Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"Ling'er!"

"Fourth Sister!"

At this moment, Su Qingyue and several other sisters-in-law also rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

When they saw the wreckage in the yard and the dark, humanoid figure, everyone turned pale.

Su Qingyue was heartbroken and, disregarding the mess of the ruins, rushed over and pulled Gu Ling'er to check everything from top to bottom.

"You silly child! How many times have I told you not to play with dangerous things at home!"

"Why are you so disobedient? Are you hurt? Is anything bothering you?"

Su Qingyue's voice was full of reproach, but even more so, it was filled with deep worry.

Gu Ling'er buried her head in Su Qingyue's arms, rubbing the black ash all over her.

She stopped her earlier "cute" approach towards Lin Mo and defended herself with a righteous air.

"Sister, I'm fine! This time it really isn't my fault!"

"It's that 'Thunderbolt Fireball' that's being disobedient. I told it to wait a bit, but it insisted on exploding right now..."

Lin Mo stood at the door, his temples throbbing.

Thunderbolt... Thunderfire Bomb?

bomb?!

This girl is building bombs at home?!

Just then, a soft, weak voice came from behind.

"Sister, are you alright? I heard a really loud bang!"

Accompanied by the sound, a petite figure stumbled and ran into the courtyard.

Her voice was clear and sweet, like it was coated in honey, with a slight tremor as if she was about to cry.

The person who came was none other than Fifth Sister-in-law, Gu Meng'er.

She and Gu Ling'er are twin sisters, both eighteen years old.

The two have identical, pure, innocent, and delicate baby faces, but their figures are both extremely developed, truly childlike faces with huge... well, you know.

However, their temperaments are completely different.

If Gu Ling'er is like a popping candy hidden inside a candy wrapper, then Gu Meng'er is like a milk pudding served in a white porcelain bowl.

Gu Meng'er wore a pale yellow ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) today, her long hair was styled into cute double buns, and she was holding a small paper bag in her arms. Her well-behaved appearance was enough to melt anyone's heart.

Early this morning, she went to the most famous "Guiyuezhai" in the south of the city to queue up for pastries. But as soon as she returned home, she heard that familiar, terrifying loud noise.

When Gu Meng'er saw the ruins in the courtyard and the charred body of her "sister," her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"elder sister!"

She exclaimed and rushed over, hugging Gu Ling'er tightly.

"Waaah...you scared me to death! I thought..."

When her younger sister hugged her like that, Gu Ling'er, who had just been so self-righteous, immediately straightened her back and instantly switched to "reliable older sister" mode.

She stretched out her dark claws and patted Gu Meng'er's smooth hair, with a confident tone that said "no problem."

"Oh dear, little sister, why are you crying? I'm perfectly fine!"

"The power of this 'Thunderbolt Fireball' was a bit beyond our expectations, we couldn't control it. It's a minor incident, a small one!"

Lin Mo stood aside, looking at the twin sisters whose styles were so drastically different, and fell into deep thought.

Good guy.

The hardware configurations are exactly the same, but the factory-installed systems are different: one comes with Battlefield Commander and the other with Little Rabbit Candy.

Are these two really from the same mother?

Seeing that her sister was indeed not injured, but just a little disheveled, Gu Meng'er finally stopped sobbing.

It was at this moment that she noticed Lin Mo standing at the door.

Their eyes met, and the little girl's face flushed instantly. She quickly got out of her sister's arms and straightened her skirt.

She took small, dainty steps and obediently moved in front of Lin Mo, curtsied slightly, and spoke in a timid yet adorable voice.

"Uncle...I'm sorry...my sister didn't mean to cause you trouble..."

Looking at his shy and obedient sister-in-law, who seemed to want to bury her face in her chest, Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh.

They were cut from the same mold, one capable of tearing a hole in the sky, the other struggling even to speak to someone.

really interesting.

"It's good that everyone is alright."

A gentle smile spread across Lin Mo's face, and he deliberately softened his voice.

"If the yard is blown up, we can just repair it. It's a minor issue."

As he spoke, Lin Mo's gaze passed over Gu Meng'er and fell on Gu Ling'er, who was still brushing the dust off her body, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

"Fourth Sister-in-law, what is that 'Thunderbolt Fireball' you have? It's so powerful!"

Upon hearing that Lin Mo was interested in her "work," Gu Ling'er's big eyes instantly lit up like stars in the night sky.

She rushed to Lin Mo in a few strides, her face no longer showing any remorse for causing trouble, but instead radiating excitement and pride.

"Uncle, you've come to the right person!"

"Let me tell you, this 'Thunderbolt Fireball' is my masterpiece!"

"I removed the impurities from the saltpeter, added three kinds of explosive enhancers, and then compacted it with an iron mold..."

"Its principle is that it releases instantaneously, generating a violent impact and high temperature! Do you understand? It's just a 'boom'!"

As she spoke, she gestured the shape of an explosion with her hand, her face beaming with excitement.

"This was just an accident! My goal is to precisely control the blast radius and power!"

"I even gave them different names!"

"For example, the 'Flying Fire Meteor Enhanced Edition' with a range of 300 paces, and the 'Immovable King Ultimate Edition' that can blow open city gates! And there's the 'Buddha's Wrath Lotus Premium Edition' that I'm currently developing!"

Lin Mo's eyes twitched as he listened.

This isn't just quirky and clever, it's practically a walking "human TNT"!

If these things were used on the battlefield...

Lin Mo suddenly became excited.

He was listening intently, and Gu Ling'er was also talking attentively; a strangely harmonious atmosphere of "academic exchange" permeated the two of them.

But just then, a pale white hand precisely grabbed Gu Ling'er's ear.

It is Su Qingyue.

The gentle and virtuous First Madam, at this moment, had her eyebrows furrowed and her face was filled with "unbearable anger".

"Gu! Ling! Er!"

"Ouch! Sister! That hurts!"

Gu Ling'er instantly lost her composure, baring her teeth and begging for mercy.

"Return the Buddha's wrathful lotus? I think you're trying to ascend to heaven!"

Su Qingyue was both angry and amused, so she grabbed her ear and pulled her outside.

"Come back to Nongyue Pavilion with me! Look at you, you're dirtier than the Kitchen God! Come back with me and wash yourself clean!"

"No, sister! I haven't told Uncle about my 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Ascending to Heaven' plan yet..."

As Gu Ling'er was being dragged along, she still stubbornly called out to Su Qingyue.

The other sisters-in-law followed suit, muttering:

"Ling'er, you can't play this anymore, it's too dangerous. Last time you blew up the kitchen."

"Yes, look, you've scared Meng'er to tears."

"..."

In the blink of an eye, only Lin Mo and Gu Meng'er remained in the messy courtyard.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Gu Meng'er then realized that she was alone with Lin Mo.

Her face flushed instantly, and her heart pounded like a rabbit's, about to leap out of her throat.

With her head down, she shoved the small paper bag she had been carefully protecting into Lin Mo's arms into his hand with a reckless abandon.

"Uncle...this is for you to try..."

"Guiyuezhai's new Osmanthus Sugar Cake... is very, very delicious..."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Mo's reply, Gu Meng'er lifted her skirt, turned around and ran away.

That figure, like a shy wisp of smoke, quickly followed in the direction of her sisters.

Lin Mo looked at the paper package in his hand, which still held the warmth of the girl's body, and shook his head with a wry smile.

He untied the string and opened the paper package.

Several delicate pastries shaped like plum blossoms lay quietly inside, sprinkled with a fine layer of dried osmanthus flowers, emitting a sweet but not cloying fragrance.

Lin Mo picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The pastries melt in your mouth.

The softness of the glutinous rice and the fragrance of the osmanthus blossoms instantly burst on the taste buds.

Mmm, sweet.