Chapter 823 Mao Mao's Love Letter

Xiaoyu cuddled with her aunt for a while before reluctantly saying, "Auntie, I have to go to Feng Yunxia's house now."

She was the matchmaker.

My brother has already stood up for Dwarf Tiger.

She had to go help Feng Yunxia.

She is, after all, a student at Tsinghua University, so her reputation is somewhat impressive.

We need to let others know that the bride is not someone to be trifled with.

Chen Qing asked, "Are you alone?"

"A group of people from our training base."

"Okay, go ahead. Do you want to bring some lunch with you? Otherwise, what will we eat for dinner?"

"Then I'll eat my fill before I go!"

Xiaoyu went to heat up the food.

Aunt Feng made a few pancakes and boiled ten eggs for Xiao Yu: "Eggs for breakfast tomorrow. Give some to the bride too, so she won't go hungry and lose her energy."

"Okay!"

Xiaoyu carried a large bag of things to visit her former classmates.

Chen Qing continued to short sell.

A little while later, He Yuan returned with his two children. Youyou excitedly ran to her mother and shared, "Mom, Dad bought me so many things!"

"Me too," Chen Qing said, shrugging.

Youyou generously gave her some melon seeds.

Chen Qing started eating without hesitation.

Pingping carried her books back to her room, feeling that she was truly born in a good era.

Renaissance!

New content appears every day.

So happy~

He Yuan sat down next to Chen Qing, took out a bag of peanuts, peeled them for Chen Qing, and then looked up at the TV: "What's this about?"

"The upheavals in the mirage, look at the male and female leads, they're such a perfect match, handsome man and beautiful woman!"

Chen Qing had basically watched them grow old in his previous life.

Now let's look at the younger version.

It looks even better!

He Yuan frowned as he looked at it.

Chen Qing: "..."

What was his expression?

The photos they took are so good.

The content was so fascinating that he read it like a research report.

The research report might not even have such an ugly expression.

"Comrade He Yuan, watch your expression."

"Um."

He Yuan simply stopped watching.

He felt that the 12-inch color TV screen in his home was really too small.

The peeled peanuts were handed to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing fed him.

Youyou also opened her mouth.

Chen Qing fed him again.

The two of them laughed heartily.

He Yuan couldn't understand what they were so happy about, but he really enjoyed being fed by Comrade Chen Qing.

As evening fell, Mao Mao arrived pushing a cart, carrying box after box inside. Chen Qing asked curiously, "Mao Mao, what are you carrying in that box?"

Mao Mao's ear tips gradually turned red, and then her whole face turned bright red.

Youyou stared in disbelief: "Brother Mao Mao, did you learn magic tricks?"

Mao Mao quickly waved his hand, but stammered and didn't know what to say.

He Yuxiang sneered: "His love letters!"

Chen Qing was stunned. She counted the number of boxes—a total of four!

"So many?"

“My records have entered the mainland and sales have skyrocketed. One of my mentors in the art troupe is a school professor. After class, he played my songs. Suddenly I became famous. The surrounding schools were also affected, and so on and so forth... people started writing me letters. Some people even wrote several letters and stuffed them into my hand. My dormitory couldn't hold them all, and my house was too small. I could only put them in He Yuxiang's room for the time being, and then rent a small room to move them there to store them properly.”

He scratched his head.

Extremely shy.

Chen Qing: "Amazing!"

Nowadays, it's truly rare to find someone who can collect four large boxes of love letters.

Pingping heard it was a love letter and ran out to see what was going on.

He Yuxiang: "He doesn't work anymore; he goes to ballroom dancing every day."

"I didn't want to either, but... I was invited by a lot of people."

It was hard to refuse such hospitality.

He always enjoyed having people around him, so he became a bit lax in his work.

He Yuxiang snorted coldly: "Superficial."

Mao Mao blushed and said, "I understand, I'll work hard!"

Pingping looked enviously at the four large boxes of love letters: "So many people write to Brother Mao Mao, Brother Mao Mao must be the most charming person, right?"

Chen Qing wanted to say: To be honest, your mother has received many letters before, but most of them were just insults.

never mind.

Let bygones be bygones.

Mao Mao picked her up and laughed, "No, they like my singing, but I don't sing anymore, so they won't like it for long."

"A moment of liking is still liking. The fact that they were willing to write so many long letters proves that you sing very well. I also like your singing. It's the best song I've ever heard!"

"But I can't sing anymore..." Mao Mao said sadly.

Pingping: "What a pity."

Mao Mao suddenly laughed: "Why don't you comfort me?"

"Because I believe you can get through this!"

"Really?"

"real!"

How did you know?

"Because you are a very good person, I hope that Brother Mao Mao will also have a good future."

"Ouch."

Mao Mao pressed her forehead against hers, feeling a warm glow in her heart.

He Yuxiang: "Move things, then we'll be at work."

Chen Qing's fists were itching to punch.

They were all so warm and affectionate.

He just had to come and cause trouble!

Mao Mao was used to it. After putting his sister down, he put his love letter back in He Yuxiang's room.

Regardless of whether the letter writer's feelings were genuine or feigned, and regardless of how long this affection would last, he was grateful that someone was willing to like him.

But he didn't forget to retort to He Yuxiang: "I just made a joke at you, do you have to say so many things to me?"

Chen Qing asked curiously, "What did you say about him?"

Mao Mao laughed and said, "A girl handed me a love letter, but when she saw He Yuxiang, she was so scared that tears welled up in her eyes. I told him to go away so as not to scare her, and he got angry and said that he should not have helped me carry the love letter."

Chen Qing couldn't stop laughing.

He Yuxiang: "..."

look!

This is a classic case of good intentions going unrewarded!

But in the end, he still helped move the things.

Mao Mao stayed for a free meal, and then took He Yuxiang to help Dwarf Tiger tidy up his wedding room.

The two of them also have to help with the wedding procession.

Fu Shuyan also rushed over. He greeted Chen Qing, and without even eating, went straight to Dwarf Tiger's house.

Upon seeing this, He Yuan said, "I can hardly imagine if He Yuxiang were to get married one day."

Chen Qing: "Then we must fleece He Yuxiang and make him prepare a lavish feast! Put all the best food on the table."

He Yuan: "..."

After they got married, he often understood why Chen Qing valued him.

Because she really loves to eat!

Youyou inherited all of her traits.

He got up and called Pingping: "I promised you today that I would teach you how to make desserts."

Pingping obediently followed her father to the kitchen.

He Yuan first taught her to recognize ingredients, starting with the most basic types of noodles.

Pingping studies diligently.

In the lobby, Chen Qing urged Youyou, "Why don't you come too?"

Youyou said sadly, "When I went on a picnic with my friends, I burned someone's earthenware pot. I was afraid I would burn our pot too, because our pot is expensive and I don't want to damage it."

Chen Qing said, "It's alright, I'll stay with you! If it gets burned, we'll each pay half the cost!"

Seeing that his mother was willing to give up her TV time to spend with him, Youyou mustered up his courage and said, "Then I'll try again!"

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)