Fu Qingqing thought that the little neighbor should not be so thick-skinned and would not come over. But in fact, she underestimated the thickness of her mother's skin.

When the little neighbor was forcibly dragged to the door by her mother, Fu Qingqing was drinking soup, and the funny picture almost choked her to death.

"Mom! What are you doing here? Drag the pig to death?! ”

Don't blame Fu Qingqing for having a stinky mouth, the main thing is that the behavior of his mother and Zhou Mengyan's little neighbor is really like dragging a dead pig. She's describing the real scene, not mocking.

"Fu Qingqing!! Look what you said?! Come! Xiao Meng! Auntie has cooked a lot of meals, and you must not have eaten when you come back with Qingqing. Let's eat together! lest you cook again! "It's really half dragging and half dragging, Xiao Meng Mengzhen dragged his mother to the dining table.

"Auntie, I ......" has nothing to do, and is either a traitor or a thief. Aunt Guo was not so enthusiastic before. I don't know if Fu Qingqing is looking for her mother to help deal with him. He didn't dare to sit down in peace.

Fu Qingqing didn't say anything else, her eyes were still good, and she could see the fear and panic of the little neighbor at a glance.

It's rare, it's rare! The little neighbors are also afraid?!

"Sit! Little neighbor, my mom cooked a lot of food. I can't finish eating, doesn't it depend on your hard work to go home with me! I told you to come and enjoy your mouth. You! Don't put it off. ”

The thief smiled, and Fu Qingqing's smile was different. Zhou Mengyan's little neighbor was originally just a little cowardly, but now Fu Qingqing was completely confused.

What is this meal called?

In ancient times, there was a story called "Hongmen Banquet".

This is the Hongmen Feast.

"I don't have a habit of eating dinner. Auntie, I'd better go back first! Sister Fu eats a lot. Keep it for Sister Fu! ”

"Little neighbors. What are you talking about?! The amount of food I eat is obviously average. said that she ate a lot, Fu Qingqing didn't like to stop. Girls can't be told to eat too much. Otherwise, it wouldn't be cute.

"You ......"

didn't wait for the little neighbor to finish speaking, Fu's mother immediately answered.

"Ouch! I said, Xiao Meng, why don't you grow tall, you are not as tall as our family. I didn't eat dinner! That's not going to work! Dinner must be eaten. Otherwise, you'll never grow tall! ”

“╭(°A°`)╮！”

Burst......

Fu Qingqing almost couldn't hold back her laughter. Mom deserves to be a mom? Needle to the point.

It is said that boys develop late and grow slowly. This Zhou Mengyan is really about the same height as her. However, with the same height, boys look shorter than girls. So......

Mom's words are all true. Hahahaha......

"Aunt Guo! I really don't have a habit of eating dinner! "Personal attacks, verbal attacks, all that. Mainly, don't eat the food with ingredients. Who knows what will happen.

"If you don't have a habit, you make a habit. Aren't all your habits formed?! Come and sit down. Fu Qingqing, give Xiao Meng Sheng a bowl of rice. ”

"Okay."

Fu Qingqing smiled and narrowed her eyes, usually jokes can be made, but for food, Fu Qingqing still has a very respectful attitude.

She wouldn't spoil the original taste of the meal in order to trick the little neighbor.

The reason why I went to serve the meal so happily was mainly because I saw the worried little eyes of the little neighbor. If nothing else, seeing the little neighbor with a nervous face and eating a bowl of rice is also enjoyable.

"Come on. Xiao Meng! Dine. There's a big chicken leg here. Here you go! ”

Put down the bowl of rice. Fu Qingqing made the little neighbor even more worried, and gave the little neighbor another chicken leg in a decent way. Even the name has changed.

This scares the little neighbors......