Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids

Zhou Yaling lifted her bangs and said with a smile, "That’s right, he just loves saving face."

"As if he’s afraid I won’t get married."

Seeing Zhou Yaling’s confident expression, Mo Jingchun changed his tone and said softly, "Are you sure your uncle really wants to marry you off? And not find a son-in-law instead?"

"If that doesn’t work out, maybe it’s about forming a new family somewhere between the cities of both families. Of course, if the person you find is local, that’s a different story."

Zhou Yaling was clearly stunned. Had she really never thought about this? No! It’s just that the thought is annoying, and she doesn’t want to face it. Besides, she doesn’t even know who the other half is yet.

Sighing, Zhou Yaling said helplessly, "What can be done? Most families these days only have one child."

Shaking his head, Mo Jingchun said, "You’re wrong again."

"Other people’s thoughts and wishes aren’t important. What’s important are your own thoughts."

Without thinking, Zhou Yaling blurted out, "Of course, I want to stay close to home so I can cling to you."

Mo Jingchun raised an eyebrow and said irritably, "Do what you want. You should find a partner first before talking about anything else. Just because you want something doesn’t mean your partner will agree."

After speaking, Mo Jingchun turned his head to Zero, who was still playing on his phone, "Zero, stop playing with your phone. Isn’t the supercomputer enough for you? Go with her to the cafeteria to fetch away a hundred pounds of lean pork."

"I won’t even get to eat it, so why do I have to do the running around?" He complained but didn’t slow down his actions. Zhou Yaling pinched Zero’s cheek and said cheerfully, "It’s because you can get things done with just your face. With you around, getting as much pork as we want should be no problem."

Upon hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Zero’s eyes. He held his face and laughed foolishly, "Wow, I didn’t realize my face holds such weight."

Mo Jingchun and Zhou Yaling exchanged a glance and did not shatter Zero’s dream.

"Let’s go, I’ll go with you. Is a hundred pounds enough? How about we take two hundred pounds?"

In the cafeteria warehouse, when the warehouse manager learned of Zhou Yaling and Zero’s purpose, he enthusiastically led them into the cold storage.

"All this meat here was freshly slaughtered yesterday."

Zhou Yaling reached out and poked the cold pork, "Uncle, I need a hundred pounds of lean meat. Some fatty meat will do."

"Well... we will need the kitchen master to come and debone the pork."

Zhou Yaling looked at Zero, and he immediately understood what she meant.

Nodding his head, Zero said, "I’ll go get someone."

...

Under the lights, blades flickered, and pieces of lean meat were selected under the glint of knives.

As she watched the weight on the electronic scale, Zhou Yaling quickly intervened.

"That’s enough, that’s enough."

The chef wiped his cleaver on the pork skin, looking a little reluctant to stop.

In the evening, under the light, Candy lay on the dining table, watching her sister stuff the pork paste into the intestines bit by bit.

Having watched for a while, Candy couldn’t help but poke the sausage.

Candy looked at her finger that had just touched the sausage with disdain, it was full of pork.

"Hahaha," Zhou Yaling couldn’t hold back her laughter, "You knew it was greasy, yet you still poked it, and now you regret it."

Watching her sister laugh heartily, Candy raised an eyebrow, "Curiosity drives human exploration, and exploration leads to technological advancement."

"Don’t listen to Zero’s grand theories all day long."

"Knowing the result and still touching it, that’s not exploration, that’s just silly."

After spending nearly an hour with a hundred pounds of pork, Zhou Yaling finally hung the stuffed sausages with a rope on a clothes hanger. She exhaled deeply and twisted her sore neck.

If it weren’t for the old man’s order, Zhou Yaling really didn’t want to make sausages.

It’s not that they don’t taste good, it’s just a bit tiring.

"Where’s Candy?"

Yawning, Mo Jingchun lazily replied, "Candy still has school tomorrow, so she’s gone upstairs to shower and sleep."

"Done filling them? Good job."

"Here, have an apple."

Zhou Yaling instinctively caught the apple her brother casually tossed over. "What if I didn’t catch it and it fell to the ground?"

"Look, you caught it, so why should I worry?"

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes and took a bite of the apple.

"I heard from them that on Laba Festival, the cafeteria will cook Laba porridge. Is that true?"

"Laba porridge? Is Laba almost here?" Mo Jingchun seemed surprised, then said innocently, "It’s such a small thing, I don’t handle it personally. Since the news came from your executive office, it must be true, probably Old Xu’s idea."

Turning the calendar, Mo Jingchun was surprised again.

Raising his head to look at Zhou Yaling, who was gnawing on apple skin, he said, "Tomorrow is the Laba Festival."

"It sure is." Observing her brother’s expression, Zhou Yaling burst into laughter and said, "Don’t tell me you didn’t know."

"Obviously, I just saw it on the calendar."

Counting on his fingers, Mo Jingchun said with a smile, "That means it’s only half a month until the Little New Year."

"In half a month, I can go to the father-in-law’s house and try to finalize the wedding."

"Maybe in a year or two, have a little baby for Candy to watch over. Perfect!"

Zhou Yaling rolled her eyes and said coldly, "Relying on Candy to take care of the baby? She’d lead them astray?"

"Tsk tsk, brother, just listening to you talk about it, I can already picture the kids fighting over the remote."

Mo Jingchun said with a pleased expression, "No problem, as long as there’s no TV, there’ll be no fighting over the remote."

"That’s getting ahead of yourself, you’re not even married yet."

Stretching and standing with his hands on his hips, Mo Jingchun said, "You should also rest early."

The next day at noon, with the sun shining, no wind, and outdoor temperatures in the teens, it was slightly warm for employees wearing down jackets.

After collecting three portions of food, Mo Jingchun noticed that the cafeteria indeed provided Laba porridge today.

Rice, Laba porridge, two main dishes to choose from.

It was unsurprising that most people wanted to choose the rare Laba porridge.

"One bowl of Laba porridge, please."

As Mo Jingchun drank the Laba porridge, he thought it tasted alright but felt it was slightly off. It didn’t taste as good as the Laba porridge cooked in an iron pot at home.

Thinking about it, Mo Jingchun still felt something was wrong—Laba porridge tastes best when reheated after cooling.

Everyone watched as their boss alternated between frowning and smiling, gradually calming down.

Everyone knew that when the boss was in a daze, he was usually thinking about a problem, possibly a new product.

After a long time, sensing the atmosphere was odd, Mo Jingchun asked confusedly, "Why isn’t anyone talking?"

"Boss, everyone was worried about interrupting your thoughts, so they quieted down."

"Is that all?"

"Yes."

Mo Jingchun remained silent. He couldn’t honestly tell everyone he had been contemplating how to make Laba porridge taste better.

After silently finishing his lunch, Mo Jingchun asked his aunt for a pot of Laba porridge. Amidst the curious gazes of the staff, Mo Jingchun left the cafeteria with the pot.

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