"Meng Qiyun, just try your best to trick me!" Yuan Xudong cursed and took out a banknote from his wallet and slapped it into her hand, "If you don't count one hundred taels, I will stay at your house."
Meng Qiyun accepted it as soon as he saw it, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Yuan Xudong cleared his throat and winked at her, "Help me figure out when your father and mother will come back."
"What do you think you are doing?" Meng Qiyun narrowed his eyes, his face became more alert.
Yuan Xudong grinned and showed a simple smile, "I'm going to get married to Chun Yu."
"So? What does it have to do with my father and my mother?"
"Of course it does matter!" Yuan Xudong began to settle old scores, "When your father and your mother got married, I contributed money and effort. I was as tired as a dog every day. Now it's my turn. I have to get some interest back no matter what.
?”
"There happens to be an empty space in my backyard. When your father comes back, ask him to help dig a pond and plant lotus flowers. Then I can sit by the river with Chunyu and enjoy the flowers. How beautiful."
"Well, it's quite beautiful." Meng Qiyun nodded.
Yuan Xudong smiled proudly, "Hey, I knew this idea was feasible. It would be even better if we could build a pavilion by the pond. Your father is tall..."
Meng Qiyun couldn't help but interrupt him, "I mean, you have a beautiful idea. My father is sleeping outside and can't eat or sleep well. When he comes back, you have to ask him to dig a pond and build a pavilion.
, do you have a heart?"
Yuan Xudong: "It seems a bit excessive... then forget it."
He scratched the back of his head, then looked at Meng Qiyun's serious face, feeling sad, "Chun Yu and I will have a baby in the future. If you dare to cheat me again, I will let her beat you."
Meng Qiyun glanced at him and sneered disdainfully.
"Hey, look at your little eyes, who are you looking down on?" Yuan Xudong replied with a disdainful sneer, already picturing the cute look of his daughter domineeringly protecting her father.
Little did he know that a few years later, the baby girl he had longed for would come, but they didn't care about him as a biological father at all. Instead, they followed Meng Qiyun around and called her sister all day long.
Alas, mentioning it brings tears of bitterness again.
Meng Qiyun stopped talking nonsense with him. He took out the copper coins and the small broken bowl in his pocket and started counting them. After counting, he suddenly jumped up like a grasshopper, grinned and ran away.
Yuan Xudong chased after him, "What do you mean? Tell me the result before you leave!"
Meng Qiyun turned around and quickly said, "My parents are coming back." After saying that, he ran even faster.
At Baiwan Noodle Shop, Mr. He was chatting with regular customers in the shop. When he looked up, he saw Meng Qiyun running into the shop sweating profusely. He thought she had encountered an accident, so he even stepped forward and asked: "What's wrong? Someone is bullying you."
Already?"
Meng Qiyun shook his head randomly and gasped: "Mom and dad, they, they are coming back!"
A simple sentence, like a pebble thrown into a lake, caused ripples and made the noodle shop boil in an instant.
"Boss Shen is coming back?"
"She is finally willing to come back. Without seeing her, the noodles no longer taste good."
"Put it down. Yesterday, I saw you eating three bowls of noodles by yourself. If it didn't taste good, you could finish three bowls. If it tasted good, would you be ready to eat it with us?"
"It's not impossible. Just wash yourself and lie down in the pot. I'll eat you tomorrow."
There was a burst of laughter in the store, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
However, Mr. He entered a high-tension mode, holding his apron with his hands and muttering in a low voice like chanting: "We have finished the chickens, no ducks, and no fish... No, we have to buy vegetables. Fang Zhenshan, stop lighting the fire, hit the car and get out."
shopping!"
Meng Qiyun realized something was wrong, and rushed to her to explain: "Grandma, don't worry, wait for me..."
"Yun'er, don't go to fortune telling today. Stay and look at the store. Your grandfather and I went out to buy groceries." He interrupted her angrily. After speaking, Meng Qiyun rushed away like a gust of wind before she could say anything.
go out.
Meng Qiyun: "..." My parents won't be back for more than ten days. Isn't it a little... early to buy groceries now?
Mrs. He was so immersed in the joy that her daughter and son-in-law were about to return that she couldn't help herself. She was so busy buying vegetables, meat, wine and milk that her feet didn't even touch the floor.
After shopping, he went back. The sun was already setting in the west. He was afraid that he would not have enough time. He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to wash the dishes. He hurriedly locked the door of the shop and started to rush to Yanghua Village.
Meng Qiyun kept looking for opportunities to interrupt on the way, but He's words were too tight and did not give her a chance to speak.
"After I get home, I have to stew the pig's trotters first and make a stuffed pig's trotters with peanuts. It will be suffocated and easy to bite."
"This sea bass is fresh. Let's clean it up and steam it. I remember Qingqing loves this bite the most."
"..."
Meng Qiyun's mouth watered more and more as he listened. Then he thought, the food has already been bought and it will go bad after more than ten days, so it is better to eat it today.
Well, that's how it should be.
She's not greedy, she just doesn't want to waste it.
An hour later, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark.
Mr. He, who was so busy that he was so busy, finally remembered the most critical question: "Yun'er, when exactly will your parents come back? It's too late and I'm afraid the food will get cold."
Meng Qiyun raised his head and showed an emotionless smile, "They have just set off now. They will be back in about ten days."
Mr. He was stupid. After ten days, her food would no longer be food, it would be excrement...
Alas, the whole afternoon was wasted!
Mr. He slapped his sore shoulders and couldn't help complaining: "Kid, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"If someone wants to say something, you have to give them a chance to speak." Fang Zhenshan poked his head out from behind the stove and complained to her: "Have you stopped talking this afternoon?"
He: "..."
It seems like it never stopped...
But isn't she too happy?
"What should we do now? Are the vegetables still stir-fried?" Fang Zhenshan asked, pointing to the untouched vegetable leaves on the chopping board.
"No more frying. It's boring. You can just eat it." Mr. He put the spatula into the pot and left dejectedly.
Meng Qiyun licked his lips and looked at Fang Zhenshan with an innocent expression, "My brother must be exhausted after studying all day. If he doesn't eat more, he will be hungry at night."
Fang Zhenshan clapped his sleeves and stood up, "You light the fire, and I'll cook the rest." No matter what I do, I can't make the child hungry.
The sound of sizzling cooking sounded again in the kitchen.
Meng Qiyu smelled the fragrant smell of meat as soon as she entered the courtyard. She was so happy that her eyebrows flew to the sky, "Wow, it smells so good!"
Mr. He sighed and said, "It smells good. Grandma cooked it with her tears. Eat it and cherish it."
Tears? Stir-fried vegetables?
Meng Qiyu blinked his eyes, feeling a little confused, "Can tears also be used as seasoning?"
He grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and thought for a while, then said to Mr. He: "Grandma is getting older, so stop crying. It's not good."
Mr. He felt relieved and said happily: "Yu'er is so good, she knows how to love grandma."
The next moment I heard him say seriously: "I will cry from now on, three times a day, so that I will not be short of tears for fried pork."
He can also eat meat three times a day. This chapter has been completed!