The first time in history

Chapter 122 Mingduo and Leilei were born on the same month, day and time

Qian Mingduo was secretly happy. Lin Leilei's explanation made him very satisfied.

The two bought some vegetables at the vegetable market. Every time they came to a vegetable stall, Qian Mingduo would skillfully select fresh vegetables, while Lin Leilei stood by and watched her.

Qian Mingduo picked up this or that vegetable from time to time, carefully checking its quality. After he selected an ingredient, he would put it in the shopping basket and bargain with the stall owner.

Lin Leilei found this scene very interesting. Looking at Qian Mingduo carefully selecting ingredients, she felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Every time after selecting ingredients and paying the bill, Lin Leilei would naturally hold Qian Mingduo's hand, as if it had become a habit.

However, for Qian Mingduo, such an action made him feel a little embarrassed and uncomfortable. After all, they were just neighbors, and such intimate behavior was really inappropriate.

However, when he looked around and saw that everyone around him was indifferent to them, he gradually relaxed.

It was almost five in the afternoon when they got home. Qian Mingduo walked into the kitchen and tied his apron skillfully, looking like a skilled chef.

Lin Leilei also changed her clothes and went into the kitchen to help Qian Mingduo. Under Qian Mingduo's arrangement, Lin Leilei was responsible for washing the vegetables, and Qian Mingduo was responsible for everything else.

When Lin Leilei walked towards the vegetable sink, because the kitchen was too narrow, she could only pass by closely following Qian Mingduo, causing her firm chest to sweep across Li Xuan's back.

Qian Mingduo glanced at Lin Leilei and saw that she was not embarrassed at all. She was humming Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey" while washing the rapeseed leaves.

Qian Mingduo was a little puzzled. Lin Leilei was plumper than other girls of her age. Qian Mingduo even doubted whether Lin Leilei was really only fifteen years old.

"Leilei," Qian Mingduo asked, "When is your birthday?" Qian Mingduo wanted to ask about Lin Leilei's birthday first, and then take the opportunity to ask her if she was fifteen years old.

"My birthday is on the fifth of July." Lin Leilei turned around and answered.

"The fifth of July?" Qian Mingduo was stunned for a moment. "Are you talking about the birthday according to the lunar calendar?"

"Yes, my parents have always celebrated my birthday according to the lunar calendar. This is what my grandfather has always emphasized. He said that we Chinese should celebrate our birthdays according to the lunar calendar. Those who celebrate their birthdays according to the solar calendar are foreigners."

"Huh?" She felt as if Qian Mingduo's side was still, without any sound. Lin Leilei turned around quickly and said, "Oh my god! You scared me."

Qian Mingduo stood blankly behind Lin Leilei, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, his eyes wide open like copper bells.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Leilei was shocked by Qian Mingduo's expression. "Why are you staring at me like that without saying anything?"

"Leilei!" Qian Mingduo's voice was obviously trembling. "Do you know?"

"What?" Lin Leilei asked softly, "What do you know?"

"We both..." Qian Mingduo turned around, put down the kitchen knife, clenched his fists, and waved them in the air. "We both have the same birthday. My birthday is also on the fifth day of the seventh lunar month."

"Really?" Lin Leilei happily threw the rapeseed in her hand onto the kitchen ceiling. "We really have the same birthday."

"What time were you born?" Qian Mingduo asked excitedly, "I was born at the Mao hour, which is between five and seven in the morning. My mother said I was born a little after six. What about you? What time were you born?"

"My mother said I was born at 5:30 in the morning." Lin Leilei asked anxiously, "So we were born at the same hour?"

"Yes, we were born at the same hour." Qian Mingduo let out a long breath. He blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Leilei excitedly. "We were both born at the hour of Mao."

"But mine is half past five, and yours is a little after six?" Lin Leilei showed a regretful expression.

"We were both born at the Mao hour," Qian Mingduo quickly explained, "Didn't I just say that? The Mao hour refers to the time from 5 to 7 in the morning. This period of time is the Mao hour, so... we were both born on the same month, the same day, and the same time."

"It's really amazing!" Lin Leilei exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with surprise. She held Qian Mingduo's hand tightly, as if to grasp this rare fate. "I really didn't expect that we are exactly the same except for different years." Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of excitement and emotion.

The two looked at each other silently, with an indescribable emotion surging in their hearts. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything around them became unimportant.

"Is this destined for us by God?" Qian Mingduo asked softly, his eyes full of expectation and longing for the future.

Lin Leilei smiled and nodded slightly to show her agreement. She believed that this coincidence was not accidental, but was specially arranged by God. Perhaps their fates had been closely linked for a long time, waiting for each other to meet.

“I don’t know if this is destined by God.” Lin Leilei picked up the rapeseed that fell on the ground, turned around and washed it silently, and said slowly and softly: “Anyway, I know that it was God who sent you to me.”

Qian Mingduo looked at Lin Leilei's graceful back, his heart filled with tenderness and attachment. He wanted to go forward and hug her tightly, feeling her warm body and fragrant breath, but his reason told him not to do so.

Because Lin Leilei is only fifteen years old! At this age, she is still just an innocent, pure and flawless girl, and her world is full of visions and dreams for the future.

Now he can only use his feelings to restrain her and prevent her from taking on the responsibilities and obligations of an adult too early.

So he stood there silently, looking at Lin Leilei lovingly.

The moment Su Yaqin walked into the living room, she was stunned by the scene in front of her. She stared ahead in disbelief with her eyes wide open and her mouth slightly open.

There were seven or eight plates on the dining table, and each plate had a bowl upside down on top of it. This was obviously a heat preservation measure to prevent the food from getting cold.

Her eyes slowly swept across the dining table, and a feeling of touching and warmth welled up in her heart. Although she didn't know what these dishes were, the room was filled with tempting aromas that made her salivate.

"Mom, you're back." Lin Leilei was carrying a dish out of the kitchen. Seeing Su Yaqin, she said happily, "Mom is so lucky. We just finished the last dish and she came in."

"Who cooked this dish?" Su Yaqin felt that it was Qian Mingduo who cooked it, but she was not sure, so she asked in confusion: "It wasn't you who cooked it, was it?"

"Does mom know if I can cook?" Lin Leilei put down the dishes and took the bag from her mother's hand. "This was made by Xiaoming brother."