When Bai Yun received Ms. Fang Qing's call, it was already afternoon, and she had just finished sleeping after missing class. got out of bed and picked up the mobile phone with the silent mode turned on, and Ms. Fang Qing's more than a dozen missed calls jumped on the screen.

Bai Yun was thinking about whether to call Ms. Fang Qing back, and Ms. Fang Qing's phone called again.

"Hey, Mom."

"What's the matter, I didn't answer your phone, it was last night, and it was today." Ms. Fang Qing's voice sounded calm, not as crazy as Bai Yun expected.

Bai Yun couldn't help but glance at the remarks on the mobile phone screen suspiciously, it was "Ms. Fang Qing" That's right!

Usually if she doesn't answer the phone, Ms. Fang Qing will definitely ask her, "What are you doing?" "Why don't you answer the phone?" "Do you have a class today?" "Is there a lot of homework?" This kind of thing is nagging for half an hour. What's going on today?

However, it was rare not to be asked by Ms. Fang Qing why she didn't answer the phone, and Bai Yun was secretly happy. After all, she didn't want Ms. Fang Qing to know about not returning home last night.

"I just went to bed." Bai Yun said honestly.

Over there, Ms. Fang Qing seemed to be busy with something, and she didn't have time to talk to Bai Yun more.

"Okay, remember to call Xiao Xia home for dinner tonight, I'm afraid he will be too busy and forget, you remember to remind me."

"Mom, I'm pretty busy...... too"

"Okay, what can you do? Busy reading the overbearing president Mary Sue novels? Needless to say, I'm busy here. Toot Toot ......"

Bai Yun listened to the busy sound on the phone, pursed her lips, and put the phone down. Picked up. She Bai Yun was definitely picked up.

In Bai Yun's home, Professor Bai is still busy in the kitchen, and Ms. Fang Qing helps out.

Bai Yanxian has not been working much recently, and he spends a lot of time at home, so the couple spends more time cooking. Ms. Fang Qing was tired of such a quiet and dull life, and suddenly mentioned the matter at work.

"Lao Bai, Bai Xiaoxiao is so old, do you think I should go back to work?"

"Job ..... Hey, you're still not dead when you're old? ”

In the years when she first resigned and became a housewife, Ms. Fang Qing wanted to return to the legal profession almost every day to "kill all sides", but various factors in life were entangled, and it was not a good choice to go back to work.

For more than ten years, Ms. Fang Qing has been living a peaceful and simple life, especially after Bai Yanxian became a professor, and her family life has become better.

Professor Bai has been participating in national projects and contributing to the scientific research of his country in the past few years, but recently he has returned to being a general physics professor, and he has much less time to travel and work, and instead studies cooking at home.

It's not that he disagrees with Ms. Fang Qing's proposal, it's just that she is already in her forties and fifties, and she has been out of the legal profession for nearly 20 years, and now she is going to work again, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult.

"What handful of age? Bai Yanxian: Who do you say is the age? "The most taboo thing for women is age, whether it is an outsider or a lover, when it comes to age, it is necessary to blow up the hair.

"If it weren't for the sake of giving you children, would I have done it? When our lawyers were in the workplace, how many ordinary people obtained the most fair judgments in the court with my help, and the legend of "zero defeat" in the legal field...... To whom do I owe my age? You said! ”

Professor Bai took the freshly stewed pig's feet out of the pot and put them in a large basin next to them to dry, and was attacked by Ms. Fang Qing behind his back. "My fault, my fault. You tap it, and then it will be removed, this pig's foot is precious. ”

Since the price of pork has risen, Baijia has changed from having pork every day to eating pork once a week or half a month. Such days seem to go back to the college days when Bai Yanxian saved money to buy meat for Fang Qing to eat.

Bai Yanxian took out ginger from the plastic bag on the side, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes with a smile, "I'll make you a hot and sour sauce in a while, and I guarantee it will suit your appetite." ”

Ms. Fang Qing's attention shifted from work and age to the pig's feet in front of her. She was busy for a long time, and she was also hungry.

"Cut me a piece of salt first."

"Great!"