Chapter 25: Hungry to Eat a Cow
He wished she hadn't come back because of the letter, but she stopped.
Ji Miaoyin turned back and stretched out her hand.
"Give back my letter." Did you think he had lost it last time I couldn't find it, after so many years, even if it was gone, the paper would be a mess.
Looking at it this way, the paper was the same as the original, very new, she didn't expect that Ouyang Wei would keep it the same as the original.
"It's been a long time, but this letter is still quite useful." Take a piece of paper and put it close to your nose and smell it, the smell has not faded, it still smells so good, Ouyang Wei lowered his eyes gloomily.
This piece of paper is the love letter she says she wants to write to the person she likes.
After all this time, she still cares so much.
Is that all she likes that guy?
"Give it back to me." Raising her hand to snatch it back, Ouyang Wei knew that she would snatch it, and raised her hand to dodge it.
"Give it back to me." She is 1.7 meters, Ouyang Wei is 1.83 meters, she can get it back on tiptoe, but as long as she has to touch it quickly, Ouyang Wei dodges it again.
"No." He's not so stupid, he calls it back.
This is the last thing she wants anyone to know.
A letter to a show of love......
Seeing Ji Miaoyin snatching it in such a hurry, Ouyang Wei smiled bitterly.
"Are you that nervous?" Whispering, Ji Miaoyin was stunned when she heard it, and stopped to snatch it back.
Yes, this letter is important to her.
There are some of her whole hearts, and love, bit by bit.
He didn't know, of course, he didn't think it was important.
Ji Miaoyin's eyes were red, and she lowered her head and didn't want him to see it.
When he was stunned, he reached out and grabbed the letter quickly.
It's a pity that it's just a little bit, because Ouyang Wei responded quickly, and he didn't let Ji Miaoyin succeed.
Ji Miaoyin glared at him angrily, if one look could kill him, Ouyang Wei would have died many times.
Snatching and grabbing, Ji Miaoyin soon ran out of strength, Ouyang Wei seemed to be playing with her, as long as she was about to touch a piece of paper, he avoided it.
Every time there was something she didn't agree to, he would threaten with the letter, and if he didn't agree, he would take the letter and tell her family, which made her hate it so much.
If her mother knows, she will definitely break the casserole and ask to the end.
Her mom wanted her to be with him and thought they were a good match.
With a head, I vomited in my heart.
Ouyang Wei used this to threaten, as long as she agreed, she wouldn't say anything.
In the end, Ji Miaoyin had no choice but to agree.
The person who knows the times is Junjie, Ouyang Wei nodded when he saw it, and left happily.
Cheek support, look out the window.
Watching the scenery flashing by one by one, Ji Miaoyin's mood was not much better.
Ouyang Wei looked at her from time to time.
Alas, sigh in the heart.
Is she so angry?
Is that how she likes him?
Ouyang Wei turned his head in a depressed mood, and also looked at the scenery outside the window.
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"Mommy, Mommy, I'm back." When I got home, I screamed.
It's her habit every time she comes back.
"Why did you come back so late tonight?" Hearing the sound, while watching TV, Meng's mother stood up and asked worriedly, Mengxi came back much later than usual today, she was sitting and watching TV, she couldn't watch it at all, and she was worried about Mengxi.
I'm very worried that this daughter is simple, slow, and enthusiastic, even if she is bought by others and counts the money for others, she doesn't know.
Now that she's back, Mother Dream's hanging heart has finally been put down.
Walk over to the microwave and take out a hot meal.
"Wow, there's something to eat, I'm dying of hunger." As soon as I saw it, my eyes lit up, and now my stomach is empty.
She hasn't eaten since noon until now, except for going to eat dessert with Ji Miaoyin before she came back.
When I saw eating, I didn't care about the image, so I sat down and grabbed it with my hands. (At home, she generally has no image.) )
Before she could catch the dish, Dream Mom hit her hand with chopsticks.
"Mom, why are you hitting my hand? It hurts. He touched his hands aggrievedly, and looked at his mother pitifully.
She was so hungry that she could eat a cow, how could her mother bear to make her hungry!
"Wash your hands."
As soon as her eyes lit up, Mengxi stood up, picked up her favorite chicken leg when her mother was not paying attention, and ran into the kitchen with a smirk.
Hee-hee, the chicken thighs are so fragrant, fragrant.
"Alas, this kid ......" looked at her back and shook her head helplessly.
Washed his hands, came out, dreamed of eating and drinking, like a refugee, gobbling up.
"Eat slowly, you don't look like a girl at all." The mother who watched her eat blamed helplessly.
She is a gentle character, Father Meng is a person who gives people a serious look, and Meng Xi is stupid, I really can't think of who she looks like.
When you are hungry, you only have food in your eyes, and you don't listen to your mother's words.
Until you're full.
Help mom clean up the dishes.
"Go, go, I'll just have it here." Mom kicked her out of the kitchen.
"Mom......" Meng Xi pouted angrily.
She really wanted to help her mother, but every time she went in, she would be kicked out.
I really want to be a good wife and mother like my mother.
But her mother wouldn't let her do it.
"Xiao Xi, you won't do it, Mom doesn't want you to burn this kitchen." Mom said.
Dream regret is like a leaky deflated, and is hit by a deep merciless blow.
Mom is so ruthless, it was when I was a child, it was in the sixth grade, and now that she has grown up, how can she still remember it.
On Sundays, she was the only one in the house.
Dad and Mom went to a friend for a wedding drink, but she didn't want to go, so she stayed home alone.
I was at home, and when I was hungry and panicked at noon, I cooked and ate by myself.
She had never been in the kitchen before, and that was the first time she had gone in.
At that time, I didn't know how to do anything, and when I saw my mother cooking, I thought it was easy.
I started to make my first meal with hope.