Mo Cheng said oh.
I didn't dare to mention this matter again, so I could only turn off the lights and go to sleep.
…
Hu Xi'er had a sleepless night and felt like bags under her eyes were coming out. This was not because the nerdy Mo Cheng had an enlightenment yesterday.
If you expect him to be enlightened, you might as well believe in the nonsense that sows can grow into trees.
Mo Cheng looked at Hu Xier's haggard look stupidly. He didn't do much yesterday.
Why is Hu Xier so haggard?
Mo Cheng was a little confused.
Could it be...
After Mo Cheng thought for a moment, he asked tentatively: "Xie'er, you didn't think about that all night yesterday, right?"
"That thing?" Hu Xi'er raised an eyebrow and glared at Mo Cheng.
As Mo Cheng watched Hu Xier's actions, he suddenly realized that he must have become so haggard because he was thinking about the incident he brought up last night.
Thinking about it carefully, I blame myself for being too abrupt.
There was no time for Hu Xier to prepare.
Newton and Stephenson are both British. There is a big gap between them and the Longyan people in their living habits, clothing and so on.
After all, Britain is still living a life of eating hair and drinking blood.
But it's pretty much the same.
People here actually regard fish eggs as something only nobles can eat.
What's even more outrageous are the raw animal offal. They can actually tolerate it and eat it boiled in plain water without adding anything.
No matter in the future or now, Mocheng says no to this kind of so-called dish.
Although Hu Xier is now the chef, the situation is much better.
There was no more messy food, but Newton could still be seen, like other Britons, occasionally experimenting with gooey foods that had strange colors and flavors.
For these pastes, there is no need to look at the taste, just looking at the color has already put Mocheng away thousands of miles away.
But, nevertheless.
If Newton and Stephenson really want to go to Longyan, then problems like this will have to be solved.
I have to say that Hu Xier was very considerate.
I feel ashamed.
Mo Cheng smiled apologetically at Hu Xier.
Hu Xier was stunned. This nerd couldn't figure out why he was smiling at her. He was smiling so shyly. He was thinking of something.
"Xie'er, thank you for thinking so much. Hey, I was supposed to arrange these things, but I didn't expect you to think of them all."
Mo Cheng sighed: "It's my dereliction of duty."
"???" Hu Xier wanted to put a question mark on his forehead.
What do you mean, what is this guy talking about.
Mo Cheng looked at Hu Xi'er and felt even more distressed: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
"I thought you didn't welcome them, but I didn't expect you to welcome them to our home." Mo Cheng felt moved.
Hearing this, the others looked at Mo Cheng.
Hu Xier looked confused. What on earth did he do last night? How come I don't know that I have thought so much.
I didn't sleep well yesterday, all because of you, you bastard.
Curiously, he asked in a low voice: "Have you told your sister-in-law (sister-in-law) that we two want to go to Longyan?"
Mo Cheng nodded, and then said very straightforwardly: "You don't know, yesterday she heard that you were going to Longyan to live at my place, and she kicked me out at that time."
After hearing these words, everyone looked shocked, but they were not so shocked.
After all, according to Hu Xier's character, he can really do such a thing.
Unexpectedly, Hu Xier had such a strong opinion against them. If they went to Longyan, they didn't know what kind of treatment they would encounter at Mo Cheng's house.
The two of them turned their heads and looked at Hu Xier with confusion and fear.
Hu Xier's face turned red and she stared at Mo Cheng. Why did this bastard say anything to others? Was this the reason why I was angry yesterday?
It's not all because of you, you bastard, for what you did last night.
Hu Xier coughed twice, her face returned to calm, and she said without changing her expression and her heart not beating: "Don't misunderstand me, I very much hope that you two will visit Long Yan as guests."
"My house is enough for two people."
"Yesterday I had a quarrel with Mo Cheng, and it was purely because of a personal matter. Don't get me wrong. The main reason was Mo Cheng's fault."
Hu Xier put his hand on the table, moved it away and a deformed iron spoon fell on the table.
It seemed... that he was threatening them.
Hu Xier chuckled and said, "Does everyone remember it?"
Everyone swallowed in fear and looked at the deformed iron spoon. Newton had recently been doing research on force. He knew how much strength it took to bend an iron spoon.
At least most adult men can't bend it with one hand.
Stephenson is engaged in research and has used experiments to prove how long an iron spoon can be used. The answer is that it can be used for a long time. If it is not corroded by salt, there may be no problem after using it for ten years.
Mo Cheng has endured this unbearable weight before and has personal experience of Hu Xier's power.
The three of them swallowed in unison and did not dare to say anything.
But seeing through it without saying anything, the three people stiffly looked away from Hu Xier's face.
Hu Xier is very satisfied with this effect.
He sat down gently and looked at Mo Cheng as tenderly as Xiaojiabiyu.
Mo Cheng didn't dare to look at him.
Hu Xier said softly: "Okay, you two are going to Longyan. I support it. However, Mo Cheng and I are now under house arrest in Britain and cannot leave for the time being."
"I don't know when I can return to Longyan."
Hu Xier sighed: "You understand, right?"
The two of them were silent. They had long known about the fact that Hu Xier and Mo Cheng were under house arrest in Britain.
Despite the fact that both of them relied on research, Newton in particular seemed to have a very good relationship with George III, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and the British Prime Minister.
But that's not the case at all.
After all, Newton was just a scientific researcher.
Even if you have Harlan, the chancellor's badge in your hand.
But in fact, he doesn't have much power at all. It's like he is a member of Congress, but matters are discussed in Congress.
It's like he has nothing to do with it.
They are all in vain and false.
The only purpose of this name is to help Newton solve some problems that do not involve legal issues.
Get some privileges and let some people listen to your instructions.
Like the Sheriff of Britain.
Stephenson does not have this power. He is just a researcher on the Dreadnought-class battleship. He has a famous name, but no power.
Even for those royal nobles, they are just tools to ensure that they can make profits.
Thinking of this, both of them sighed heavily and looked at Mo Cheng and Hu Xier.
"Sorry, I can't help you with this matter."
Mo Cheng and Hu Xi'er expressed their understanding. They all believed in the religion of Long Yan's legendary figure Liu Zheng. They haven't replied yet, so maybe there is nothing they can do.
At this moment, the postman's voice sounded: "Sir, your letter."
