with smoke blurred the vision and interfered with people's sense of smell, Qin Ran felt that there was smoke in his throat, and it was unbearable.

Jiu Ze didn't seem to react, Qin Ran was watching, it turned out that Jiu Ze was squatting on the ground, and most of the smoke was floating above, so naturally Jiu Ze didn't react.

When Mo Shaoyan appeared, Qin Ran was stunned.

A rich boy like him would take the initiative to come to the kitchen? It's impossible to even look at it!

Mo Shaoyan obviously didn't just take a look, his eyes looked at the pot of steaming rice as soon as he entered the door.

Qin Ran was really afraid that seeing the pot that had been blackened after years of fire would affect his appetite, after all, he should have never seen these things.

Mo Shaoyan opened his mouth expressionlessly, but his eyes kept staring at the rice pot, "Where is this rice?"

"I weighed it in the vegetable shop below, and asked if the taste should be local rice, and the price is not expensive," Qin Ran inferred, she was familiar with the taste of this rice, and she felt that it was no different from the rice she had eaten here before.

Mo Shaoyan didn't react to Qin Ran's words, turned around and walked out of the kitchen directly, leaving a lonely and arrogant back.

Qin Ran didn't know why, so he asked Jiuze, who was still adding firewood, "Is there a problem with your boss here?" Qin Ran pointed to his head.

Otherwise, how could she not say anything after asking her questions.

She thought that Mo Shaoyan was hungry, so she kept staring at the pot.

Jiu Ze glanced at Qin Ran in surprise, in his eyes, no one dared to say this about Mo Shaoyan, "There will be no problem with Mr. Mo, he once did an IQ test abroad, 139." ”

"Poof, hahaha, Qin Ran laughed, I finally saw that it was you who had a problem here," Qin Ran pointed to Jiu Ze's head this time.

She laughed freely, completely unaware of the person standing in the doorway.

When she felt something strange at the door, it was too late, Mo Shaoyan raised his right hand with a dark face, "Is there a trash can?" ”

He had a cigarette butt between his good-looking and slender fingers, and his tone was cold and indifferent.

Qin Ran immediately stopped laughing, his smile froze on his face, and gradually turned into embarrassment, "There is a bag next to the gate, you can throw it there." ”

Mo Shaoyan turned around and walked out when he heard this.

Qin Ran breathed a sigh of relief, the sense of oppression he brought made Qin Ran very uncomfortable all the time.

She still likes Zhong Zhicheng like that, although she is also very cold to people, she always gives her unexpected warmth.

I really don't know what Xiao Lan likes about Mo Shaoyan.

"Jiuze, aren't you tired of following him?" Jiu Ze is a conscientious assistant, as well as Mo Shaoyan's bodyguard, driver, and even nanny.

Jiuze stuffed a few handfuls of firewood into the stove, and his movements were skillful and clean.

After that, he patted the dirt on his hands, stood up, and cleaned up the dust on his body a few times.

"Mr. Mo is very good, I have been following him since I was twenty years old," Jiu Ze answered Qin Ran's question very seriously.

"How good?" Qin Ran was puzzled, Mo Shaoyan was so charming, let Xiao Lan be fascinated by him, even a big man in Jiuze was dead set on him.

At the mention of this, Jiu Ze's face turned gentle, it was very rare, Qin Ran saw this man who had always been straightforward, with the most gentle expression.

"I met Mr. Mo when I was working on a construction site, and at that time—"

At that time, Jiu Ze was not yet twenty years old, and he was not called Jiu Ze, he was called Li Ze.

It's a very common name, but it still makes Mo Shaoyan remember it.

At that time, Mo Shaoyan's Dongyi was just on the right track, and he went to inspect the construction site and happened to encounter a strike by workers demanding a wage increase.

A group of people surrounded his car, holding shovels, iron drills and other tools, blocking Mo Shaoyan on the construction site.

Everyone is a young man with strong blood and blood, and the forces in the battle are all ready to go, just one * is missing, and the car in front of him can be destroyed.

Mo Shaoyan was not afraid at all, opened the car door elegantly, and walked out unhurriedly.

He has a kind of arrogance and dignity that belongs to the pride of the sky, and a small citizen like Jiuze has naturally never seen such an elegant person.

None of the people around have seen it.

In particular, Mo Shaoyan has a handsome and abnormal face, much like those movie stars.

The people who were originally surrounding his car retreated one after another, making room for Mo Shaoyan, and Mo Shaoyan's own aura made everyone's anger suddenly die down.

Mo Shaoyan's voice was also very calm, which did not match his age, you must know that Mo Shaoyan had just graduated for more than a year at that time, but he was only 26 years old.

He asked the foreman to come over, questioned him, called someone to investigate, and promised to find out the situation within three days, and within three days before he found out the salary, the construction site was ordered to stop.

When every second counts for a construction project, the cost of ordering a shutdown is not insignificant.

The workers were very satisfied with Mo Shaoyan's decision, and the big boss personally promised that they also saw Mo Shaoyan's attitude.

Unfortunately, Mo Shaoyan's driver called Mo Shaoyan's father as soon as Mo Shaoyan got out of the car.

Mo Shaoyan had just finished solving the matter in front of him, and over there, a group of people, some driving Mercedes-Benz and some riding motorcycles, came in a great sensation.

After those people stopped, they came in the direction of Mo Shaoyan without saying anything, and a group of people were holding throwing sticks, and some were holding machetes, crackling and slashing.

Where did those workers think that these people were coming at them, although they were holding tools, they were not as good as these black people.

Mo Shaoyan looked at everything in front of him in shock, and didn't know how to react, it was Mo Shaoyan's driver who dragged Mo Shaoyan to the car.

The driver was about to drive Mo Shaoyan away, Mo Shaoyan came back to his senses, stabilized the driver's hand that was about to hit the steering wheel, the driver guessed the brake, and Mo Shaoyan ran out of the car again.

He rushed into the center of the chaos, raising his hand to block a machete that was about to look at the boy.

The unarmed Mo Shaoyan blocked the knife that was about to look at Jiuze with his bare hands, although Mo Shaoyan clamped the wrist of the person who raised the knife, but his arm was still cut by the machete.

Bright red blood gushed from the wound, and the blood gushed out like a spring, dripping down his forearm and through his wrist and from the fingertips of his ring finger.

The man who raised the knife and slashed people saw that Mo Shaoyan was injured, and immediately panicked, "Less, young master, I-"

"Let them all stop," Mo Shaoyan gasped in pain, gritted his teeth and said fiercely to the man who hurt him, "Go back and tell Mo Qing that I don't need him to interfere in Mo Shaoyan's affairs." ”

"However, Mr. Mo is the father of the young master, and if you have something, he has something, and the brothers will not stand idly by," the man argued.

Mo Shaoyan snorted coldly, "Take your so-called brother and get out quickly, you and Mo Qing are brothers in life and death, and I Mo Shaoyan are not." ”

Mo Qing's affairs, Mo Shaoyan knows everything, he used to be in the dark, and he made a group of "life and death brothers" out of nowhere, but these people are just a joke in Mo Qing's life in Mo Shaoyan's eyes.

Brothers are exchanged for their lives, not bought with money.

These people must have been hired by Mo Qing for money, they said that they were brothers with Mo Qing, and they didn't know what the deal was behind their backs.

If Mo Qing had a brother who could share his weal and woe, Mo Shaoyan could accept his fate and call him "Dad" for the rest of his life.

Mo Shaoyan disliked the same surname as Mo Qing the most in his life, and he was adopted by Mo Qing, not because he and Mo Qing had the surname, but Mo Qing and his surname.

In other words, after he learned Mo Shaoyan's name, Mo Qing changed his name to the name with the same surname as Mo Shaoyan.

As for what Mo Qing was called before he changed his name, Mo Shaoyan didn't know.

The group saw that Mo Shaoyan was not lightly injured, so they obediently stopped.

Mo Shaoyan is Mo Qing's precious son, if he is injured and goes to Mo Qing to complain, their little minions will not be able to save their jobs.

The gang stopped, and some of them hung up their lottery, and helped each other to leave.

Mo Shaoyan turned around and stretched out his hand to the young man who was beaten to the ground, because the young man had been kicked a few times in the abdomen before, and it was difficult to turn over because of the pain, but when he saw the big hand stretched out to him in front of him, he tried to get his hand out as if he was enchanted.

Mo Shaoyan pulled Jiu Ze up from the ground with a hard effort, and let out a radiant smile at him.

Jiuze felt that it was this smile that brightened up his entire life.

"You were on the outermost side just now, why didn't you run when you saw them coming?"

Mo Shaoyan felt that the young man in front of him was too stupid, obviously when he was making trouble around him before, this young man stood in the farthest place, but after those people made a move, he rushed to the very center, and naturally he was also cleaned up the worst.

"My friends are here, they help me find a job, they give me food, I can't leave them alone."

Kusawa replied innocently.