Chapter 503

"The food is simple. I hope you two don't dislike it."

Aunt Lin went down with the child in her arms.

Zheng Qing glanced at the table full of delicious food, color, smell and taste. As expected, he was a good wife and mother.

"Are you from Yunzhou?" Zheng Qing asked casually.

Cong Yan was surprised for a moment. "Do you see it?"

Zheng Qing pointed to a plate of red, oily and delicious food in the middle and said, "braised chicken fir is a characteristic dish of Yunzhou. Chicken fir is a fungus symbiotic with termites. It grows in the primitive forest of Yunzhou. This dish is not from Yunzhou and can't be so authentic."

Congyan couldn't help laughing and said, "it's really good eyesight. Yes, I'm from Yunzhou. I didn't come to Jingzhou until I went to college. Later, I smoothly stayed in Jingzhou to marry and have children. Speaking of it, I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time. These chicken fir were sent to me by my father years ago. I know it's inconvenient for me to go home with my children. I'm afraid I miss my hometown dishes."

Zheng Qing naturally knows Congyan's family very well. After sitting down with Mingjing, Congyan puts soup in front of the two and asks with a smile: "first introduce myself. My name is Congyan, the Cong of flowers and the smoke of fireworks. I don't know what you call them?"

"Zheng Qing, this is my sister's mirror." Zheng Qing picked up a piece of chicken fir, bit it and chewed it. He couldn't help nodding and said, "the meat is fat and white. It tastes smooth, tender and delicious. It's just like what we ate in Yunzhou before."

Cong Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "are you from Yunzhou, too?"

Zheng Qing laughed and said, "we are from Jiangzhou. We have been to Yunzhou with Mingjing before."

Cong Yan said with a smile: "really? Your accent doesn't sound like Jiangzhou people."

As far as she knows, the language system of Jiangzhou is complex, and the people there will bring some accents more or less, but the two people in front of them have very standard Mandarin and can't hear any accents at all.

Zheng Qing smoothed over: "it may be a natural sense of language. Well, sister Cong, your craft is really good."

"Come often if you like. I'll cook it for you. When I'm free, I love to fiddle with these food. By the way, are you still college students?"

Zheng Qing coughed: "I've worked. Mingjing is still a high school student."

Cong Yan looked at the mirror in surprise: "sorry, I didn't expect you to be so small. Jin Jin really wronged you when he recognized you as a godmother."

She knew Mingjing was young, but when she looked at her conversation, she thought she was a college student. Unexpectedly, she was smaller than she thought.

Mingjing ate slowly. After swallowing it all, he put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth before he spoke faintly: "it's okay. I like Jin Jin very much. I'm very happy to be his godmother."

Cong Yan put vegetables in her bowl: "it's Jinjin's honor."

Mingjing shook his head: "I'm full. I'll go and see Zijin. You eat slowly."

He got up and left the restaurant.

Cong Yan looked at Zheng Qing: "why does she eat so little?"

"She always eats like this. Her stomach is smaller than a cat. Let's continue regardless of her."

Zheng Qing looked at her carelessly, but her eating posture was very elegant. Congyan gave her a serious look.

"Miss Zheng, did we know each other before?"

Zheng Qingmei's heart jumped and said quietly, "what do you say?"

"I always feel that you give me a very familiar feeling. It seems that I have seen you somewhere?"

Unfortunately, the smoke can't remember.

Zheng Qing put down his chopsticks and said as if nothing had happened: "Oh, maybe I have a public face. Maybe you've seen someone who looks like me."

Cong Yan smiles. If this face is still popular, others will have no way to live.

"By the way, sister Cong." Zheng Qing put away his smiling face, and the anger that flashed from the bottom of his eyes made Congyan tremble slightly in his heart.

"About Jin Jin's aunt, how do you deal with it?"

Cong Yan lost his smile.

The eldest sister-in-law has been married for many years and has nothing to do. She is despised and criticized by her mother-in-law. She understands the difficulty of the eldest sister-in-law as a woman and speaks well for her mother-in-law many times. Who knows that she has done such a thing to Jin Jin secretly.

She can bear to hurt her, but it is vicious to attack a one-year-old child.

This time, she won't turn the page so easily.

It's just that there is no practical evidence for this matter, and the police will not accept it. How to deal with it is a bit tricky.

Zheng Qing's Fox eyes curled up, with both the cunning of a spirit Fox and a frightening cruelty.

"I have a way."

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Mingjing played with Zijin for a while, told aunt Lin some precautions about diet, left her her mobile phone number and told her that if Zijin needed any help, she must call her at the first time.

Aunt Lin looked at her curiously: "Miss Ming, you are so young and you don't seem to be married. How can you be so experienced in taking care of children?"

Zijin is taking a small unsteady step in the open space in the yard, holding a string of Buddha beads in his hand, looking at the direction of the mirror, "giggle" and stumbled to the mirror.

The mirror hugged him in his arms, touched his head, and sweat came out of his forehead.

"I have three sisters, all of whom I took care of."

Aunt Lin showed an expression of enlightenment.

"Mom... Mom." Zijin arched himself into the mirror's arms and shouted vaguely in his mouth.

Mingjing shook his head with a smile and took the trouble to correct him: "call Ganma."

"Mom."

"Godmother."

"Mom."

Aunt Lin laughed: "Jin Jin knows her very well. No one will hold her except his parents and me. His grandmother can't do it. The old lady is not less angry. Unexpectedly, Jin Jin is so close to miss Ming. It seems that Xiaoyan is right. You have a lot of fate with Jin Jin."

Mingjing asked casually, "is Zijin's grandmother?"

Aunt Lin was angry when she mentioned the old woman, "That old woman loves to make trouble. Xiaoyan suffered a lot in the past. Xiaoyan almost divorced after several times. Fortunately, Jinjin's father was a good man and didn't let her succeed. Xiaoyan didn't have a baby after two years of marriage. She scolded Xiaoyan for not having a baby and occupying the pit and not shit. Did you say that she scolded her daughter-in-law like this? Later, Xiaoyan became pregnant, and she suspected that the child wasn't her son's and asked Xiaoyan to do Amniocentesis DNA test, the premature delivery of small smoke, thanks to God's blessing, the child was born healthily. You say, Jin Jin is the only blood of their old Qin family, but she peed on the old woman at the centenary banquet. She has never seen Jin Jin again. Do you say there is such a close grandmother? What I don't know is my stepgrandmother. "

Aunt Lin became more and more indignant. Old lady Qin couldn't finish her evil deeds for three days and three nights. That's where to go.

"Qin family?" The mirror caught the point.

Aunt Lin's heart is horizontal. Anyway, she is Jin Jin's godmother. There's nothing to avoid.

"Jin Jin's grandmother was a very powerful role when she was young. It seems that she came from some rich family. She married Jin Jin's grandfather and took care of Jin Jin's grandfather. She would never dare to go west. Her sister-in-law is a smiling tiger, and her sister-in-law is not a thing. We can't stand it until now. It's better for Jin Jin's father, otherwise such a family can't stay for a day."

Congyan called the mirror to the bedroom, carefully measured her circumference, and carefully wrote down the data in the book.

"Is the cheongsam urgent? If it's urgent, I'll hurry. I can pick it up in three days."

Zheng Qing hurriedly said, "don't worry, don't worry. Work slowly and work carefully. Go at your pace."

"That's good. You choose a style."

It was not early to choose the sample. When they left and stepped out of the threshold, Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing and said, "ha ha... I can't wait to see you in cheongsam."

Seeing the child, she was suddenly in a bright mood. Her hearty laughter floated between heaven and earth. A man passed her and didn't notice it at all.

Cong Yan was surprised to see the visitor: "senior student?"

But when she saw the face of her always calm and serious senior, she suddenly turned and rushed out.

Congyan hurriedly followed him out, but he saw the senior student holding Zheng Qing.

Cong Yan was even more surprised. Is this Liu Xiangyue she knew? Only girls have ever chased him. How could he take the initiative to chat up a girl one day, let alone hear that he is about to get married.

For a man who has always been clean, this is something he can't do at all.

Being patted on the shoulder, Zheng Qing's eyes were fierce and subconsciously wanted to give the other party a shoulder fall.

However, in an instant, she realized that the other party had no malice. At the moment of turning around, she restrained the coldness at the bottom of her eyes, picked her eyebrows and smiled, which was charming and romantic.

The sunlight on her head suddenly became dazzling, so that she couldn't see the face in front of her. She could only see the man's thin chin and sexy Adam's apple.

Remember where she heard that the bigger the man's Adam's apple, the stronger it is.

Well, the visual inspection is good.

Bah. When he thought of where he was going, Zheng Qing immediately put away his complicated thoughts and said with a smile, "Hey, handsome boy, what's up?"

The woman in front of her has a gaudy face, just like the brilliant roses on the branches. There are many roses, each of which is beautiful, but they are the same. I can't see the difference between these same flowers.

But those eyes are unforgettable, like two shining gemstones, shining and gorgeous in the sun.

In the confused memory, there seems to be such a pair of eyes, cunning like a fox, but indifferent, as if they would stab a knife into your chest in the next moment.

She will laugh wildly, sob and cry, like wind, rain and fog. No matter how hard she tries, she can't grasp a corner of her clothes.

The quiet alleys, the mottled walls covered with dead vines, the dazzling and bright sunshine, the breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers and the vitality of spring brushed past my ears, and something broke through the earth.

Like the slow motion of the film, when the sun dissipates, the man's face is exposed in front of him without omission, and Zheng Qing's eyes flash a bright color.

After wandering for so many years, everything is about to settle. Zheng Qing thinks it's good to find a man to fall in love.

"I feel like a gentle man with a long smile on my side," he said

Zheng Qing raised her eyebrows.

This means of accosting is a little old-fashioned, but for the sake of good appearance, it can be forgiven.

"Really? Is your old friend very important to you?"

Zheng Qing approached him gently, her red lips were slightly opened, her eyes were like silk and her breath was like orchid.

Such provocation has long been out of the control of another man, but the man in front of him is still clear and motionless. Zheng Qing has a strong interest in the bottom of his eyes.

Good guy, I finally met an equal opponent.

The man smiled, lowered his eyes and looked down at Zheng Qing's eyes. His four eyes were opposite and didn't give in at all. Invisibly, there seemed to be sparks burning.

He smiled: "it should be very important."

Zheng Qing picked an eyebrow: "should? It seems you're not sure."

The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly and imperceptibly. Zheng Qing caught it and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Professor Liu." A gentle voice broke the ambiguity between the two. Zheng Qing suddenly turned her head and looked at the mirror.

"Do you know each other?"

Liu Xiangyue looked at Mingjing, nodded and said with a smile, "Mingjing classmate."

Mingjing explained: "Professor Liu is the chairman of the Organizing Committee for my participation in CMO."

Zheng Qing hooked her lips and lingered between her lips and teeth. She was obsequious: "it was Professor Liu..."

The long ending is extremely ambiguous.

Professor Liu said three words from her mouth, which gave people a feeling of inexplicable heart tremor.

Liu Xiangyue's eyes darkened.

Cong Yan came over and said, "so you know each other. What a coincidence."

"I'd like to formally introduce you to Liu Xiangyue, my senior in college and now a professor in the Department of mathematics of Huaqing University."

Zheng Qing raised her eyebrows. Oh, Huo, a wise man.

"Mingjing is the godmother of my son Jin and the lifesaver of my son Jin. This is..."

Congyan didn't see the ambiguity between the two just now. Looking at Liu Xiangyue's appearance as if nothing had happened, she thought whether she would think too much?

Zheng Qing took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Hello, my name is Zheng Qing, Zheng of Zheng Banqiao and Qing of Qing Zijin."

Cong Yan subconsciously looked at Zheng Qing. Why is it strange.

Liu Xiangyue shook her hand, and the two soon separated.

Cong Yan didn't find anything wrong. She thought she was thinking too much. Professor Liu is a serious person. With a fiancee, she won't casually hook up with other women outside.

After they left, Congyan said, "senior, what can I do for you?"

Without an answer, Congyan couldn't help looking around. Liu Xiangyue kept staring at the front in a daze.

In front, there is only the back of Zheng Qing and Mingjing.

Congyan's weird feeling came again. She dared not speculate that her cold and reserved senior would be the kind of person she imagined. It was absolutely impossible. The senior must be thinking about something important.

Liu Xiangyue looked back quietly and said faintly, "I want to give a birthday gift to a respected elder. When she was young, she liked to wear cheongsam, so please, Xuemei."

Congyan immediately put aside those messy ideas, "senior, come with me."

Congyan turned and walked in front. Liu Xiangyue followed her and lowered his head to open his palm.

There was a curled up note lying quietly on the top.

Liu Xiangyue quietly hooked her lips, and her fingertips were slightly hot, as if there was still a faint fragrance.

significant.