Aunt Hong likes the little guy very much, and she has been holding the little guy and refusing to let go.

The little guy was also used to being hugged by strangers outside, and he didn't say anything, anyway, someone fed him, and he was happy.

"What else does Xiao Yi like to eat, do you want to eat eggs?"

Aunt Hong asked with a smile when she saw that the little guy was silently licking the spoon and not eating.

"Grandma Red, I'm full."

Zhang Mo'er smiled, "Xiao Yi, you only ate one bite of fish and drank two mouthfuls of soup just now, so you're full?" Your appetite is too small. ”

The little guy raised his eyebrows, and said to Zhang Mo'er with a smile: "Mo'er cares about me so much, then I'll take another bite of eggs for Mo'er's sake!" ”

Aunt Hong couldn't be happier, this little guy was too smart.

"You can eat it yourself, let Grandma Hong eat."

Zhang Mo'er said.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll feed him, the child is still young."

Aunt Hong refused.

The little guy enjoyed the service with peace of mind, and stuck out his tongue provocatively at Huang Jiejie from time to time.

Huang Jiejie didn't notice it, her eyes still stayed on Shen Rongche.

"Why doesn't Mr. Shen eat it, it's not appetizing?"

Huang Jiejie saw that Shen Rongche barely moved his chopsticks, so he asked.

"Nope."

Shen Rongche said lightly, without the desire to say a few more words.

"Jiejie, you made all these dishes?"

Huang Jiejie nodded, she originally wanted to show her cooking skills in front of Shen Rongche, and she wanted Shen Rongche to impress her.

Doesn't it mean that if you want to capture a man's heart, you have to grab a man's stomach?

Who knew that the man he fancied was so cold that he wouldn't even say a word.

However, Huang Jiejie is a more and more frustrated person, as long as it is what she wants, no matter how hard she tries, she will get it.

Aunt Hong raised her very well, and her personality was hearty and generous, and she would work her own if she wanted to get it.

Huang Jiejie never feels sorry for herself, even if there is a huge gap in identity, she will not care.

It's just that this obsession, it is unknown whether it will hurt her at that time.

"It's strange to call Miss Zhang, I'll call you Sister Zhang!"

Huang Jiejie took the initiative to talk to Zhang Moer.

Of course, she knew that Zhang Mo'er had a great relationship with Shen Rongche, either a wife or a girlfriend, and a child.

But where is there an absolute thing in this world, you can break up together, you can still divorce if you get married, she is still so young, she can wait until then.

Huang Jiejie believes in her charm very much.

Where would Zhang Mo'er have thought that Huang Jiejie had such an idea in her heart, people had already said so, so she had to accept it happily.

"Sister Zhang, are you from Los Angeles?"

Huang Jiejie asked.

Zhang Mo'er was surprised, "How do you know?" ”

Huang Jiejie said with a smile: "I saw that your license plate number is from Los Angeles, guess it." ”

"You guessed it, we're from L.A."

Huang Jiejie's eyes lit up, and then she said, "My summer vacation is almost over, if you want to go back to Los Angeles, can you let me take a ride?" ”

"Jiejie, how can you trouble Miss Zhang and them! You go by train yourself!"

Aunt Hong was a little angry, she was so strong all her life, she never bothered others, even if it was a trivial matter, she helped others, and there was no reason to ask others.

Who would have thought that the daughter he raised by himself would not look like himself at all.

Huang Jiejie disagreed, "Mom, since Sister Zhang is from Los Angeles, it's nothing to take me for a ride." ”

Zhang Mo'er wanted to say that they came by plane, and this car was just temporarily driven by Shen Rongche to take her over for a leisurely drive.

But seeing Huang Jiejie's expectant eyes, Zhang Mo'er didn't say anything.

"Did Jiejie go to college in L.A."

Aunt Hong hurriedly said: "Yes, this kid ran so far to go to college, and I was reluctant for a while." ”

"Mom, what do you know, Los Angeles is the best city in the country, where there is no shortage of humanities, technology, and wealth, and Los Angeles is my best choice."

After all, she is still a nineteen-year-old girl, and her heart is still quite high.

Zhang Mo'er looked at Huang Jiejie's unrestrained face, and suddenly felt a little envious.

"Jiejie's vision is good, and L.A. is indeed very suitable for young people."

Zhang Mo'er echoed.

"Sister Zhang, what do you do?"

"Architectural Design."

Zhang Mo'er feels that she is now half a bucket of water, and there are endless bad things around her, and it is estimated that it will take a year to draw a design draft.

Fortunately, her owner does not have high requirements for her, and she only needs to hand in one set of designs a year, otherwise her job will not be saved.

Huang Jiejie didn't expect Zhang Mo'er to be such a soft and weak girl to study architectural design.

She thought she was studying literature or something.

"That sister Zhang is an architectural designer, right?"

"Sort of."

Zhang Mo'er touched her nose, well, she is a half-architectural designer.

……

At the end of the meal, Zhang Mo'er explained that they would stay in Hong Kong City for a few days, so they couldn't agree to Huang Jiejie's request, but offered to let someone send Huang Jiejie to Los Angeles.

Huang Jiejie directly refused, she wanted to take a ride, just to get along with Shen Rongche for a few more days.

Since they don't go back to Los Angeles, it's not interesting.

Zhang Mo'er left her contact information for Aunt Hong, and then left with Shen Rongche.

Huang Jiejie looked at the direction in which the car left and said in a low voice: "Mom, who do you say they are?" ”

Aunt Hong was also a little worried, "They are people we can't compare to in our lives." ”

She is just a small village teacher, and the only place she can play is a three-foot podium.

The highest achievement in her life was to raise a college daughter.

Looking at Huang Jiejie's side face, she guessed what Huang Jiejie was thinking.

Knowing that Huang Jiejie had begun to develop in the wrong direction, she might suffer a heavy blow, but she still couldn't bear to pierce the thoughts in Huang Jiejie's heart.

Just like the original self, he carefully maintained his love for the man who was out of reach.

Aunt Hong took Huang Jiejie's hand and said, "Jiejie, you must fight for yourself, not for your mother, but for yourself." ”

Huang Jiejie came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Mom, what are you doing?" It's been a long time since you've said this, have you been stimulated by something, I'm afraid everyone in this village can compare to me, right? ”

Aunt Hong nodded, "That can't be too proud." ”

Huang Jiejie disagreed, "What's this, I, Huang Jiejie, have proud capital." ”

"Mom, don't worry, when I graduate from college and find a job, I will take you to Los Angeles!"

Aunt Hong smiled and waved her hand, "It's enough for me to guard here." ”

Huang Jiejie didn't understand Aunt Hong's so-called beliefs, nor did she understand why Aunt Hong was willing to live in this small fishing village for the rest of her life, in short, she was unwilling to stay in this kind of place for a lifetime.