When Qin Yunjiao was cooking, she never let her family into the kitchen.
Because she wasn't doing it at all.
She simply flashed into the space and took out the cooked food one by one.
After Qin Yunjiao was reborn, what she was most satisfied with was the built-in space and system.
Her space was a small delicatessen, identical to the one she had opened in her previous life. The glass counter was filled with braised beef, salted chicken, boneless chicken feet, duck wings, duck clavicles, and so on.
There are also some cold vegetarian dishes.
The only difference from her previous life was that there were no annoying flies in the space, and no matter how much food she took out, the space would be replenished automatically.
Qin Yunjiao was originally in a bad mood, but after staying in the space for a while, she felt much more comfortable.
As a person who possesses a system and space, she believes that she is the heroine of this world.
Qin Ting is so ignorant that she dares to resist her now. One day, she will stand on the top and look down on everyone, and step on Qin Ting hard under her feet!
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"Ah Qiu!"
Qin Ting, who was being plotted against, sneezed loudly.
When I looked down at the word questions on the test paper again, it suddenly dawned on me and I understood it.
Qin Che couldn't help laughing at her, and a sneeze cleared his brain.
"Brother, this is truly amazing." Qin Ting agreed with a clear look in her eyes. "This problem is incredibly difficult. I stared at it for half an hour and still couldn't figure it out. But I solved it by sneezing. Isn't that amazing?"
Qin Che laughed so hard that his stomach ached.
"Take a cold shower before the college entrance exam, then get some fresh air, and you'll definitely be admitted to Huaqing University!"
"Brother, you're making fun of me again!" Qin Ting said angrily, "With my poor English grades, I'm lucky to be able to go to university."
She was being modest, but it was also true.
Qin Ting has always been among the top ten in her grade. If her English wasn't so bad, she would definitely be able to go further.
There are only a handful of students from Linfeng County No. 1 Middle School who can get into university every year. Last year, there were three, and the year before last, there was one. Only one of them is an undergraduate, and the others are all junior college graduates.
Qin Ting’s dream of going to college was not easy.
"Oh! I wish I had a tape recorder." Qin Ting sighed.
If she can listen to English tapes every day to train her ears, her English grades will definitely improve.
Qin Anan sat in the yard and played with Tianluo Daju.
The snail has gotten used to the Qin family and is no longer afraid of them. He has gained a lot of weight in the past few days thanks to Qin Anan's "dried fish feeding technique", and his yellow striped fur has begun to become shiny.
It raised its chubby little face and rubbed Qin Anan's palm. It felt soft and itchy, making Qin Anan giggle.
"Big Snail, you're such a good helper to me!" the little fellow said in his heart.
As if the snail heard her thoughts, it tilted its head and meowed at her with a proud expression on its face.
After Feng Jingrou returned home, she didn't go out again. She mixed a large bowl of batter and prepared to make pancakes so that she could bring lunch to Qin Ting tomorrow.
While working, I watched the interaction between Qin Anan and Tianluo Daju, and I didn’t understand what “good helper” meant.
But she had other things on her mind, so she didn't think about it too much.
Yesterday, Feng Jingrou heard from her daughter's voice that her husband Qin Zheng was alive and well, and also heard about the disgusting things her parents-in-law had done. She decided to contact her husband as soon as possible.
The question is, how do we contact each other?
The only way to contact her husband now is to write a letter, but she doesn't have Qin Zheng's address at all.
Feng Jingrou suddenly had an idea. Maybe... An An could know?
She tilted her head 45 degrees to the sky and said tentatively, "I really miss Qin Zheng so much!"
Qin Anan was startled and suddenly turned to look at her mother.
Feng Jingrou (smiling inwardly, full of anticipation): Haha, An An has a reaction!
My dear An An, do you know where your dad is? Tell me, tell me!
Qin Anan stared at Feng Jingrou with his big, dull eyes for a while, then lowered his head and continued to touch the big orange dog.
[Daju, how did my mom become a Qiong Yao heroine? ]
【The first day after A Zheng left, I missed him! 】
The day after A Zheng left, I missed him! I missed him!
It's the third day since A Zheng left. I miss him! I miss him! I miss him so much!
Feng Jingrou: ...
She didn't know who Qiong Yao was, but why were the words An An recited so disgusting?!
Feng Jingrou got goosebumps all over her body and hid back in the kitchen with her arms folded.
well!
So embarrassing!
After Qin Ling and Qin Li finished weeding the cornfield, their faces were sunburned.
When I got home, it was time for dinner.
Today it was carp again. Qin Anan almost vomited after eating so much fish, but when she thought about buying medicine for her elder brother, she suppressed the urge to resurrect chickens, ducks and geese.
At the dinner table, Qin Ting brought up the idea of working part-time on weekends.
Although she rejected Qin Yunjiao, her words were like a spark in Qin Ting's heart, igniting her idea of sharing the pressure for her mother.
“No!”
Feng Jingrou, who was always gentle, immediately turned cold when she heard this.
She herself graduated from junior high school, but regrettably gave up her dream of going to college due to policy reasons. Her daughter has caught up with a good era, and she doesn't want her daughter to have the same regrets as she did when she looks back on her life after she has started a family and a career.
"Girls can only have a bright future if they study hard and go to college. Otherwise, they will just have to get married and have children early, and spend their days cooking."
"This year is the most critical year. You must focus all your energy on studying."
The children had never heard their mother speak in such a firm tone, and they were all stunned.
"But, Mom..."
Qin Ting wanted to argue further, saying that she only worked part-time on weekends and must study hard at school.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Feng Jingrou.
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