"Yuan Sheng is here today." Pei Qingyuan looked at Qin Miaomiao.
Qin Miaomiao nodded, indicating that she already knew.
"He asked me to divorce you." Pei Qingyuan said again, his eyes still fixed on Qin Miaomiao's face.
He wondered how Qin Miaomiao would react when she heard this.
Qin Miaomiao nodded: "I guessed it, do you want a divorce?"
Qin Miaomiao asked Pei Qingyuan back.
In fact, for her, what difference does it make whether she gets divorced or not?
Pei Qingyuan is not her man in her heart.
Pei Qingyuan didn't expect Qin Miaomiao to ask him back. He shook his head and reached out to pinch his thigh.
I'm a bit embarrassed to answer this question.
Qin Miaomiao didn’t understand what Pei Qingyuan meant. If she wanted to, she wanted to. If she didn’t want to, she didn’t want to. What was there to be entangled about?
It's really strange.
"I'll do whatever you say."
Just when Qin Miaomiao and Liu Mengzhu thought Pei Qingyuan would not answer this question, Pei Qingyuan suddenly said something.
After saying that, he quickly pushed his wheelchair away.
Listen to her?
ah?
Qin Miaomiao looked at Liu Mengzhu with a confused look on her face.
"What does this mean? Listen to me, he wants to be my little brother? Not everyone can be my, Qin Miaomiao's little brother."
Liu Mengzhu: “…”
I really want to pry open Miaomiao's head and see what's inside.
It was such a romantic and seductive sentence, but she took it to mean something very different from the real world.
Poor Pei Qingyuan.
However, Liu Mengzhu did not gain nothing. At least she knew that Pei Qingyuan still had some thoughts about Miaomiao between men and women.
Pei Qingyuan locked himself in the room.
He admitted that he was a little impulsive just now.
I don't understand why I suddenly said that.
What he clearly wanted to say was that everything could be arranged by Qin Miaomiao.
If Qin Miaomiao wants a divorce, then they will divorce.
If Qin Miaomiao doesn't want to leave the Pei family, then they can continue like this.
But I just can't bring myself to do it, and I just don't want to explain.
He was looking forward to Qin Miaomiao's answer.
But he was afraid to hear Qin Miaomiao's answer.
His heart was beginning to become tormented.
Qin Miaomiao, who had made Pei Qingyuan suffer, now went to the kitchen with something.
When Tian Daxiao saw the two of them, he also put down the kitchen knife in his hand.
"Mengzhu, do you want to withdraw? If so, I will ask your father to go find Yuan Qing. It's best to avoid Wang Fen. If Wang Fen knew that her son brought such a good thing to our house, she would probably be angry for a long time."
"And who knows what unpleasant things the team might say."
Tian Daxiao could even guess what unpleasant words would be said at that time.
For example, Qin Miaomiao is shameless. Even though she had divorced Yuan Sheng, she still clings to him, seduces him, and asks for supplies.
And the Pei family was so ruthless that they stole the food his son had worked so hard to bring back...
Tian Daxiao didn't mind, after all, he was almost used to it. But Miaomiao and Mengzhu were different, they were still young and couldn't do this.
"Why return it? They brought it to our door, why are you returning it?"
As he said that, Qin Miaomiao handed the cloth bag to Tian Daxiao.
"Mom, this rice is really good. Since he gave it to me, let's eat it. Cooking rice porridge is also very nutritious."
"If you send it back, it will end up in Wang Fen's belly. Mom, aren't you angry?"
Tian Daxiao was stunned for a moment.
Yes, why didn’t she think of this?
When it returned, it went into Wang Fen's belly...
Why?
This was clearly something Yuan Sheng had given to his son. Why should he just give it back to Wang Fen?
"Miaomiao, you're right. We can't let Wang Fen get away with it. I'll make some rice porridge now so the whole family can have some. I've never tasted rice this good in my forty years."
Having said that, without Qin Miaomiao and the others saying anything, Tian Daxiao turned around and started washing rice and cooking porridge.
Qin Miaomiao chuckled and bumped Liu Mengzhu's shoulder with hers, feeling very proud.
Liu Mengzhu gave her a thumbs up.
Afterwards, Qin Miaomiao pulled Liu Mengzhu into a corner.
"I plan to go to town tomorrow and get some more meat. I really can't stand it any longer. I want to eat rice."
Qin Miaomiao's tone of voice sounded as if to say, "If you don't agree to let me go, I'll cry with you."
Liu Mengzhu: “…”
She didn't object.
After all, there are so many things in the space, it’s a pity.
It’s also because they themselves can’t cook. If they could cook…
Thinking of this, Liu Mengzhu looked towards the kitchen and saw Tian laughing who was still busy.
She knew what she had to do.
"Okay, then you go tomorrow. I'll learn how to cook with mom at home."
Liu Mengzhu felt that as long as she learned to cook, they would not need an excuse to go to town.
Qin Miaomiao's eyes lit up.
"How about I come too? Actually, I think I have a talent for cooking."
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands in anticipation.
Liu Mengzhu: “…”
No, you don't.
When she saw Qin Miaomiao like this, she recalled some bad memories. If she really let Qin Miaomiao cook, she would not want this kitchen anymore.
"Miaomiao, let's talk about this with mom first?" Liu Mengzhu diverted Qin Miaomiao's attention.
She is now worried that cooking will arouse Qin Miaomiao's interest.
What can I say about her?
To put it nicely, it's persistence; to put it bluntly, it's stubbornness.
If she becomes interested in a piece of dog poop, she will do anything to collect it and take it home.
Liu Mengzhu still remembers the time when Qin Miaomiao was chased around the yard by Grandpa Qin when she was ten years old.
The reason is that Qin Miaomiao wants to know what boiled shit tastes like.
So I used Grandpa Qin's small pot to cook the dog shit I had carefully collected...
As a result, those who understand understand.
Qin Miaomiao lay in bed for three days.
…
Qin Miaomiao sighed.
Meng Zhu was clearly worried that her talent for cooking was better than hers and that this would undermine her self-confidence.
Forget it, forget it, after all, I am Mengzhu’s good sister.
You'd better tone down your edge.
The two of them went into the kitchen, intending to watch Tian Daxiao cook.
But no one expected that Tian Daxiao would say something that surprised them both.
"Miaomiao, I guess the rice that Yuan Sheng sent must have been bought in that kind of place."
Tian Daxiao lowered his voice, looked at the door, and spoke only after making sure that there was no one else there.
Qin Miaomiao and Liu Mengzhu were shocked. They didn't expect that their mother-in-law actually knew about that kind of place.
"Mom, you actually know that kind of place?"
Tian Daxiao nodded and looked at the door again.
"Of course I know about that place, it's just a matter of whether I dare to go there or not."
Qin Miaomiao gave a thumbs up: "Mom, you are really awesome. Have you ever been there?"
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