The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 503 Qingyue

"The meal is simple, I hope you two don't dislike it."

Aunt Lin tactfully carried the child down.

Zheng Qing glanced at the delicious food on the table, which was delicious in color and fragrance, and she was indeed a good wife and mother.

"Are you from Yunzhou?" Zheng Qing asked casually.

Cong Yan was surprised for a moment, "Did you see it?"

Zheng Qing pointed to a plate of red and oily delicacies exuding an attractive aroma and said: "Braised chicken fir, this is a special dish in Yunzhou. Chicken fir is a fungus that lives in symbiosis with termites. In the primeval forest, this dish is not from Yunzhou, but it can't be so authentic."

Cong Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "What a good eye, that's right, I'm from Yunzhou, I came to Jingzhou when I went to college, and then I stayed in Jingzhou to marry and have children. Speaking of which, I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time. , These chicken firs were sent to me by my father years ago, knowing that it would be inconvenient for me to go home with my children, and I was afraid that I would miss my hometown food."

Zheng Qing naturally knew Cong Yan's family very well. After sitting down with Ming Jing, Cong Yan put the soup in front of them and asked with a smile, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Cong Yan. Cong, the smoke of fireworks, I don't know what to call you two?"

"Zheng Qing, this is my sister Ming Jing." Zheng Qing picked up a piece of chicken fir, took a bite and chewed, couldn't help nodding and said: "The meat is plump, fine and white, and tastes smooth and delicious. Ming Jing, like us The food I ate in Yunzhou before was not bad."

Cong Yan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you also from Yunzhou?"

Zheng Qing laughed and said, "We are from Jiangzhou, and we went to Yunzhou with Ming Jing before."

Cong Yan smiled and said, "Really? Your accent doesn't look like Jiangzhou people."

As far as she knows, the language system in Jiangzhou is complicated, and the people there will more or less have some accents, but the two people in front of them speak very standard Mandarin and can't hear any accents at all.

Zheng Qing went over smoothly: "Maybe it's because of my innate sense of language. Sister Cong, your skills are really good."

"Come here often if you like it. I'll make it for you to eat. When I'm free, I like to play with these foods. By the way, you are still college students, right?"

Zheng Qing coughed: "I'm already working, Der Spiegel, I'm still a high school student."

Cong Yan looked at Ming Jing in surprise: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so young. It's really wronged you to recognize you as a godmother."

She knew that Ming Jing was very young, but from her conversation, she thought she was a college student, but she was younger than she thought.

Ming Jing ate slowly, and after swallowing everything, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and then said lightly: "It's okay, I like Jinjin very much, I am very happy to be his godmother."

Cong Yan put vegetables in her bowl: "It's my honor."

Ming Jing shook his head: "I'm full, I'll go to see Zijin, you guys eat slowly."

Then he got up and left the restaurant.

Cong Yan looked at Zheng Qing: "Why does she eat so little?"

"She has always eaten like this, her stomach is smaller than a cat's, let's continue without her."

Zheng Qing looked carefree, but her eating posture was very elegant, Cong Yan took a serious look at her.

"Miss Zheng, did we know each other before?"

Zheng Qing's eyebrows twitched, and he said calmly: "How do you say?"

"I always feel that you give me a very familiar feeling, as if I have seen you somewhere before?"

It's a pity that Cong Yan couldn't remember anything.

Zheng Qing put down his chopsticks, and said nonchalantly, "Oh, maybe I have a popular face, maybe you've seen someone who looks like me."

Cong Yan smiled, if this face is popular, then other people will have no way to survive.

"By the way, Big Sister Cong." Zheng Qing put away his smiling face, the flash of hostility in his eyes made Cong Yan's heart tremble slightly.

"About Jinjin's aunt, what are you going to do about it?"

There was no smile on Cong Yan's face either.

The eldest sister-in-law has been married for many years and has nothing to do, and she was disgusted and criticized by her husband's family. She was considerate of her difficult life as a woman, and said good things for her in front of her mother-in-law many times.

She can bear to hurt her, but it is vicious to attack a one-year-old child.

This time, she won't turn the page so easily.

It's just that there is no real evidence for this matter, and the police will not accept it. How to deal with it is a bit tricky.

Zheng Qing's fox eyes were bent, showing both the cunning of a spirit fox and a terrifying cruelty.

"I have a way."

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Ming Jing played with Zijin for a while, and explained to Aunt Lin some dietary precautions, and left her her mobile phone number, telling her that if Zijin needed any help, she must call her as soon as possible.

Aunt Lin looked at her curiously: "Miss Ming, you are so young and you don't look married yet, how can you be so experienced in taking care of children?"

Zijin was taking small unsteady steps on the open space in the courtyard, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, looking in the direction of Mingjing, giggling, and staggering towards Mingjing.

Ming Jing held him in his arms, patted his head, sweating profusely.

"I have three younger sisters, all of whom I took care of."

Aunt Lin showed a comprehension expression.

"Mom...Mom." Zijin kept leaning into Mingjing's arms, yelling indistinctly.

Ming Jing shook his head with a smile, and corrected him tirelessly: "Godmother."

"mom."

"Godmother."

"mom."

Aunt Lin made a laugh: "Jin Jin is very serious about life. Except for his parents and me, no one is allowed to hug him, not even his grandma. The old lady was very angry because of this. I didn't expect Jin Jin to treat Miss Ming like this." Intimacy, it seems that Xiaoyan is right, you and Jinjin are very destined."

Ming Jing casually asked, "Zijin's grandma?"

Aunt Lin got angry when she mentioned this old woman, "That old woman loves to make troubles. In the past, Xiaoyan suffered a lot in her hands. Xiaoyan who messed with her was almost divorced several times. Fortunately, Jinjin's father is a good man. Didn't let her succeed, Xiaoyan got married and didn't have a child for two years, she scolded Xiaoyan for not being able to have a baby, occupying the latrine and not shitting, can you tell me who scolded her daughter-in-law like that? Later, Xiaoyan became pregnant, and she actually Suspecting that the child is not her son's, she asked Xiaoyan to do an amniocentesis for DNA testing, and Xiaoyan's premature birth. Fortunately, the child was born healthy. Tell me, Jinjin is the only blood of their old Qin family, but It was the old woman who urinated on her body during the centenary banquet, and she never saw her again, do you think there is such a real grandma? If you don’t know, it’s probably a step-grandmother.”

The more Aunt Lin talked, the more righteous indignation filled her. The old lady Qin couldn't finish talking about her evil deeds for three days and three nights.

"The Qin family?" Ming Jing grasped the point.

Aunt Lin was heartbroken, since she is Jinjin's godmother anyway, there is nothing to shy away from.

"Jinjin's grandma was a very powerful character when she was young. She seemed to come from some wealthy family. She married Jinjin's grandfather and took care of her. He is a smiling tiger, and my sister-in-law is not a thing. The reason why we Xiaoyan have endured until now is because of Jinjin's father, otherwise such a family would not be able to stay together for a day."

Cong Yan called Ming Jing to the bedroom, carefully measured her measurements, and carefully wrote down the data in the notebook.

"Is the cheongsam urgent? If it's urgent, I'll hurry up and pick it up in three days."

Zheng Qing hurriedly said: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, work slowly and carefully, go at your own pace."

"That's good, let's choose a look."

It was not too early to choose a good model, and the two said goodbye and left. When they stepped out of the threshold, Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha... I can't wait to see you in cheongsam."

After seeing the child, her mood suddenly brightened, and hearty laughter wafted through the world, and a man passed her by without noticing at all.

Cong Yan was surprised when he saw the person coming: "Senior?"

But seeing her usually calm and prudent senior face change, she suddenly turned around and rushed out.

Cong Yan hurriedly followed out, but saw the senior holding Zheng Qing back.

Cong Yan was even more surprised. Is this the Liu Xiangyue she knew? Girls have always been the only ones chasing him. How could he take the initiative to strike up a conversation with a girl one day, not to mention hearing that he is about to get married.

For a man who has always kept himself clean, this is simply impossible for him to do.

Being patted on the shoulder, Zheng Qing's eyes lit up, subconsciously wanting to throw him over the shoulder.

But in an instant, she realized that the other party was not malicious, and when she turned around, she suppressed the coldness in her eyes, raised her eyebrows and smiled with a charming and coquettish look.

The sunlight above her head suddenly became a bit dazzling, so that she couldn't see the face in front of her clearly, only the man's thin chin and sexy Adam's apple could be seen.

I remember where she heard that the bigger a man's Adam's apple is, the stronger that aspect is.

Hmm, visually it looks good.

Bah, thinking of where to go, Zheng Qing put away his mixed thoughts in an instant, and said with a smile: "Hey handsome guy, what's the matter?"

The woman in front of her had a gaudy face, just like brilliant roses blooming on the branches. There were many roses, each of which was beautiful, but they were all the same, and they couldn't tell the difference between the same flowers.

But those eyes are unforgettable, like two shining gems, under the sun, they are radiant and splendid.

In the chaotic memory, there seems to be such a pair of eyes, sly like a fox, but indifferent as if they will stab a knife into your chest the next moment.

She will laugh wildly, and cry sobbingly, like wind, rain and fog, no matter how hard she tries, she can't catch a corner of her clothes.

The quiet alleys, the mottled walls covered with dead vines, the dazzling sunshine, the breeze blowing past the ear with the fragrance of flowers and spring, something broke out of the ground.

Like the slow motion of a movie, when the sun receded and the man's face was fully exposed in front of his eyes, Zheng Qing's eyes flashed brightly.

After wandering for so many years, everything is about to settle down, Zheng Qing thought, it would be nice to find a man to fall in love with.

The man's hand hanging by his side was slightly clenched, and he quickly smiled gently: "It's okay, I just think you look like an old friend of mine."

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.

This method of striking up a conversation is a bit old-fashioned, but for the sake of good appearance, it can be forgiven.

"Really? Is your old friend very important to you?"

Zheng Qing approached him lightly, her red lips parted slightly, her winking eyes were like silk, and her breath was like blue.

This kind of teasing, another man would have been unable to hold back, but the man in front of him was still clear-eyed, as motionless as a mountain, and Zheng Qing's eyes burned with intense interest.

Good guy, my old lady has finally met an evenly matched opponent.

The man smiled slightly, looked down at Zheng Qing's eyes, his eyes met each other without giving in, and there seemed to be sparks crackling and igniting invisibly.

He smiled: "It should be very important."

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows: "Should? It seems that you are not sure."

The man's Adam's apple rolled down imperceptibly, caught by Zheng Qing, who narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Professor Liu." A gentle voice broke the ambiguity between the two, Zheng Qing suddenly turned his head and looked at Ming Jing.

"You know each other?"

Liu Xiangyue looked at Ming Jing, nodded and said with a smile, "Student Ming Jing."

Mingjing explained: "Professor Liu is the chairman of the organizing committee for my participation in CMO."

Zheng Qing hooked his lips, and his lips and teeth lingered, coquettishly: "So it's Professor Liu...."

The protracted ending sound was extremely ambiguous.

And the words Professor Liu said from her mouth gave people an inexplicable feeling of trembling.

Liu Xiangyue's eyes darkened.

Cong Yan walked over and said, "So you guys know each other, what a coincidence."

"Let me formally introduce you, Liu Xiangyue, my senior in college, and now a professor of the Department of Mathematics at Huaqing University."

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, oh, you are an intellectual.

"Ming Jing is my son's godmother, and also my family's savior, this is..."

It's not that Cong Yan didn't see the ambiguity between the two just now, but looking at Liu Xiangyue's nonchalant appearance, he wondered if he was thinking too much?

Zheng Qing took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Hello, my name is Zheng Qing, Zheng from Zheng Banqiao, and Qing from Qingqing Zijin."

Cong Yan subconsciously looked at Zheng Qing, why was it so strange.

Liu Xiangyue shook her hand, and the two quickly separated.

Cong Yan didn't find anything amiss, and thought that he really was overthinking, Professor Liu is a decent person, and with a fiancée, he would definitely not casually hook up with other women.

After the two left, Cong Yan said: "Senior, what do you want me to do?"

Not getting an answer, Cong Yan couldn't help turning his head to look, only to see Liu Xiangyue staring at the front in a daze.

In front, there are only the backs of Zheng Qing and Ming Jing.

The strange feeling in Cong Yan's heart came again, she dared not speculate that her cold and reserved senior would be the kind of person she imagined, it was absolutely impossible, the senior must be thinking about something important.

Liu Xiangyue looked away calmly, and said lightly: "I want to give a birthday present to a respectable elder. She liked to wear cheongsam when she was young, so I'm sorry for your inconvenience, junior."

Cong Yan immediately put aside those messy thoughts, "Senior, come with me."

Cong Yan turned and walked in front, Liu Xiangyue followed behind her, lowered her head and opened her palms.

Lying quietly on it was a curled note.

Liu Xiangyue pursed her lips quietly, and her fingertips were slightly hot, as if there was still some faint fragrance left.

interesting.