Chapter 51 Departure
"If you want to blame someone, you should blame Li Luo! If it weren't for her, none of this would have happened. I wouldn't have been kicked out of the Ling family, and Xiaolian wouldn't have been so anxious to marry Ling Zhuoqun and do such a thing."

"So the person who deserves to die is Li Luo!" Wang Xiumei said angrily.

"How good was Xiao Ling to us before? He sent us meat and spoke to us respectfully. But now it's too late. With Li Luo whispering in his ear, Xiao Ling came back to me in no time!"

As she spoke, Wang Xiumei shed two crocodile tears.

"It's useless even if you kill me now. Xiaolian still can't be released. You have to ask Ling Zhuoqun for help."

"But Ling Zhuoqun has that woman Li Luo by his side, so he will definitely not let Xiaolian come out so easily."

When Li's mother heard this, she felt it made sense. But was Li Luo really a vixen who spread evil words to confuse people as Wang Xiumei said?

Li's mother was skeptical about what Wang Xiumei said.

"Tell me, what exactly happened today?" Li's mother glared at Li Aiguo and said.

Li Aiguo swallowed and then told his mother everything that happened today.

When Li Aiguo said that it was Li Luo who suggested calling the police, he instantly flew into a rage: "It was indeed this vixen. She was the one who bewitched Xiao Ling and made Xiao Ling call the police!"

Li's mother spoke in a decisive manner.

Li Luo, who was taking a shower at home, sneezed twice at the same time: Who is so uncultured as to scold her behind her back?
The next day, Li Luo woke up early in the morning and found that Ling Zhuoqun had already gotten up and had even cut the chicken and potatoes.

Huh? How did this man know that potatoes can be fried? But Li Luo was very satisfied. She hadn't eaten fried potatoes for a long time.

Ling Zhuoqun was not at home, and Li Luo guessed that Ling Zhuoqun had gone to borrow a tricycle.

The mung bean soup was prepared the night before and chilled in the refrigerator.

All that's left is fried chicken nuggets.

Li Luo swiftly put on an apron, put the chicken pieces in an enamel basin, sprinkled some flour and cumin, five-spice powder and salt, poured some water, mixed the chicken pieces and flour into a yogurt-like state, and evenly coated each chicken piece with the batter.

A lot of oil was poured into the pot. When the temperature of the oil reached a point where dense small bubbles appeared when chopsticks were inserted, Li Luo began to add the chicken pieces.

After a while, Ling Xiaolei rubbed his sleepy eyes and ran to the kitchen. In the kitchen, Li Luo was busy. Ling Xiaolei just poked his head in and shrank back in an instant.

Is it inappropriate for him to be here now?
But the fried chicken smells so good~ He wants to go in and try one.

Li Luo noticed some movement behind him, turned around and found that it was Ling Xiaolei. Li Luo waved his hand, motioning Ling Xiaolei to come over.

"Aunt Li...Aunt Li..." Ling Xiaolei said in a low voice.

"Awake so early?" Li Luo asked with a smile.

Ling Xiaolei nodded and boldly approached Li Luo.

"The oil temperature here is too high, please be careful." Li Luo stood in front of the stove, busy frying chicken.

"Want to try it?" Li Luo felt amused when he saw Ling Xiaolei's eager look.

Ling Xiaolei hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. "You can't eat it now. It needs to be fried again to taste good." After Li Luo put the last piece of chicken into the pot, he turned around and got the potatoes.

Ling Xiaolei looked at the golden fried chicken nuggets by Li Luo and didn't understand what Li Luo meant by re-frying. However, he had seen his father frying twisted dough sticks before. The first time, the color was still light, but when he fried it the second time, it became darker.

Maybe chicken nuggets also need a similar process?

Seeing that Ling Xiaolei was still in a daze and seemed to want to do something, Li Luo stepped aside and asked, "Do you want to try it too?"

Ling Xiaolei was shocked. He was indeed interested, but the temperature of the oil pan was very high and he was still a little scared.

"Just slide the potatoes carefully along the edge of the pot." As he spoke, Li Luo demonstrated to Ling Xiaolei.

Ling Xiaolei tried to make one and found that it was just as Li Luo said. It was such a great sense of accomplishment!
However, Ling Xiaolei's enthusiasm only lasted for three minutes. When Ling Xiaoguang brought Yaya downstairs, Ling Xiaolei ran out again to see Ling Xiaoguang preparing milk powder for Yaya.

Without the interruption of others, Li Luo's progress was much faster. After a while, the potatoes and chicken nuggets were re-fried. Li Luo placed the re-fried food in a colander to drain the oil, then found some kraft paper, folded it into a funnel shape, and packaged it.

Li Luo also tore the chicken breast into pieces, colored it with soy sauce, fried it, and mixed it with chili, salt and MSG. A spicy and fragrant spicy chicken shreds was ready.

When Li Luo finished working in the kitchen, Ling Zhuoqun also came back, and Li Luo brought the spicy shredded chicken to the table.

It is delicious to drink a bowl of porridge with spicy shredded chicken.

After dinner, Li Luo dressed Yaya up beautifully. She put a pink hairpin in her hair and tied two small buns into her hair, making her look like a doll in a New Year picture. She also put a small foreign hat on Yaya.

This was also bought when we came back from the city that day. It is decorated with sunflowers, which matches Yaya's floral skirt very well and has a pastoral style.

Li Luo wore a denim skirt, a white shirt, and a sun-protective jacket. There was no sunscreen in that era, so she could only choose physical sunscreen.

Brother Ling Xiaoguang also put on new clothes and new shoes, and Ling Xiaolei's face was filled with an excited smile.

Ling Zhuoqun also placed three chairs on the tricycle, one larger one and two smaller ones.

Ling Xiaolei volunteered to put all the prepared food, including Yaya's milk powder, in his schoolbag. With the schoolbag on his back, Ling Xiaolei looked very satisfied and jumped onto the tricycle in two steps.

Li Luo originally wanted to pick up Yaya first and then slowly get into the car, but after Ling Zhuoqun took Yaya, he stood behind Li Luo and supported Li Luo.

Li Luo felt the force of Ling Zhuoqun's chicken, and for some reason, her heart started beating very fast: "Thank... Thank you, Mr. Ling."

"You're welcome." After saying that, Ling Zhuoqun took a big step and sat on the seat of the tricycle.

Tsk, the legs are really long! Even the stride is not big, Li Luo can think of Ling Zhuoqun's handsome appearance when riding a motorcycle.

Along the way, the dirt road was full of potholes, but Ling Zhuoqun drove very steadily. Even if it shook, the amplitude was not large. Compared with the bus, riding a tricycle was much more comfortable, and there was no need to worry about any strange smell.

Along the way, Li Luo walked in the breeze, looking at the shadows of the trees receding around him. He didn't know how long it had been since he had experienced such a leisurely feeling.

Ling Xiaolei held his schoolbag in his hands and kept sniffing the aroma inside. He hadn't even had time to taste a piece of chicken nuggets, but he ate a lot of spicy shredded chicken and almost licked the plate clean.

Seeing Ling Xiaolei's pitiful appearance, Li Luo smiled and said, "Eat if you want."

(End of this chapter)