The sound echoed in the empty house.
The lingering lingering effect lasted a long time.
"See you when school starts, Song Qingqing." After saying this to the window, Song Qingqing turned around and went back inside to rest.
The next morning, she returned to Zhongtang County alone and went to Song Meihua's residential area.
At that time, the most talked-about topic in the neighborhood was the news of Song Meihua's death.
Most people felt sympathy for Song Meihua's plight.
Although she was not a well-mannered person and was harsh to her niece.
But death can erase everything.
Upon hearing these words, Song Qing scoffed and headed straight for Song Meihua's house.
As they arrived at the gate, they overheard Qian Xiaojun and Qian Xiaomei arguing loudly about who should cook.
These two arrogant and domineering siblings immediately turned against each other after they lost the people who could work for them.
“You’re the older brother, so of course you should cook for me.”
"Cooking is something women do. I'm a man, and you're a woman, so you have to do it."
"I haven't grown up yet, I'm not a woman, I'm a child."
"Regardless of age, if you are a woman, cooking is your job."
Just then, the door was suddenly opened, and Qian Xiaojun and Qian Xiaomei immediately looked towards the door. When they saw that it was Song Qingyi, their eyes lit up and they said in unison, "Song Qingyi, go and cook for us."
They truly are siblings; their thoughts and tone are identical.
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyi rolled her eyes, closed the door, and offered a suggestion: "Would you dare to eat the food I made?"
If you ask me, you should find someone who can cook well.
As for who to choose, isn't Song Qingqing the best cooking expert?
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