I'm afraid she can only rest assured if she finds a man who is a little older than her and treats her like a child.
Otherwise, you will definitely suffer a loss.
Auntie's shout came from the room. Ayuan said that Auntie was calling them for breakfast.
For breakfast, my aunt cooked porridge, made noodle cakes, and each person also cooked an egg and several plates of side dishes for rice, which were simple and nutritious.
My aunt's little grandson climbed up on the table, reached out, took a piece of cake, and ate it in big gulps.
The aunt reached out and patted the little guy on the head, frowned and said something reproachful to him.
The little guy stuck out his tongue, looked at Mu Mu and Zhao Qingqing cautiously, and slowed down his eating speed, looking like he had been greatly wronged.
"Children have to eat big mouthfuls." Mu Mu smiled and reached out to touch the little guy's head to comfort him.
The little guy was comforted, and the grievance in his eyes immediately disappeared, and his face became playful and smiling again.
When he lowered his head to eat, his eyes suddenly saw the small wooden head sticking out of Mu Mu's pocket, "Huh? Sister, what is this?"
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the wooden man out of Mu Mu's pocket, holding it in his hand and looking at it.
Suddenly, A Yuan stretched out his hand and snatched the wooden figure away, then handed it to Mu Mu. His action was a bit too strong, and the little guy felt aggrieved again.
"I just had a look. Brother Ayuan is so cruel." He stood up angrily and leaned towards Mu Mu.
Seeing that the little guy was angry, A Yuan quickly stretched out his hand to touch his head and comfort him, "I'll go to town to buy it for you tomorrow."
Mu Mu held the little wooden man and wanted to tell the children, ‘If you like it, I’ll give it to you’.
But A Yuan seemed to mind very much.
Thinking about it, she reluctantly stuffed the wooden figure back into her pocket. It was better not to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.
Zhao Qingqing leaned into Mu Mu's ear gossipingly, "The little wooden figurine the young man gave you is quite nice."
Mu Mu glanced sharply at Zhao Qingqing, warning her with her eyes that if she dared to think wildly or gossip again, she would be more beautiful than her.
Zhao Qingqing retracted his neck pretending to be scared, but his smile became even more gossipy.
She lowered her head and finished an egg in two mouthfuls, and finished a bowl of porridge in three or two mouthfuls.
"I'm full, you guys eat slowly, I have to go to work." She stood up, turned around and walked towards the house.
The old man was not seen at the dinner table.
After dinner, Mu Mu had just stood up to help her aunt clear away the dishes, when someone knocked on the courtyard door outside.
Auntie put down her bowls and chopsticks and glanced at the courtyard door warily.
"I'll open the door." A Yuan stood up and walked towards the door, "Who is it?"
He walked to the door without opening it in a hurry, and asked in Mandarin who was knocking outside.
A mature man's voice came from outside, "Is Mu Mu here?"
The tone was very polite.
Hearing this, Mu Mu's eyes lit up, he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, walked towards the door, "Open the door, it's my friend."
A Yuan heard this and opened the courtyard door.
A taller man stood at the door. The man was wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and the high-end leather shoes on his feet had some dirt on them.
Even with all the dust, he can't cover up his aura that makes people surrender.
"You came really fast." Mu Mu stood behind A Yuan, folding his hands on his chest, with a playful smile in the corner of his eyes, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.
Sometimes her eyes are quite poisonous when it comes to seeing things. For example, when Luo Jian is not innocent towards Zhao Qingqing, she sees things very accurately.
