If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

Chapter 185 The Daily Routine

There is no power to resist at the end of the season, or perhaps it is fate that favors Kun Ling to take over.

It is also the best choice.

Led by Kun Ling, the two walked out of the patriarch's mansion.

Return to Kunling's home.

There are no servants in her house.

The room is not big, compared to her status as the clan leader's daughter.

The house allocated to us seems too small.

It looks like a bungalow from a farmhouse.

There is a small courtyard in the middle, and there is no one else in the house except Kun Ling.

"Huh~huh~."

Kun Ling hummed a ballad and brought him to the living room.

There was only a small table in the living room, with a few small stools around it.

"Please sit down for a while, I'll go cook."

As she said this, Kun Ling smiled sweetly.

Let the end of the season be distracted for a moment.

Kun Ling went to the kitchen to prepare today's meal.

Look around at the end of the season.

I found the room to be quite empty, with not much furniture.

There are three rooms, but you can't see the interior of any of them from the living room.

It can be felt that there are not many people left in this house.

The floor was swept clean and the lighting was very good.

Through the window you can see Kun Ling busy in the kitchen.

She put on an apron and tied it in a big bow at the back.

Outlining her perfect figure.

"what is this."

Ji Mo let out a breath of foul air.

"Is this fate?"

His fate is in the hands of Kun Ling, who is the same age as him.

Judging from what the head of the Kun family said, he seems to be quite friendly towards Ji Mo.

I came to Kunling's house in a daze and wanted to eat the food cooked by Kunling.

The end of the season just felt a bit dreamy.

The development of things is really unpredictable.

"Hey, Jimo, can you help me wash the mushrooms in the basket?" "Just rinse them in the sink outside."

Kun Ling, who was in the kitchen, looked through the window at the end of the season.

"Oh, good."

Ji Mo picked up the basket in the living room, opened the door and went to the yard, put the mushrooms in the pool, and washed off the dirt on them.

Before I knew it, I was being ordered around by Kun Ling.

At the end of the season, he showed a relieved smile.

"What a strange development."

"But it seems not so bad." "Compared to those other old men who are as smart as monkeys, Kun Ling should be more emotional." "Thanks to the wonderful fate between the two of them, it seems that the threat to life has been reduced a lot."

"However, if I want to think better, shouldn't I build a good relationship with Kun Ling?" Ji Mo was thinking about these strange questions in his mind.

After watching Ji Mo go out for a long time, Kun Ling poked her head out of the door and looked at Ji Mo.

"Have you washed it clean?"

At the end of the season, he looked at Kun Ling and nodded.

"Come right away."

Kun Ling smiled slightly and retracted her exposed head.

A lighthearted ballad came out of her throat.

It made the tense spirit at the end of the season relax a little.

Ji Mo returned to the living room carrying the basket and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at the busy Kun Ling, he walked to the chopping board.

"Do you want it cut into chunks or slices?"

"Eh? I'll be fine."

Ji Mo shook his head.

"I came here uninvited, so of course I have to do something."

After hearing what happened at the end of the season, Kun Ling nodded.

"Okay then, cut it into thick slices and stir-fry it later."

The corners of Ji Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

"Thick slices?"

"What a weird description." Kun Ling laughed when she heard the complaints at the end of the season.

"Sorry, I forgot you didn't understand this."

"It's just a slightly thicker slice. Do you understand what I mean?" Kun Ling kept gesturing with her hands.

After hearing these words, a smile appeared on Ji Mo's lips.

He probably, perhaps, understood what it meant.

Pick up the kitchen knife and start chopping vegetables.

After cutting a few mushrooms, Ji Mo asked, seeing that the ingredients on the chopping board were enough for two people.

"Is your father, um...uncle coming back to eat with us?"

Kun Ling shook her head.

"No, but you have to cut more. I'll bring it to him later."

"He's always so busy he forgets to eat."

Ji Mo nodded.

I cut a few more mushrooms, and the slices of mushrooms almost filled the entire chopping board.

Looking at the busy end of the season, Kun Ling, who was doing nothing, smiled.

She scooped oil into the pot, waited for the oil to heat up, put the mushrooms on the chopping board in, and started stir-frying.

The aroma of oil filled the air, but at this point it was the end of the season and there was nothing else to do.

He was unwilling to sit idle, so he looked around the kitchen for the bowls and chopsticks he would use to serve the food.

While frying, Kun Ling prepared all the side dishes.

She stared at the pot and said to Ji Mo.

"Don't be busy anymore, just go to the living room and wait, the food will be ready soon." Ji Mo nodded, put the dishes he had just found aside, and returned to the living room.

Silence again.

This kind of life suddenly feels a bit commonplace.

It seemed like I had experienced this kind of daily life a long time ago.

I just can't remember the end of the season.

Perhaps this is from the experience of the previous life.

Although that experience has long since turned to ashes, only Qing Yuan remembers it.

Speaking of Qing Yuan, I feel even more confused at the end of the season.

She had no warning when Ji Feng attacked, and she did not show up afterwards.

It's like it disappeared completely.

At the end of the season, we also know that there had actually been a gap between the two of them for a long time.

Ji Mo was unwilling to believe Qing Yuan, nor was he willing to tell her those things.

After Qing Yuan felt this, her mood became obviously not right.

At the end of the season, I don’t know whether this is good or bad.

I don’t know if Qing Yuan is planning something behind the scenes.

The current situation at the end of the season is completely full of internal and external troubles.

The Qing Yuan in his body was constantly causing conflicts, and Ji Mo did not dare to use anything she gave him easily.

Outside, there are attacks from the main lineage, as well as the intricacies and intrigues among the various families.

If you are not careful, you will die under the sword.

I can’t help but sigh at the end of the season.

Did I live like this in my previous life?

Being able to reach the seventh level in this way is not easy, and it really requires extraordinary talent.

At the end of the season, when people were thinking, Kun Ling walked out of the kitchen with fried mushrooms.

The aroma of mushrooms is so fragrant that it makes your stomach growl at the end of the season.

Ji Mo just remembered that he had not eaten for almost a day since last night.

"Okay, okay, at the end of the season, do you want rice, or something?"

There is no selection at the end of the season.

"I eat whatever you eat. I'm not picky about food." "Huh? Not picky about food, then you're really easy to feed." Kun Ling smiled slightly and came back from the kitchen with the staple food.

She sat down next to Ji Mo and picked up the chopsticks.

"Come and try the dish I made." "I put a lot of effort into it." "This dish I cooked is really good."

Ji Mo held the bowl in one hand and the chopsticks in the other.

"Okay." He picked up the crystal-clear mushroom slices.

Put it in your mouth and chew it slowly.

The aroma exploded in his mouth.

The slight spiciness is just right and very appetizing.

Ji Mo nodded and praised.

"Very tasty."

"hey-hey."

Kun Ling was overjoyed and in a very good mood when she heard the praise.

She smiled, picked up a piece of mushroom and put it in her mouth.