Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Zhou Beiqing didn't expect that Sheng Anning would suddenly talk to her. He was surprised, put down the book in his hand, looked at Sheng Anning, and shook his head: "I won't eat."

Sheng Anning still smiled: "Auntie's steamed egg custard is very good. Come and try it. Besides, it's not interesting for me to eat alone. Your eldest brother didn't even say a word to me when he went out."

Zhou Beiqing was stunned for a while, and when Sheng Anning felt that she must be guilty, he got up and walked over, went to the kitchen to get a small bowl, poured half of the egg custard for himself, and pushed the rest in front of Sheng Anning.

Sit down and eat in silence.

Sheng Anning looked at Zhou Beiqing and still had no intention of moving the spoon. She still felt that her guess was true and there was something wrong with the egg custard.

After Zhou Beiqing finished eating, he saw that Sheng Anning still didn't move his chopsticks and blinked: "Why don't you eat it? It tastes pretty good. Don't you like it? Do you want to eat something else?"

This was the longest sentence Zhou Beiqing had said to Sheng Anning in the past few days since she came back. She was not sure. Could it be that she was wrong in her suspicion?

There's nothing wrong with the egg custard, but is it really flour?

He smiled and said, "I'm not hungry yet. I've been eating with your brother for the past two days. I can't eat without him."

Zhou Beiqing nodded, the expression on her face was very calm and cold, making it impossible to guess her mood.

After Sheng Anning waited for Zhou Beiqing to leave, she quickly found a bag to put the empty bowl used by Zhou Beiqing and the half bowl of egg custard in front of her, planning to ask Sheng Chengan to take it for testing later.

Before there is evidence, she must not say nonsense. If it is a misunderstanding, it will appear that she is petty and make Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Nanguang feel uncomfortable. No matter what, Zhou Beiqing is their biological daughter.

We can't let Zhou Shixun know. He will probably rush over and pinch Zhou Beiqing's neck to ask. After all, Zhou Shixun can easily lose his mind when it comes to anything involving her and her children.

Just after hiding the things, Sheng Chengan came over carrying two bottles of wine, canned milk powder, malted milk, chocolate, coffee beans, and even a coffee machine.

Sheng Anning looked at the large pile of things in shock and reached out to beat Sheng Chengan: "I'm craving for coffee. Why did you get this? I can't drink it now."

Sheng Chengan was a little strange: "I didn't buy it for you. You can drink it later. I always give you some decent gifts when I come to celebrate the New Year, right? I bought this at the overseas Chinese store. I didn't expect that although this coffee machine is handmade,

But the workmanship is really good. I’ll grind a cup for you to smell later.”

Sheng Anning stared at him, listen, is this still human language?

Sheng Chengan looked around and saw no one else, and was a little curious: "Where are the family members? Why are you alone?"

Sheng Anning pointed upstairs: "Zhou Beiqing is upstairs, everyone else has gone out, and Auntie is busy cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen."

Sheng Chengan said "Oh" and didn't take it to heart. He looked for a place to put the huge coffee machine. In the end, he could only put it on a low-leg cabinet next to the dining table.

Sheng Anning leaned over to watch. Just as he was about to tell his brother about the suspicious breakfast situation, Zhou Beiqing came down from upstairs and walked over on his own initiative. He looked at the coffee machine on the cupboard and seemed very interested.

Sheng Chengan didn't know Zhou Beiqing's past, but because she was now her sister's sister-in-law, she was still very polite: "Do you like coffee? Let me grind you a cup?"

Zhou Beiqing was quite curious: "It turns out that a home coffee machine looks like this. I drank coffee at a restaurant in Beichen and it was not very tasty."

Sheng Chengan waved his hand: "That's because they didn't do it well. You can try my cooking later."

Seeing Sheng Anning standing here with great difficulty with a big belly, she immediately chased people away: "Why are you standing here if you can't drink? Go and sit aside."

Sheng Anning secretly glared at Sheng Chengan, then went to sit down on the sofa and watched Zhou Beiqing and Sheng Chengan chat.

It's quite strange. Today, Zhou Beiqing seems to have suddenly enlightened and looks like he really wants to improve his interpersonal relationships.

However, I have to say that regardless of stereotypes, Zhou Beiqing still looks outstanding. He is tall and slender. He is wearing a beige turtleneck sweater and brown straight pants, and he has a bit of the temperament of an orchid in the empty valley.

She unconsciously carries a bookish air about her, and Sheng Anning actually likes girls with this temperament.

Just thinking about what Zhou Beiqing had done, I sighed in my heart that such good looks were lost.

Sheng Chengan made a cup of coffee for Zhou Beiqing, adding sugar cubes and milk. The aroma of coffee spread throughout the room. Sheng Anning covered her nose and leaned on the sofa, looking at Sheng Chengan with resentful eyes.

Zhong Wenqing smelled the smell in the room as soon as he entered the door, and wrinkled his nose: "What is it?"

Sheng Anning laughed: "My brother brought a coffee machine and is making coffee."

Zhong Wenqing was also very interested in this foreign gadget. He walked over curiously, as if he had just seen Zhou Beiqing. When he saw her holding a cup of coffee, he glanced at her without saying anything, but asked Sheng Chengan: "This thing doesn't matter either."

It tastes delicious. I've tasted it before, and it's like drinking Chinese medicinal soup. I don't know why foreigners like it so much."

Sheng Chengan thought for a while: "It's a cultural difference. Just like people in our country like to drink tea. Once you get used to it, you will find it delicious. Over the years I have been abroad, I have a cup of coffee every morning. After drinking it, I feel like drinking tea.

Spirit."

Zhou Beiqing was sipping his coffee while listening to Sheng Chengan's talk. He felt that the coffee in his mouth was exactly what he said, with a silky smoothness entering his throat, and a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.

While chatting, Zhou Shixun and Zhou Nanguang also came back together.

Sheng Anning never had a chance to talk to Sheng Chengan about breakfast.

During the Chinese New Year, the Zhou family eats a simple meal at noon, then a few more dishes for dinner, and eats dumplings at midnight.

After lunch, Zhou Shixun, Zhou Nanguang and Zhou Shuanglu went to the courtyard to visit some old leaders, wish them an early New Year, and let everyone get to know Zhou Shixun.

Because Sheng Anning was in poor health, she didn't go out with him.

Zhong Wenqing was about to take a lunch break, and Zhou Beiqing also went upstairs to read a book. Sheng Chengan and Sheng Anning were left in the living room.

Sheng Chengan sighed: "The old men are trying to pave the way for Zhou Shixun. If anyone is promoted in the future, Zhou Shixun will be able to rise to the top."

Sheng Anning snorted coldly: "Zhou Shixun still needs to pave the way, he himself is very powerful."

Sheng Chengan glanced at his sister with disgust: "Look at your future, all you see are men."

Sheng Anning ignored his cynicism and whispered to Sheng Chengan about the problem he discovered during dinner in the morning: "I don't feel at ease, please take it and test it for me."

Sheng Chengan frowned: "Do you suspect that someone in your family wants to harm you?"