"If you had cleaned up for me, I wouldn't have had to do it myself. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qingxuan grimaced, and then took a glass of water. He hadn't drunk water for a day, and Fang Jue was very thirsty at this time. Knock Knock drank a glass of water, then took another one.

Luo Meijuan was packing her luggage and nagging at the same time, asking him to go to bed early and get up early over there, work hard, don't embarrass your father, etc., but Qing Xuan didn't listen to it at all, he was thinking about how to say goodbye to Bingyu in his mind. It wasn't until Luo Meijuan asked if he had enough money to spend that he remembered that there was only 2,000 yuan left in his credit card, and he had to stay in Macau for so long, what was this money enough for!

"Don't you say I forgot, I only have 2,000 yuan left in this card, Mom, are you supporting me." Qingxuan said with a hippie smile.

"I still have 20,000 yuan here, and I'll take it for you when you leave tomorrow, which is estimated to be enough for your expenses this month. You can eat whatever you want over there, don't save too much, just one, remember to drink less, save mistakes. ”

"It's better to be a mother, I will definitely listen to you, drink less, eat more vegetables, work hard, and never slack off." "This kid has a good mouth."

After packing her luggage, Luo Meijuan went downstairs, and at this time, Wang's mother had already returned from buying vegetables and was choosing vegetables in the kitchen. Luo Meijuan went to the kitchen and took a look around, and saw that the vegetables she had just bought were all on the desk, and there was a live crucian carp in the pool.

Seeing Luo Meijuan come in, Wang Ma put down the food in her hand and handed Luo Meijuan the remaining money for buying vegetables, "There are still thirty yuan left, and I will give you the ten yuan left yesterday." I bought all the dishes that the master likes to eat, and I will start making them after I finish choosing the dishes. ”

Before Luo Meijuan could speak, Wang Ma asked again: "Isn't it too early to do it now?" ”

Luo Meijuan looked at her watch, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Xiaotian got off work at five o'clock, start doing it now, and wait for him to come back from work to eat.

"It's not early, you can prepare." After speaking, Luo Meijuan returned to the living room, turned on the TV, and dialed a station at random, just as Shenzhen Satellite TV staged the first episode of "Detective Di Renjie", but she liked to watch it, so she watched TV while waiting for her husband to come home......

Wang's mother is in her 60s, with a ruddy complexion and dark hair. Although his appearance is mediocre, his facial features are upright, and his ears and eyes are clear. She is not good at words, but she is very diligent; The body is tough, likes to be clean, and always wears clean cotton clothes; The hair is neatly combed at the back of the head, and then the back of the head is tied in a bun and covered with a black net.

She lives in the countryside of Hubei, because there is no one else at home, she is helpless, and she has a little kinship with Li Xiaotian, so she comes here to help with some housework, such as cooking, washing clothes or something, and she herself has a place to eat and live.

She has watched Qingxuan grow up since she was a child, and she loves Qingxuan very much, and now she hears that Qingxuan is going to Macau, and she can't wait to cook all the dishes that Qingxuan usually likes to eat. But when she thinks about it, reality doesn't allow her to do that. She could only follow Luo Meijuan's instructions and make a few dishes she ordered. Over the years, she knows Luo Meijuan's temper too well, so she doesn't want to say anything, just do her part.

At half past five, Li Xiaotian pushed the door into the house. Lomena took his briefcase and placed it in his study, then hung his coat on a hanger in the corner.

Wang's mother put the prepared meal on the table, six dishes and one soup neatly arranged in two rows, six dishes are: boiled fish, spicy chicken, fried shrimp with scallion oil, braised Yihe cockles, fried bacon with red cabbage moss, and begonia mushrooms. The soup is spinach soup. The emerald green leaves are sprinkled with a layer of yellow frangipani, which looks very eye-catching, and this is Qingxuan's favorite soup.

Today's tableware is also different from the past, and the bowls used are Jingdezhen blue and white porcelain! The texture of the porcelain is delicate and white, and the carving on it is delicate and delicate, known as "the white glaze blue and white is made at one time, and the flowers are clear from the glaze". (It is said that Zheng He brought this kind of porcelain to the West back then, and it was very popular everywhere he went.) This set of porcelain, originally Li Xiaotian went to Jingdezhen on a business trip last year, and took a fancy to the National Porcelain Expo, because it was a limited edition, the price was 100,000 yuan, and he hesitated to buy it.

Li Xiaotian washed his hands, and then sat in the position of the head of the household, while Luo Meijuan sat on the left side of the dining table. When he is not socializing, Li Xiaotian usually does not drink alcohol at night.

"How did you get this set of cutlery out today?" Li Xiaotian felt a little strange when he saw the use of this set of porcelain.

Luo Meijuan gave him a small bowl of soup, put it in front of him, and said: "I hope today's dinner is different from the past, our son seems to be sensible, today I took out this set of utensils to use, but also to encourage him, I hope that from now on, he will not be idle, and use his mind to the right path." Isn't it easy for you to be a father? ”

Li Xiaotian saw that Luo Meijuan was reasonable, and did not refute it, and looked up to see that his son did not come to eat, so he asked, "What about Qingxuan?" ”。

"Upstairs." Luo Meijuan said.

"Why don't you come down to eat? Wang Ma, go and tell him to come downstairs for dinner. Li Xiaotian yelled with displeasure on his face.

"Oh. I'll go, sir. Wang Ma wiped her hands on her apron, and then walked upstairs with dexterous steps, pushing open the door of Qingxuan's room.

The sun had already set, and although it was not yet dark, the light in the room had also dimmed because of the fading sky outside, and only a small ray of light faintly shone through the gap in the curtains, which shone obliquely on the floor.

Heavy snoring came from the wide Simmons bed. The quilt was half draped to the floor, half covered by the half-naked body, and the slender arms and legs were exposed outside the quilt. The sleeping face is handsome and quiet, the mouth is slightly open, and the nostrils are closed one by one, dutifully completing the action of breathing.

The owner of the bed is immersed in a beautiful dream:

He dreamed that he was walking on a hillside with a strange, average-looking woman in his arms (that hillside was strange to him, because he had never been to that place). The hillside was covered with beautiful pink hyacinths, and the sun was working together to shine a warm light on them. The wind blew softly, and butterflies fluttered around them. He leaned down and was about to kiss the woman on the lips......

Suddenly, he felt that someone next to him was calling him: "Young master, wake up, young master......"

Qing Xuan rolled over and opened his eyes slightly. When he saw Wang Ma standing at the head of the bed, he thought that he had slept all night, and he didn't know what time it was. He frowned slightly, half-squinted and asked, "What time is it?" ”

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