After Qin Bai took Feng Yaoyao home, he went back home himself.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother sitting there like an empress dowager, staring at him and smiling.
Okay.
After getting rid of one troublemaker, there's one left.
Today, the little green tea's behavior was completely beyond her expectations. There was no verbal or physical flirting at all. She was like air to her, as the little green tea kept circling around her mother, as if she had forgotten about her.
Of course, this doesn't count if you're in the car.
This result is already quite good.
It seems that this woman is quite sensible in front of her mother, knowing who has the most say in the family.
Qin Bai sat down next to Cheng Jing and picked up a grape from the table, handing it to her.
"Mom, try it, this stuff is actually quite sweet."
Looking at her son's fawning expression, Cheng Jing smiled.
"No, thank you."
Qin Bai held a grape to her lips: "Try one, it's really good, I highly recommend it."
"I won't eat it. I'm indebted to others for their food. I'd better hear your explanation first."
"Hehe, you haven't forgotten?"
Cheng Jing's expression turned serious: "Son, no matter how poor we are, we really can't do anything illegal, you know that..."
"Huh? What illegal thing?"
"Then where did you get the car and the house? Don't think I don't know how much an Audi A8 costs. The interior is all brand new; it can't be a used car."
"Wanla, you know quite a lot. You're not easy to fool."
Cheng Jing grabbed one of his ears and said, "Are you going to talk or not? Are you going to talk or not...?"
"Say it, I'll say it, let go, it's going to fall."
Qin Bai covered his ears, looking utterly miserable.
"That's how it is, a few years ago...blah blah blah... Sister Wanyin...blah blah blah."
Half an hour later.
Cheng Jing ate most of the bag of sunflower seeds, her eyes gleaming with gossip.
This melon is sweet, ripe, and delicious.
"So, you've known Pei Wanyin for a long time?"
"yes."
"They handle all the kidney supply issues?"
"That's right."
"And then they give you a car and a house?"
"Um."
Cheng Jing stared at him for a while, then reached out and touched his forehead, and then touched her own.
Yes, I don't have a fever.
If she didn't know her son well, she would have thought Qin Bai was talking nonsense.
After carefully considering what Qin Bai had just said, Pei Wanyin could understand why she was so good to her son.
For a rich family's daughter, this amount of money is nothing, but it provides her with an emotional outlet, making it a worthwhile deal.
“Son, they have helped us so much, we must never forget their kindness.”
"Yes, that's for sure,"
Then, the seriousness on Cheng Jing's face disappeared, and she asked with great interest:
Will your sister Wanyin come to our house during the Chinese New Year?
Qin Bai was stunned for a moment: "No, no way, her family is from Pushi, she shouldn't be here."
Cheng Jing tentatively asked, "It's okay if he/she isn't here, how about we call him/her over?"
"Huh? Why did you call me over?"
"It's more lively with more people."
"Let's forget about it. He's a businessman too, and he probably has a lot of things to do."
"Go and ask around, call everyone you can, let Mom check on them one by one..."
Qin Bai got up and left.
This mother really loves to watch the drama unfold, doesn't she care at all about her own life or death?
You'd better go to sleep quickly, or who knows what mischief you might cause in a little while.
"Son, don't go, let's chat a little longer."
Bang!
Qin Bai closed the bedroom door.
The next morning, he smelled a fragrance before he even got out of bed.
Upon opening the door, I saw a busy figure in the kitchen.
"Mom, didn't I tell you to rest? Why are you up so early?"
"It's just cooking, it's not tiring."
What are you doing?
"Century egg and lean pork congee and beef-filled buns."
"The food is really good; it's all my favorite dishes."
Cheng Jing smiled and said, "Go wash up quickly, then come over for dinner."
"Yes, ma'am."
Qin Bai turned and walked to the bathroom, a warm feeling inexplicably welling up in his heart.
Having my mother at home really makes a difference. I slept much more peacefully last night and didn't have any nightmares.
While brushing his teeth, he suddenly leaned forward and asked, "Mom, how many buns did you steam?"
"It's enough for you to eat, and enough to give away as gifts."
Cheng Jing had reached the point of being able to foresee the future, as if she knew what her son Wen was thinking.
"Oh, that's good."
Qin Bai took out his phone and sent a message to Shen Muyao.
Have you had breakfast?
Shen Guaiguai had finished washing up, and Ren Qian was sitting next to her.
"Let's go have breakfast together, I'm starving."
"Um."
What do you want to eat?
"go......"
My phone vibrated.
Upon seeing the message from Qin Bai, she immediately replied.
"not yet."
"How about some porridge and steamed buns? I'll bring them over for you."
Shen Muyao looked up at Ren Qian and replied with an "Mm" without hesitation.
"Why are you staring at me like that? What do you want to eat?"
"Not eating anymore?"
Ren Qian paused for a moment, then glanced at her phone.
"Am I being abandoned?"
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