It was noon when Qin Bai returned carrying large and small bags.
Cheng Jing was sitting at the dining table, munching on her food.
“I said (chewing) Son, are you planning to run away with all this stuff?”
Qin Bai threw all his things into the bedroom.
He jogged over to the table, took a sip of water, and then picked up the bowl in front of Cheng Jing.
"I'm starving (chewing) I haven't eaten anything this morning (chewing)."
Cheng Jing gave him a disdainful look, then went to the kitchen and got another bowl of rice.
"You run away as soon as I ask you to tidy up the house. Hurry up and change your clothes after you finish eating. My friend will be here soon."
"Okay, I understand."
Cheng Jing didn't press him further about what he was going to do with the things he bought; she could guess anyway.
A quick glance reveals that these are mostly items used by people my age.
I had already bought almost all of my share yesterday.
So, it's probably meant to be given to one of his mothers-in-law.
After finishing his meal, Qin Bai went into the kitchen, picked up a large spoon, and began to study.
"What are you looking at? Is this pot valuable?" Cheng Jing exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be something that has been passed down from the Han Dynasty?"
"Hehe, the Sea-Stabilizing Pot left behind by Yu the Great during his flood control efforts."
This mom is getting funnier and funnier. After returning home from the hospital, she suddenly started to let her true nature shine through for some reason.
Every day, besides figuring out how to find fault with myself, I also try to maximize my language talent.
Sometimes those nonsensical remarks could make Qin Bai laugh for a long time.
To be honest, she's probably in a good mood these past two days because she didn't get beaten up.
"Then please put down my Sea-Stabilizing Pot. Don't even think about taking it. I'm not selling it. Thank you."
"Who wants your pot? I just want a little something from it."
"On your body? What could be on the pot besides the soot at the bottom? You..."
Ding dong~
The doorbell rang.
Ignoring her son's mischievous antics, Cheng Jing left a message and ran towards the door.
"Be polite for a moment, don't provoke that young lady..."
"Okay."
Qin Bai held the large ladle, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and grabbed a handful from it.
Then, with a heavy heart, she smeared it on one side of her face.
Humans are strange creatures; first impressions play a major role in our sensory perception.
It's not that he's narcissistic; he already has enough admirers, and things are in a state of superficial balance.
If another troublemaker comes along, he'll probably have to find a place to hang himself.
Besides, his mother is watching over him. If someone from his own neighborhood were to force-feed him something, his mother would probably give him a beating without asking any questions.
For his own safety, he had no choice but to temporarily disfigure his handsome face.
Why.
Qin Bai looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.
I wish those women were standing in a row right now, seeing how hard I've worked.
"Come on in. You said you were coming, so why did you bring so much stuff?"
"Sister Cheng, there's nothing valuable, just some fruit..."
Qin Bai hadn't even taken his hand off his face when he heard the sound at the door and was startled.
Why does it look so familiar?
It sounds familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before.
Will I run into someone I know?
No, no.
Low-probability events don't happen that easily.
Qin Bai, carrying a pot, walked towards the door with streaks of black and white on his face.
Then......
Qin Bai: "Aunt Yao?"
Yao Rou: "Qin Bai?"
A small head peeked out from behind Yao Rou.
Shen Guaiguai: "Little White?"
Cheng Jing: "Shen Muyao?"
There were four people inside and outside the door, each with a question mark on their head.
The situation is quite complicated, and no one seems to have quite grasped it yet.
Cheng Jing looked at the mother and daughter at the door, her mind racing.
Although I've never met Shen Muyao in person, I've seen her in videos 800 times.
The current situation is that she and Yao Rou are sisters.
Shen Muyao and Yao Rou are mother and daughter.
My son and Shen Muyao are a couple.
In summary.
She and Yao Rou are...
relatives by marriage?
Thinking back on what I just said makes me laugh.
And don't mess with that young girl.
This isn't just provoking; they've already brought him home.
Qin Bai's mind is more modern, and his reactions are faster.
"Aunt Yao, please come inside first, and then we'll talk."
"Yes, yes, come in quickly."
Cheng Jing took the things and invited the mother and daughter in.
He turned around and saw Qin Bai and a special forces soldier in the face, and slapped them across the face.
"What kind of mischief are you up to now?"
Qin Bai rubbed his arm, looking aggrieved, and muttered softly, "Didn't you say you wouldn't let me..."
Cheng Jing immediately covered his mouth and turned to give Yao Rou an awkward smile.
"Please have a seat, I need to take care of some family matters."
After saying that, he pulled Qin Bai into the restroom.
"Ah~~~ Mom, listen to me, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I'll wash it right away."
Shen Muyao sat on the sofa, still not quite understanding what was going on.
She was still thinking about how to sneak out to find Qin Bai, but how did she suddenly end up at their house?
If she had known that her mother's friend was Cheng Jing, she would have agreed long ago.
But it's quite strange that Xiaobai came out carrying a pot and had something smeared on his face.
Is this some kind of custom in their family? I'll ask them about it later.
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