4 3, a warm family of three._1

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The next day, early in the morning.

At six-thirty in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time.

Li Jinwen woke from her sleep and, out of habit, pushed with her arm, intending for Lin Mo to turn off the alarm, but her push met with emptiness.

"Huh?"

She slowly opened her eyes and found that Lin Mo was not in bed.

"Where's my husband?"

Li Jinwen yawned, puzzled, slipped on her slippers, pushed open the bedroom door, and smelled a burst of delicious food aroma.

Looking at the dining table, several exquisite dishes were already laid out.

"Awake already?"

Lin Mo poked his head out of the kitchen, smiling, and said, "Go wash your face, then wake up Xiaoxiao, I just have one more soup to finish."

Huh?

Li Jinwen looked at the dishes on the table and inhaled the chicken soup scent that filled the air, her brain frantically trying to remember.

Why make so many delicious dishes?

Could today be some important day?

Wedding anniversary?

No, that's not it!

Xiaoxiao's birthday?

That's not it either!

My husband's birthday?

The first day we met?

First kiss?

First date?

First movie?

None of them are right!

Li Jinwen now finally understood the nervousness and embarrassment when she asked Lin Mo what the day was, and he couldn't answer.

After brainstorming for a full minute, Li Jinwen, who really couldn't remember anything, could only sheepishly say with an apologetic tone, "Husband... I'm sorry... I've forgotten what day it is today."

Huh?

Lin Mo was also taken aback.

However, he quickly understood from his wife's expression what she was thinking.

This cute and panicked look mirrored his own when he couldn't recall what an important day it was.

Indeed,

Two types of people won't emerge from the same nest.

Lin Mo said with a smile, "Today isn't any special day, it's just that it's been a long time since I cooked, and I wanted to make a nice meal for you and Xiaoxiao!"

"Hurry up and wash up!"

Not any special day?

Li Jinwen frowned, not moving to wash up. Instead, she walked over to the dining table to take a close look.

Tofu and shrimp pancakes, silky egg custard, stir-fried lettuce, and crispy scallion pancakes.

Her expression grew even more puzzled as she went straight into the kitchen, lifting the lid of the sand pot emitting a chicken soup fragrance to take a closer look.

Inside was a clear-stewed old hen with many side ingredients.

"The chicken soup isn't ready yet..."

Before Lin Mo could finish, Li Jinwen was already staring into his eyes, saying, "Not counting the time you took to prepare the ingredients, this chicken soup has been stewing for at least two hours, right?"

Lin Mo, not understanding why, could only nod.

His wife was right; the chicken soup indeed had been stewing for two hours.

Li Jinwen pointed at the clock on the living room wall and said, "It's only six-thirty in the morning now, and we went to bed at midnight. That means you must have started cooking at four in the morning."

"Do you think that's normal?"

Looking at his wife's reaction, Lin Mo genuinely felt that having the Intelligence System was truly wasted on him.

How wonderful to have a wife instead!

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This analytical ability is simply terrifying!

However, Li Jinwen got one thing wrong. Lin Mo didn't get up at four in the morning; he hadn't slept at all throughout the night.

In the past, he was an optimistic and cheery individual who struggled to survive in Rakshasa City with a bit of brute strength.

An NPC-like small fry.

As time passed and he got older, Lin Mo gradually accepted his ordinary status, choosing to reconcile with life, to let himself off the hook, not to expect too much, but just to run his little household diligently.

It wasn't enlightenment; it was helplessness after despair.

But the advent of the Intelligence System gave Lin Mo new hope for life and directly caused his insomnia throughout the night.

In the first half of the night, he poured over the data templates of the system; in the latter half, bored of lying in bed, he simply came to the kitchen, wanting to make a sumptuous breakfast for his family.

So this was the scene now unfolding before him.

"Honey... are you seriously ill?" Li Jinwen, looking at the silent Lin Mo, noticed her eyes gradually reddening, "You must tell me if something's wrong. Xiaoxiao and I are your most...."

Li Jinwen's voice abruptly stopped because Lin Mo had kissed her.

The best way to stop a woman from talking is with a kiss.

Of course,

This method only works between couples or spouses.

Otherwise, a girl might fall silent, but she's likely to call the police afterward.

After the kiss,

Lin Mo gently embraced his wife's body and whispered into her ear, "Unless something unexpected happens, you'll have a hard time becoming a widow in the next few decades. I really just had some insomnia last night, then on a whim, I just wanted to drink some chicken soup, and also wanted to make a sumptuous breakfast for you all!"

"Go wake Xiaoxiao up, or she'll be late."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really??"

"Oh my!!"

"But you must tell me if anything happens, don't hide it from me, I wouldn't be able to handle it...."

"Alright, alright, are you silly? Hurry up, or the food will get cold!"

"Okay!!"

Before long,

The family sat down together at the dining table.

Lin Xiaoxiao, seeing a table full of delicious food, had her eyes shining. Just like her mom earlier, her mouth formed an 'O' shape, and she asked in surprise, "Dad, Mom, what's the occasion today?"

Li Jinwen ladled a bowl of chicken soup for Lin Xiaoxiao and said affectionately, "Today? Today is your dad's crazy day!"

Huh?

Crazy?

Lin Xiaoxiao stared at Lin Mo and finally said after a long while, "Dad... can you go crazy every day?"

"Haha..."

All three couldn't help but laugh.

The morning light streamed in through the small window, adding a few more touches of warmth to this cozy family.

After breakfast,

Li Jinwen combed Lin Xiaoxiao's hair, while Lin Mo cleaned up and washed the dishes.

By the time all the chores were done, it was already 7:20 in the morning.

Lin Mo took off his apron, donned a slightly peeling black leather jacket, and said to Li Jinwen, "Wife, I'll take Xiaoxiao today. You can rest at home."

"I'll pick you up tonight, and we'll go to the parent-teacher conference together."

"Then, after the conference, we'll take a stroll on the street as a family and buy some clothes for you and Xiaoxiao."

The weather was getting colder, but Li Jinwen was still wearing clothes bought the year before last.

"I don't need any. I have plenty of clothes," Li Jinwen thought for a moment and said, "But Xiaoxiao does need to buy a couple of items. She's grown a lot this year, and her old clothes are getting short."

After saying this, she asked, "So you don't have to work today?"

"Hmm, we'll see. There probably won't be anything today, I'll take a day off." Lin Mo nodded, took his daughter by the hand, and said, "Xiaoxiao, say goodbye to Mom."

"Bye, Mom."

"Goodbye, take care on the road."