As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and rushed towards the hens, which made the hens scream and run around.
Wen Tingyu's laughter was also "geeky". While the hen was running around, he picked up two eggs and held one in each little hand.
"Oh, Teacher He, these eggs are still hot!" She exclaimed in surprise, then grimaced, "Oh! What is this, Teacher He!"
He Mengjie stepped forward to take a look and couldn't help laughing. "This is chicken shit!"
Wen Tingyu immediately grinned and was about to throw away the egg in his hand. He Mengjie quickly took out a tissue to catch the egg and said to her: "Go to the yard and wash your hands."
Wen Tingyu screamed and ran into the yard to wash her hands. He Mengjie looked at her little back and laughed.
At noon, fragrant scrambled eggs with tomatoes, green rapeseed, yellow steamed egg custard, a plate of fried shredded pork with green peppers, and a bowl of seaweed and egg soup were put on the table. Four dishes and one soup are nutritious and healthy, which is even more valuable.
The best thing is that these vegetables and eggs are the freshest, green and pollution-free.
After Wen Tingyu followed He Mengjie for a while, she was already hungry and devoured her food. He Mengjie looked at her with a smile and asked seductively: "Is the food cooked by Teacher He delicious?"
Wen Tingyu nodded and ate hard. Wang Zihao raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "I didn't expect your cooking to be so delicious!"
He Mengjie smiled but said nothing.
After her grandmother left, she and her grandfather depended on each other, so she naturally had to take on the role of the mistress of the family.
After eating and resting for a while, He Mengjie was about to go to work. He Dasheng repeatedly told her that he could take care of himself. He Mengjie was still worried and asked Aunt Wang in the back room to look after her.
Wang Zihao drove He Mengjie and Wen Tingyu back to Wenzheng Law Firm. When they arrived, it was exactly two o'clock and they caught up with Wang Zihao to go to work.
He Mengjie took Wen Tingyu to Wenxuan's office. Wenxuan was looking at some documents and asked without raising his head: "Has your family's affairs been settled?"
He Mengjie nodded, inexplicably a little embarrassed: "Um...thank you."
Wenxuan raised his head and looked at her with raised eyebrows.
She blushed, scratched her hair and said, "Thank you for letting Wang Zihao drive to pick me up."
Wenxuan twitched the corner of his mouth, then lowered his head, and then looked at his documents: "I know, you are Zhou Bapi, how could you beat him. Besides, Tingyu has no one to take care of her, she only has the best relationship with Zihao,
Then we have to let Zihao sacrifice himself."
He paused, raised his head and glanced at her quickly, his eyes a little strange: "If you want to thank, just thank Wang Zihao."
Wen Tingyu suddenly interjected: "Dad, what does it mean to pledge yourself to me?"
This time Wenxuan put down his pen and raised his head to look at Wen Tingyu: "Who taught you this sentence?"
Wen Tingyu shrugged her shoulders: "Brother Xiao Wang asked Teacher He to thank her. Teacher He asked how to thank her, and he said he wanted her to pledge himself..."
Wenxuan turned his head suddenly, his sharp gaze shining on He Mengjie's face.
He Mengjie's face burned, and she felt a little guilty for some reason. She cleared her throat and felt the need to explain: "Don't get me wrong, we were just joking."
Unexpectedly, Wenxuan replied with a serious face: "Not bad."
Huh? He Mengjie was startled.
"I mean, you and Wang Zihao are about the same age and are childhood sweethearts. It's a good idea to commit yourself to each other." Wenxuan said slowly.