As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and rushed towards the hens, causing them to scurry in fright.

Wen Tingyu's laughter was also "Gege", and when the hen was scurrying, he scooped up two eggs and held one in one small hand.

"Oh, Mr. He, this egg is still hot!" She cried out in surprise, and then made a bitter little face, "Oops! What is this, Mr. He! ”

He Mengjie stepped forward to take a look and couldn't help laughing. "It's!"

Wen Tingyu immediately grinned, and seeing that she was about to throw away the egg in her hand, He Mengjie hurriedly took out a tissue to catch the egg, and said to her Nunu, "Go to the yard and wash your hands." ”

Wen Tingyu screamed and ran into the yard to wash her hands, and He Mengjie looked at her little back and laughed.

At noon, fragrant scrambled eggs with tomatoes, green rape, steamed egg custard, and a plate of fried shredded pork with green peppers, plus a bowl of seaweed egg soup, were put on the table. Four dishes and one soup, nutritious and healthy, and more valuable, these vegetables and eggs are the freshest, green and pollution-free.

Wen Tingyu followed He Mengjie for a while, and he was already hungry and devoured. He Mengjie looked at her with a smile and asked seductively, "Is the food cooked at Teacher He's house delicious?" ”

Wen Tingyu nodded and buried himself in hardship. Wang Zihao raised his eyebrows and said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to cook so delicious!" ”

He Mengjie smiled and did not speak.

After her grandmother left, she and her grandfather depended on each other, and she naturally had to take on the role of the mistress of the family.

After eating and resting for a while, He Mengjie was about to go to work. He Dasheng has repeatedly told her that he can take care of himself. He Mengjie was still not at ease, so she asked Aunt Wang in the back room to help her watch it.

Wang Zihao drove He Mengjie and Wen Tingyu back to Wenzheng Law Firm, and when he arrived, it was exactly two o'clock to catch Wang Zihao to work.

He Mengjie took Wen Tingyu to Wen Xuan's office, Wen Xuan was reading what documents, and asked without raising his head: "Have you done everything in your house?" ”

He Mengjie nodded, inexplicably twisting: "That...... Thank you. ”

Wen Xuan raised his head and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Her face flushed, she scratched her hair and said, "Thank you for letting Wang Zihao drive to pick me up." ”

The corners of Wen Xuan's mouth twitched, then he lowered his head, and then looked at his documents: "I know, you are Zhou Papi, how can you beat it." Besides, no one took the rain with her, she only had the best relationship with Zihao, so she had to let Zihao sacrifice it. ”

He paused, raised his head and glanced at her quickly, his gaze was a little indescribably strange: "If you want to thank Wang Zihao, thank you." ”

Wen Tingyu suddenly interjected: "Dad, what does it mean to make a promise with your body?" ”

This time, Wen Xuan put down his pen and raised his head to look at Wen Tingyu: "Who taught you this sentence?" ”

Wen Tingyu shrugged his shoulders: "Brother Xiao Wang asked Teacher He to thank her, Teacher He asked how to thank her, and he said that he wanted her to make a promise ......."

Wen Xuan turned his head abruptly, and his sharp gaze shot at He Mengjie's face.

He Mengjie's face burned, and she didn't know why she was a little weak-hearted. She cleared her throat and felt the need to explain, "Don't get me wrong, we're just joking." ”

Who knew that Wen Xuan replied with a serious face: "It's not bad." ”

Belch? He Mengjie was stunned.

"I mean, you and Wang Zihao are the same age, and you are childhood sweethearts, so it's a good idea to make a personal promise." Wen Xuan said slowly.