Minzhen couldn't laugh or cry when she heard it, Mrs. Wu talked eloquently about the porridge in a bait pot and a few scattered buns, looking proud, and moved the two three-fresh meat buns to her daughter Baozhu in a serious manner. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Wu family treasure bead is a real girl, the size of Mrs. Wu's ear to mention the face of the face or something, let it go, the important thing is not to fall on the benefit. After many years of practical experience, Baozhu didn't say a word, first subconsciously inserted a big meat bag with chopsticks in the bowl, and then greeted with a smile: "Auntie, cousin." “

Mrs. Sun's face flushed to the side. Originally, the two families lived far away, and after the death of the elder brother, they barely moved. After all, it is her own mother's home, and Mrs. Sun's memory is mostly warm and reluctant. I used to talk to Minzhen at home about how my uncle took care of their family when he was alive, how straightforward and housekeeping my aunt was, and how cute and amiable my cousin was. I didn't think that after so many years, my sister-in-law's instigation of Aixiao has become more serious. As if she was afraid that her daughter would laugh at her mother's family background, Mrs. Sun was full of shame and looked at Minzhen's face very carefully.

To be honest, Sun Minzhen thinks that this aunt is also a wonderful person. Breakfast was designated as a vegetable bun, and before I sat down, I was first deducted a 'gluttonous, greedy' hat. Noticing her mother's face, Minzhen really didn't think there was anything, for example, Mrs. Ma was the remaining heat of the briquettes in Jiuli Lane, and she had to deal with Miss He, who rented it. This time I came to my aunt's house, although my mother also prepared gifts, but I was sick these days as soon as I came, I had porridge, and I also bought extra buns, which is already the duty of relatives.

For the same thing, different people stand on different positions and think differently. Mrs. Sun feels that there is no one else in the world now, and her daughter has just recovered from a serious illness, so she should be more considerate as an aunt. Minzhen was in contact with her uncle's family for the first time in her memory, and she didn't have any expectations, so she naturally couldn't talk about disappointment.

"Eat quickly, I can't eat enough every day, and I'm still a child." Mrs. Wu looked at most of the Baozhu's steamed buns, smiled and picked up another three-fresh meat bun and put it in her daughter's bowl, and pretended to be impatient and complained: "People say that half the eldest child eats Lao Tzu to death, and this girl's family in our family doesn't know where the blessing comes from." “

Mrs. Sun longed to faint to death, Minzhen is a quiet character, and she will not take the initiative to ask for anything since she was a child. If you are an elder, will you still grab food with your niece, why can't your sister-in-law even save face?

Minzhen felt that Mrs. Wu didn't take it to herself, no matter how she loved her family, if her mother lived here in the future, there would be a tough one in the family, so as not to be bullied by outsiders.

"Alright, you little sisters can play while you're done." Mrs. Wu watched Minzhen slowly drink half a bowl of porridge, with a small custard bun. Xindao, after eating so little, it's no wonder that he is always sick.

Baozhu was very curious about the new cousin in the family, especially the little dress she saw in the rattan box that day. After listening to her mother's words, she took Minzhen's hand very kindly: "It just so happened that the rain outside had stopped, and the house was wet, my sister had never been to Yingtan, so I would take you to see the Song City Wall." “

Minzhen also wanted to understand the cousin in front of her, so she stood up with the strength of the orb and nodded with a slight smile.

The two cousins pushed the door out, and when they heard Mrs. Wu in the house lazily shirking the work of washing dishes, Minzhen didn't like it, and looked back at the small courtyard.

Unaware, Baozhu took Minzhen through the alley, turned right and walked 200 meters, and began to enter a more lively street.

As soon as the rain stopped, the table at the breakfast shop was already arranged.

"Boss, a kelp pork rib soup, fragrant noodles are slightly spicy."

"Boss, is my powder ready? No coriander. “

"Checkout, boss checkout, 8 signs."

There was constant morning hustle and bustle all around, Minzhen was a little in a trance, just a few days ago, Chengyan would stay outside Jiuli Lane, put a cup of warm soy milk, a sprig of flowers, and a loving breakfast brought at home in the car. He will also pick out untasteful pastries coquettishly, and order Chengyan to park the car away from the foreign company, and not allow him to go out in love.

Whenever this happens, Cheng Yan will complain as if it were true or false: "What? I am the third young master of the Zhang family, and I have lost the face of our Miss Min? “

Minzhen always smiled and said nothing, admitting that she took her to her home many times. But Minzhen's pride does not allow it, in the face of Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang, who are important members of the new government, how should she introduce that her deceased father was a Xiucai of the former Qing Dynasty? Or a mother who doesn't give birth? Or a relative living in the countryside?

Everyone's background cannot be chosen, and there is no way to change it, Minzhen has never complained, and there is no inferiority. She just cares too much about admitting it, and she can't help but worry about what if a family pays attention to the door? At the very least, she can rely on her talent to get a decent job first, and fortunately, in the eyes of the world, there is one aspect worthy of the dignified young master of the Zhang family・・・・・・

At this time, Chengyan did arrive at Jiuli Lane again, "Zhang Rong, go knock on the door." “

"My young master, how many times have we all been here, and there is no one at Miss Sun's house." Zhang Rongsheng was chubby, and at this time, the fat on his face was sadly gathered together.

"If you want to go, you can go, so many words." The girlfriend disappeared without saying hello, Zhang Chengyan was sulky, and tried to come a few times, but in vain. Don't you know that Min-jung isn't there? But I always think about what if. In case Minzhen just entered the door, she didn't have time to open the window. If you stay a little longer, you'll meet Min-jeong who has come back!

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Miss He, who lived in the alley, walked out with a bamboo umbrella in her hand and an old-fashioned cheongsam with turquoise entwined branches.

Zhang Rong glanced at the girl who was holding an umbrella even though there was no rain, and then at the young master who lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and knocked on the door resignedly.

"Are you looking for Sister Minzhen?" Miss He pinched her throat and pretended to ask Zhang Rong softly, but her beautiful eyes stared at Cheng Yan leaning on the side of the car in a blink. This young young master, Miss He has seen it many times from afar at the mouth of the alley, without exception, it is the female student who picked up the Sun family. Finally, I was left alone today, and I have to talk to everything.

Miss He knew that such young masters looked polite and polite, but they were actually arrogant and ruthless. They're not casual people, so it's better to take advantage of the opportunity first.