novelraw Chapter 87 : Meeting He Qiang Again
Chapter 87 : Meeting He Qiang Again
Chapter 87: Meeting He Qiang Again
The next morning, Lin Mo returned to his usual daily rhythm—waking up early to brush his teeth. Sure enough, he brushed out some more grime, and his teeth looked even whiter. This visible change fascinated him.
At this point, he no longer felt phlegm in his throat when he woke up, so he planned to stop taking the medicine and save the rest to bring back to his parents when he went home for the October holidays.
As for the honey water and the Anti-hair Loss Solution, he was still using them. He intended to keep using them until they ran out—especially the honey, which was enough to last him a long time. He even placed it on the table so that Wang Chu and the others could drink some too.
But those two claimed they didn’t like the taste of honey water. Of course, more likely, they just couldn’t get up in the morning.
Even if they did, they wouldn’t remember to drink it. Lin Mo simply let them be—he couldn’t exactly pry their mouths open and pour it in, could he?
After washing up, he put away his little silver bowl—the one exclusively for begging—and strapped on his Back Straightener to continue his training regimen.
The four items refreshed on the shopping page last night made him sigh again that this world was nothing but a makeshift troupe.
Some expensive items could be bought at incredibly low prices, while others had prices that not even the shopping page could shake.
He hadn’t expected that eyebrow pencil to still cost the same, even inside the shopping page. Sure enough, the ads were right—it had always been that price for years. If someone thought it was too expensive, maybe they should look at themselves instead—their salary hadn’t gone up.
As for that Okamoto 0.01, whether it was a kitchen knife or a baby trap, it was useless to him. The only thing remotely interesting was that so-called blueprint of Awei’s Eighteen Styles—but who even read those kinds of comic booklets anymore?
In the end, the only thing to do was sell the little silver bowl for money. Silver prices weren’t high, but profit was profit.
When he arrived at the track field, the freshmen hadn’t yet gotten up for military training, so the campus was very quiet.
Of course, there were a few self-disciplined students jogging, but only a handful.
“Good morning, teacher!”
Seeing Professor Mu arriving as well, Lin Mo naturally greeted her.
“Morning!” The old lady had rested well last night and looked especially energetic today. She asked, “Where’s your roommate? Why didn’t he come today?”
“Uh… still sleeping!” Lin Mo laughed.
Though Wang Chu shouted slogans like thunder, he was hopeless at waking up early, let alone sticking to exercise.
Hearing this, Professor Mu shook her head. “Ah, young people nowadays, no perseverance at all.”
After that sigh, the two began training. Lin Mo originally thought of explaining yesterday’s matter, but since Professor Mu didn’t seem interested in asking, he didn’t bother.
Otherwise, he’d have to explain what a cross-dressing influencer was—and even if he did, would someone her age believe it?
Just like the Dormitory Supervisor Auntie back then—if Li Shiya hadn’t spoken up, who could have guessed he was a guy? They might’ve thought he was lying.
After a warm-up jog, the elder and the youth stood in Fuyang Post on the track.
“Xiao Lin, my husband messaged me last night, reminding me to tell you to go grab some medicine at the hospital soon. He said that although you’re young, your deficiency is real. You’re still young now, so it’ll be easier to recuperate.” Professor Mu spoke as she stood.
Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded. “Don’t worry, teacher. I’ll find some time to go these days. Please thank Professor Li for me.”
He really did take the matter of using Chinese medicine to regulate his body seriously. Even without her reminder, he would have gone.
“By the way, teacher, don’t you and Professor Li live together?”
Only when he heard they had to message each other did Lin Mo realize.
“We each have our own things. Normally, we only stay home during holidays. Otherwise, going back and forth every day is too much trouble.
Besides, you wouldn’t understand. At our age, as long as we know the other is doing fine, we actually prefer being apart. Meeting occasionally at home is nice. But if we lived together every day, we’d be quarreling constantly.” The old lady smiled as she explained.
Clearly, every family had its own way of getting along. The old couple had both been rehired despite retirement.
At their age, the school arranged separate housing for them, which was convenient. Their children were all successful, each working elsewhere, and only came home during holidays.
Rather than guard an empty house, it was better to continue contributing. At school, watching the younger generation made Professor Mu feel much younger herself.
After their morning training, Lin Mo went to the cafeteria for breakfast, buying extra portions for his two sworn children.
“Old Mo, are you going to the library later?”
In the dorm, Sichuan Girl asked.
Lin Mo shook his head. “Maybe this afternoon. I need to head out for a bit. Why?”
“I was thinking, if you’re free, you could come with me to see a place. The agent just messaged me—they found an apartment near our school. The photos look pretty good.” Sichuan Girl said.
Lin Mo nodded, about to reply, when his phone suddenly rang.
“Hello?”
“Delivery here, please come pick it up.”
Lin Mo froze. “Delivery? But I didn’t order anything?”
“Huh? It’s your phone number here. Looks like some kind of gold jewelry. Address is in Jiangyuan Community.”
Lin Mo slapped his forehead. It was that golden gourd he had bought on Pinduoduo for 2.9 yuan.
Back then, he just wanted to test if his shopping page was real. So much time had passed, he had forgotten about it. He hadn’t expected it to arrive only now.
“Got it, just leave it at the Haicai Supermarket at the entrance.”
Hanging up, Lin Mo spread his hands helplessly. “Well, more trouble. You two go see the place. If it looks good, just rent it. If you’re short on money, message me.”
“Thanks, godfather. No worries, Wang Chu and I can handle it.” Sichuan Girl clasped her fists together with a cheeky grin.
Lin Mo shot her a glare, quickly packed up, and took the silver bowl, the remaining Angong Niuhuang Pill, and his car keys before heading out.
He didn’t really care about that delivery—it wasn’t worth much anyway, and it was probably fake. But since he had bought it, there had to be an ending.
He might as well sell the silver bowl and deliver the medicine to Liu Rushuang while he was at it. No way he was making a trip to the city for nothing.
Before getting into the car, Lin Mo still earnestly bowed and prayed. He didn’t know if repeating the ritual had any extra effect, but being careful never hurt—better safe than sorry.
The car drove smoothly as always. An hour later, after more than a week, Lin Mo returned to the community where he had lived for several months.
Finding a place to park, he walked into the supermarket owned by Great Emperor He Qiang.
“Here you are, brother. What do you want to buy?”
As soon as he entered, he saw Great Emperor He Qiang, face bruised and swollen, with purple patches and a few scratch marks on his neck.
“I’m here to pick up a delivery. Brother, you…?”
“Oh, just fooling around with your sister-in-law.” Great Emperor He Qiang replied a little guiltily.
He then rummaged through the pile of packages and found Lin Mo’s. Just then, a familiar figure walked in—it was that wife, dressed lightly, wearing black stockings.
She immediately said, “Boss, do you have fish today?”
“Not today. Didn’t go fishing. Next time I do, I’ll set aside two just for you.” He Qiang said with a smile.
Wife: “Ah? Then I wore these black stockings today for nothing!”
Lin Mo: ???
He Qiang: …
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