Chapter 590: Xia Zhenzhen’s Story (2)

“Do you like apple cider vinegar?”

Ning Huanxin looked at Xia Zhenzhen with a strange look at this moment.

"Does Mei Aoxue like this flavor too? I remember Wu Yi didn't like sour things before."

Ning Huanxin couldn't help but mutter.

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Xia Zhenzhen blinked in confusion. She really didn't remember anything about the past related to Mei Aoxue.

Seeing Xia Zhenzhen's confused expression, Ning Huanxin couldn't help but raised her hand and patted her shoulder: "Don't think too much for now, come on, drink some apple cider vinegar."

"oh."

Xia Zhenzhen nodded. As soon as the familiar taste entered her throat, she couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of her lips and whispered involuntarily.

"When I was a child, there was an apple tree in our garden. It was the only fruit tree in our family. My grandparents would pick apples and sell them in the fall. I was really greedy at that time. But I didn't dare to say it or ask for it because my family was so poor."

Xia Zhenzhen felt a little sad when she talked about the past.

Her grandparents really loved her and would take the initiative to save the good apples for her, but she was very sensible since she was a child and secretly put the apples back. Later, her grandmother found out and used the leftover apples, the ugly apples, or the apples that had been stored for too long, and made apple vinegar and canned apples with white vinegar and rock sugar at home. They tasted sour and sweet, and gave them to Xia Zhenzhen to drink.

“That’s the best drink I’ve ever had in my life, and the best snack, too.”

Recalling her childhood, Xia Zhenzhen's eyes became complicated and gentle.

"Unfortunately, later on...the tree died."

Having said that, Xia Zhenzhen sighed. When she looked up, she saw Ning Huanxin sitting next to her, looking at her with shining eyes.

"Ms. Ning, you..."

"You are just like Wu Yi, just make me happy."

Ning Huanxin smiled faintly at Xia Zhenzhen: "Zhenzhen, if you are willing, can you tell me more about your childhood? By the way... why did you think of painting plum blossoms? Do you have plum trees at home?"

Ning Huanxin pointed to the painting of red plum blossoms blooming in the snow on the wall opposite the living room. The painting was very vivid. Ning Huanxin just wanted to know how Xia Zhenzhen painted it. "Plum blossoms?"

Hearing Ning Huanxin mention plum blossoms, Xia Zhenzhen blinked: "My neighbor's surname is Mei, and there is a plum tree in their yard. In winter, the plum blossoms are especially fragrant and beautiful. Because Uncle Mei and his family don't have children, they are very kind to me. I often go to their house. When it snowed when I was a child, I would paint plum blossoms in the snow. In fact... the reason why I studied art and why I am good at painting is also thanks to them, because Uncle Mei is an art teacher in our village. He saw that I was very talented, so he gave me some pointers, which made me develop a strong interest in painting since I was a child."

Xia Zhenzhen’s neighbor’s surname is Mei.

This is exactly what Mei Aoxue said to Wu Yi. Mei Aoxue told Wu Yi that she and Xia Zhenzhen are neighbors and good sisters who have grown up together.

only……

However, Xia Zhenzhen said that the Mei family had no children. Even Xia Zhenzhen's grandparents did not remember that the Mei family had a child. There was no such person as Mei Aoxue in the household registration system.

So……

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ning Huanxin's eyes flashed, and she suddenly looked at Xia Zhenzhen and asked again: "Zhenzhen, did you have good friends to play with when you were a child? What are they studying now? Are there any who like art like you?"

(End of this chapter)