In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

No one would have imagined that Meng Huan would be so courageous that he would find someone to inquire all the way, and finally arrived at the third canteen of the main factory.

Perhaps it was because of the unwillingness and jealousy in his heart, Meng Huanming knew that he should leave quickly, but he still wanted to see Meng Jiao with his own eyes and see what kind of life she was living.

She didn't dare to enter the third canteen, and stood under a tung tree seven or eight meters away from the gate, staring nervously and expectantly at each person entering and leaving the canteen, like a hunter waiting for an opportunity.

She had only peeked at Meng Jiao once before, and she was a little worried that she might not recognize her when she saw her. However, when Meng Jiao and Yang Chunlan appeared arm in arm, her pupils widened sharply, unblinking. Staring at the slender figure, his hands couldn't help clutching the hem of his clothes, his whole body seemed to have been hit hard by something, and his breathing became more and more difficult.

Meng Jiao, this is her half-sister, she looks somewhat similar to her!

However, the two are different. Meng Jiao wears decent work attire, with a sense of superiority all over her body, which is the self-confidence given to her by her status, and although she went out this time, she also changed into the best clothes, There is no patch, but she is fat and big, and does not fit her at all. It looks like she came from the countryside. Meng Jiao wears two black and shiny braids, and her hair has become dry and yellow due to malnutrition. The most obvious thing is the complexion of the two of them, one is fair and tender, one can tell at a glance that he has never suffered hardships and was raised by a thousand pets, while the other is tanned and rough by the wind and sun, he is working in the production team to earn work points I'm tired, it's from getting up early in the morning to hunt pigweeds at night, and cooking and smoking every day...

The more the comparison, the more unwilling it is.

Meng Huan almost couldn't bear it and rushed out, wanting to drag her and destroy her together.

The only sliver of sobriety nailed her in place, watching Meng Jiao go further and further away, never looking at her from the beginning to the end, as if she was treating something that couldn't be put on the table.

When Song Hongguo and Han Ying came, Meng Huan hadn't left yet. When the system saw her, it immediately shouted excitedly, "Host, look, look..."

"What are you looking at?" Song Hongguo casually rolled her gaze, sweeping past Meng Jiao's face.

"Meng Huan, it's Meng Huan, Meng Sanshou's adopted daughter really sent her here!" The system was very excited, "You really guessed right, but why did she come here? Yang Rongyue is not here, Shouldn't we go to the gate of the county family compound and wait for the rabbit?"

Song Hongguo said, "I should have met Yang Rongyue and negotiated the terms, but I'm not reconciled to leaving like this. Let's take a look at her sister who followed her mother to the city to live a good life."

The system clicked twice, "What's the use of just looking at it? Doesn't it make me feel more uncomfortable?"

Song Hongguo said meaningfully, "When you feel uncomfortable, you will be more motivated."

The system agreed, "That's right, I just don't know what conditions she raised with Yang Rongyue."

Song Hongguo was not curious, it was just that, asking for money, food, or arranging work, she wondered how to let Han Cheng know about Meng Huan's existence, even if Yang Rongyue denied it, with such a similar face, it was enough to make a man suspicious And diaphragm should be.

She slowed down and looked towards Meng Huan again. Meng Huan also stared at her a few more times. Firstly, Song Hongguo was eye-catching, and secondly, what she was wearing today was also fashionable and beautiful. Many people looked sideways with envy.

A light gray cardigan sweater jacket with a white shirt inside, crisp black trousers underneath, and a pair of popular white sneakers on the feet. In the black, blue and gray, it is definitely the most eye-catching existence.

Can Meng Huan be attracted?Even, the more I look at it, the more I feel ashamed, and I have an urge to run away.

At this time, Han Ying finally looked over and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You know him?"

Song Hongguo said, "I don't know her, but I think she looks familiar..."

Han Ying sneered, "Don't you know me? She looks a bit like my stepmother, what a bad luck!"

Song Hongguo didn't say any more.

On the contrary, Han Ying got emotional, and pulled her to go over, "Ask, is it possible that a niece from her natal family is here to fight the autumn wind again? It's not enough to arrange for Yang Chunlan, it's for them to bring all the breadwinners into the factory." Do you want to give up?"

Song Hongguo followed her without stopping, wondering how Meng Huan would respond.

Unexpectedly, Meng Huan turned around and ran away.

Han Ying said "Hey", but the more she shouted, the faster Meng Huan ran, fearing that she would catch up.

"What do you mean?" Han Ying asked puzzledly, pointing at her own face, "Am I ugly? Did I scare people away before I spoke?"

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "It's not that you are fierce, it's that she has a guilty conscience."

Han Ying asked, "Why are you guilty? Is she really Yang Rongyue's niece?"

Song Hongguo shook her head, "Then I don't know. You can ask someone if there is a niece at this age in her natal family. Maybe it's not a niece."

"Could it be a niece?"

"..."

This imagination is not rich enough!
But there were too many, Song Hongguo couldn't remind them any more, and could only wait for the right opportunity, or when there were more leaks from the Meng family.

The two went into the cafeteria to eat, and just as they were looking for a seat to sit down, Song Hongbing came over with an expression on his face that was quite indescribable.

"Why are you here?" Han Ying stared at him with an unwelcome attitude.

Song Hongbing put a thermos bucket in front of Song Hongguo, and said in a sour tone, "I think I want to come? Isn't this entrusted by someone to bring warmth?"

The old-fashioned insulated barrel looks like a small thermos pot. It is made of metal. When the lid is unscrewed, the aroma comes out all at once. It smells very familiar. It is stewed pork ribs, with goji berries, red dates, and a few pieces of yam in it.

Very nourishing and healthy.

Song Hongguo immediately knew who sent it, and that's right, apart from Huo Minglou, it was impossible for Song Hongbing to run errands for others.

She couldn't help laughing when she thought of the chili meat sauce she brought with her when she went out in the morning. Could it be that the two of them had a tacit understanding?

"Huo Gong is considerate enough. If there is something delicious, I will think of you first..." Han Ying winked at her, smiled and teased, a little envious, but not jealous.

Song Hongbing echoed, "That's right, the food in the research institute is not so good every day, and once in a while there is a small stove, I'll bring it to you, tsk tsk..."

There were other people around, both of them knew how to measure, and after each joked, they stopped, even if this was the case, it was enough to shock the others.

The men couldn't believe it, and the women didn't want to believe it. How could a person like Huo Minglou, who was so high above the others and who didn't eat the fireworks of the world, be so kind to a woman?
Isn't he always indifferent and ruthless to women?Why are you suddenly so courteous?

Song Hongguo ignored those strange eyes, and took out a few bottles of sauce from the basket to share. Song Hongbing was a little bit heartbroken when he heard that he would be fed dog food twice, but when he found out that he also had a bottle, he was immediately happy and had lunch. I didn't care about eating, so I took it to the research institute. The euphemism was that Huo Minglou, the real boyfriend, had to eat first, so that they would have the nerve to open their mouths after they got drunk.