CHAPTER 659: CHAPTER 652: MO LIU’S SINGLE LIFE

As soon as Ya Ya heard it was her favorite beautiful Uncle Mo, she immediately said eagerly, "Uncle Mo, when are you coming to see Ya Ya?"

Mo Liu laughed, "I’ll be seeing Ya Ya very soon, and Uncle Mo bought Ya Ya a new set of Barbie dolls; it’s the Snow White series!"

Ya Ya’s eyes sparkled with gold at the sound of it. Little girls love Barbie dolls, and even Ya Ya, who is a bit of a tomboy, is no exception. However, while other girls use Barbie dolls for dressing up, Ya Ya likes to disassemble them completely and then put the limbs back together one by one. Sisi has scolded her several times, but the little girl just does as she pleases, and Sisi lets her be.

Who can blame Ya Ya for her innate desire to dismantle things?

It’s uncertain whom she inherited this trait from.

Clearly, neither she nor Tian Xinhua share this hobby!

And En’en’s hobbies aren’t too normal either; he dislikes inanimate toys and prefers to play with living creatures like garden caterpillars, moths, ladybugs, earthworms, cicadas, and snakes—those disgusting little things.

Every time En’en presents his new toy to Sisi, Sisi’s heart undergoes torment; moths, ladybugs, and cicadas are manageable, even earthworms and caterpillars slightly acceptable—but a writhing snake nearly sends Sisi into a panic.

Luckily, the snakes settling in Yun Mansion are non-venomous green snakes; otherwise, Sisi really would initiate a snake extermination campaign at Yun Mansion!

She doesn’t dare imagine the sight of the little guy holding a poisonous snake!

Because Sisi’s reactions are so embarrassing, both little mischief-makers, Ya Ya and En’en, feel ashamed on her behalf and decide to help their mom toughen up.

Thus, in the subsequent years, Sisi often finds herself welcomed home with a snake by the two little imps, and each time she’s scared senseless.

Mr. Yun sarcastically comments that Sisi is a useless facade.

Yet, he wholeheartedly supports the children’s pranks, sometimes even enlisting Luo Datou’s help when Ya Ya and En’en can’t find any snakes.

For he thoroughly enjoys Sisi’s frightened expressions from the snake encounters—they’re just too entertaining!

Sisi observed her daughter happily chatting with Mo Liu, not even acknowledging her presence, sighed, and got up to answer the phone herself.

In the phone call, Ya Ya had just been talking to Mo Liu about her glorious history of scaring Sisi, "Uncle Mo, Mom is so timid. She’s even afraid of snakes, not at all like an adult."

Mo Liu found it amusing; everyone knew Sisi feared snakes, couldn’t even eat snake meat, yet now she’s toyed with by the kids—who knows if she’ll feel hurt?

Sisi: Already hurt beyond measure!

"Ya Ya is a good child, you mustn’t scare your mom! If she gets frightened, won’t Ya Ya feel bad?" Mo Liu coaxed.

Ya Ya frowned, resembling Tian Xinhua, and asked suspiciously, "But Great Grandpa said Mom is scared of snakes because she’s not used to them, and getting scared more will help. I’m helping Mom toughen up!"

Sisi gritted her teeth behind them. Ah, that explains why the little rascals kept coming back with more vigor!

Turns out it’s all the doing of that disrespectful old man!

See how she’ll deal with him once she gets back to the Capital City!

An old man drinking Qinglu while tapping his fingers to the opera in Yun Mansion suddenly shivered, confused.

Sisi snatched the phone from Ya Ya’s hand, revealing a broad grin to the little girl. Ya Ya shuddered involuntarily; although reluctant to end the conversation with her handsome uncle, Sisi’s Nine Yin White Bone Claw was indeed terrifying.

Fearing Sisi, Ya Ya reluctantly handed the phone over to her and repeatedly reminded, "Mom, once you finish talking with Uncle Mo, give the phone back to me. I haven’t finished speaking with him yet!"

Sisi sighed in resignation, puzzled why Ya Ya adored Mo Liu so much despite having many more uncles around; for Mo Liu, whom she’s only met a few times, she was fond. Calling him Uncle Mo nonstop made Tian Xinhua resentful, wanting to blacklist Mo Liu!

"Ah Liu, what’s up?" Sisi asked, smiling.

A warm, melodious male voice came through the receiver, "Sisi, I saw Feifei in G City, giving you a call, nothing urgent."

Though Mo Liu works in Hong Kong, he spends half the year in mainland China; with Mr. Mo’s aging in recent years, his visits to G City have increased, and he’s even considering quitting his job in Hong Kong.

"We’re going to the seaside over the weekend; care to join us, Ah Liu?" Sisi invited joyfully.

"Okay! I’ll come with Feifei and the others then."

"By the way, if you have a female companion, feel free to bring her along; more people, more fun," Sisi subtly inquired about Mo Liu’s romantic life.

Mo Liu is a year older than Sisi, yet at thirty-three, his love life is as clean as a blank sheet, never been close to any woman, and he associates mostly with Sisi and Shangguan.

Ever since Mo Family’s top bachelor Mo Qing tied the knot three years ago, the entire Mo Family has focused their attention on Mo Liu.

Mo Liu is the next bachelor with issues after Mo Qing, even more so; at least before marriage Mo Qing claimed he’d happily remain single forever, but he had romantic escapades continuously—in Hong Kong gossip magazines, Mo Family’s Twelfth Young Master’s affairs were a constant.

To quote Mr. Mo Tang, though Mo Qing never saw a pig run, he enjoyed pork thoroughly; yet Mo Liu, for that matter, never mind pig runs—at thirty, he’s never even tasted meat?

This left the Mo Family’s amorous scholars incredulous!

Something’s biologically amiss!

Isn’t he stifled?

Hence, both Mr. Mo Tang and Old Sir Mo Ming lament Mo Liu’s lack of ambition and misfortune; after all persuasion failed, the two old pranksters resorted to inserting drugs—a shameful act. Luckily, Mo Liu’s habit of carrying Qiong Wine prevented him from losing himself to a longtime admirer.

When Mo Liu confronted the two old men, they self-righteously claimed: Ah Liu, do you know the greatest shame for a man?

Mo Liu said: I don’t know.

The two elders lamented: The greatest shame for a man is dying as a virgin; as a prestigious man, he might never marry, but he mustn’t remain a virgin forever!

Finally, the two old men extended this theory to harmony between yin and yang, natural law, and even human development, delving into literature from ancient to modern times, citing profound examples—such an enlightening discourse would sway even a nine-generation monk toward finding a beauty to end his doleful life as a virgin.

But Mo Liu remained indifferent, responding calmly: What’s meant to be will be, you’re worrying needlessly!

The two elders collectively fainted...