"I... I just... passed by here... You go ahead and do your work!" Meng Wanqing was afraid that she would disturb the child's work.
Ray Lui is the director of the garment factory. He must have something to do when he asked them to come over.
And she was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions once she saw An Jianjun.
Lao Lei has already sent people to investigate this matter. I wonder how long it will take to get the results.
But she just couldn't help but want to come and take a look.
"Auntie, come in." Feng Jiaojiao could understand her feelings. She also had a child, and she couldn't imagine how devastated she would be if she encountered such a thing.
"Jianjun, Auntie is here!"
An Jianjun, who was cooking, heard Feng Jiaojiao's words and walked out of the kitchen with an apron on. It was Feng Jiaojiao who was cooking for him.
"Auntie, you're here. Have you eaten? If not, come and have something to eat with us." Feng Jiaojiao has been very busy these two days, and An Jianjun feels sorry for her, so he carefully prepares a lot of food for every meal.
Anyway, Feng Jiaojiao had stored a lot of food, vegetables, fruits and various meats in her space, and the two of them also went to buy a lot of things. This would be their home in the future, and they had plenty of money and tickets, so they came and bought a lot of things.
Next time you come here, you will have a place to stay.
Meng Wanqing saw An Jianjun wearing an apron, holding a bowl of braised beef fresh from the pot. For some reason, even though she had already eaten, she still said something against her will, "Not yet... not yet."
Feng Jiaojiao looked at Meng Wanqing's expression and invited her with a smile: "It's better to come at the right time than to come early. Auntie doesn't mind, so come and have a meal with us here."
"How could I dislike it? I'm so happy, but... I'm sorry to have caused you some trouble." Meng Wanqing looked at An Jianjun cautiously, afraid of causing him to dislike her.
In Meng Wanqing's heart, she had already determined that An Jianjun was her lost son. The characteristics and age matched.
It was because God felt sorry for her that he sent his son to her.
"No, we are destined to meet. It's just a meal. It won't be a bother." Although An Jianjun didn't know what happened, he planned to go home and ask An's mother, but seeing the pitiful look of this lady, he couldn't bear to turn her away.
Meng Wanqing was very happy.
Feng Jiaojiao changed her clothes and came out, "Auntie, please sit down."
"I'll go to the kitchen to help." To be honest, Meng Wanqing was worried about her man going into the kitchen, so she wanted to see if An Jianjun needed any help.
"Let's go and take a look," Feng Jiaojiao understood what she meant and took people to the kitchen.
"Why are you here? We'll be done soon. Don't come in, or you'll get your clothes dirty." An Jianjun served the last dish.
"Let's see if there's anything we can help with." Feng Jiaojiao picked up the dish that had just come out of the pot.
"Don't move!" An Jianjun saw Feng Jiaojiao's movements and immediately took over.
"Don't burn your hands." Just go over there and sit and wait.
Feng Jiaojiao raised the corner of her mouth, and Meng Wanqing could see clearly the atmosphere between them.
More than ten years after she stopped being involved, the child had grown up, got married, and had his or her own beloved.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Feng Jiaojiao caught a glimpse of Meng Wanqing's expression and quickly pulled her to sit at the table next door.
"Let's go over there and wait. He can do all these things. Let me tell you about his childhood."
"Okay!" Meng Wanqing was of course interested in these.
Feng Jiaojiao picked out some interesting stories about An Jianjun's childhood and told them to Meng Wanqing. These were also told to her by An's mother.
Feng Jiaojiao didn't tell Meng Wanqing about many things at home. She also has two children. She is now a mother of two children, so of course she has to be vigilant. It is impossible for her to tell all her family affairs without confirming her identity.
An Jianjun made four dishes and a soup, so even if Meng Wanqing added more, the dishes would still be enough.
Meng Wanqing didn't expect that An Jianjun's cooking was so delicious, and she ate too much without realizing it.
The buttons on her pants were all tight, and a large piece of fat bulged out from her belly. Meng Wanqing secretly unbuttoned the top button, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Knock knock." Lei Xiaotian found that his wife was missing again, so he hurried out to look for her, but he still couldn't find her after searching for a while.
Suddenly, it occurred to me that my wife might have gone to the yard where she met An Jianjun again.
So he went up and knocked on the door.
An Jianjun heard the noise and prepared to get up and open the door.
Meng Wanqing guessed it might be Lei Xiaotian, and she stood up to leave. "It's getting late, I should go too. I guess it's your Uncle Lei who's here to see me."
"You are here!" Lei Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife here.
"I happened to pass by, and Jiaojiao let me in. I even had a meal with her. Jianjun was the cook." Meng Wanqing was in high spirits, with a gleam in her eyes.
Lei Xiaotian was also very happy to see his wife's look. It had been a long time since he saw his wife look so happy.
"Thank you for your help!" The look in Lei Xiaotian's eyes was heartbreaking. Without evidence, he had no way to convince An Jianjun that he was their child.
"It's not a bother, just a meal. You're welcome to come again next time if there's a chance." An Jianjun saw Lei Xiaotian's expression, but now everything is unknown, so he can only let things take their course.
Lei Xiaotian pulled Meng Wanqing away.
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