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Seeing Shen Mingzhu, Pei Ziheng was stunned for a moment, then ran over happily, "Mom!"

Zhao Yun and the others stared blankly at Shen Mingzhu with expressions of shock and envy.

Pei Ziheng's mother is also pretty.

Shen Mingzhu gently touched her son's head, and looked at Zhao Yun and the others with a smile in her moist and bright almond eyes, "Hello, are you all Ziheng's friends?"

Zhao Yun and others looked at each other and nodded guiltily.

Shen Mingzhu smiled and invited everyone to go to the food factory and said that there was a ping pong table in the factory. They could come to the factory to play table tennis in the future. Several children immediately agreed happily.

For Zhao Yun and the others, playing table tennis is nothing new, but having one more place to play is enough to make them excited.

Arriving at the food factory, Shen Mingzhu took out snacks and soda drinks to entertain the children.

Zhao Yun and others didn't know until this moment that the "Pearl" spicy strips were actually the business of Pei Ziheng's family, and they all immediately envied Pei Ziheng even more.

For them now, having endless snacks at home is far more cool than having endless money at home.

While several children were having a great time playing table tennis, Shen Mingzhu brought Pei Ziheng into the office for questioning.

"How many of them bullied you?"

Pei Ziheng shook his head.

Shen Mingzhu took out Zhao Yun's homework from his schoolbag, "Then what is it? Why is his homework in your schoolbag?"

"He doesn't like to do homework, so I help him do it. Isn't it the right thing for friends to help each other?"

Shen Mingzhu choked up, "Helping with homework is not helping, it is hurting him. Writing homework is a necessary process of learning. Only by doing homework can we master knowledge more firmly..."

and many more!

Shen Mingzhu suddenly realized a problem and looked at her son in disbelief, "You help him with his homework? Can you do fifth grade homework?"

Stupid mother, you finally got the point.

Pei Ziheng cursed in his heart, and responded obediently: "I know a hundred million points."

Shen Mingzhu was hesitant and put the fifth grade homework book in front of him, "Write one and show it to me."

Pei Ziheng blinked his dark eyes, "Mom, didn't you just say that helping with homework is harming people?"

"..."

……

Looking at several older children lined up, Shen Mingzhu put her hands behind her back and asked with a smile: "Are you having fun here?"

Zhao Yun and others nodded while wiping their sweat.

"If you have fun, let's do your homework. After you finish, you can go home."

Zhao Yun and others were dumbfounded.

No, you said earlier that you want to do your homework and we won't come here.

In order not to worry the parents of several children, Shen Mingzhu called them one by one to explain the situation.

Zhao Yun and the others are all brats who don't obey discipline, and they are also mischievous when they go home. The parents are very happy to have Shen Mingzhu help with their homework.

In the staff canteen, Zhao Yun and others sat around a dining table, scratching their heads and starting to do their homework.

Pei Ziheng guided one thing and then another, as if he was a little teacher.

Da Ya, who is already in kindergarten, is sitting quietly at another dining table, drawing in a notebook with crayons.

If she had doubts about Pei Ziheng's fifth grade homework before, at this moment, all the doubts in her heart turned into shock and pride.

I am proud but also blame myself at the same time.

She and Pei Ziheng lived under the same roof every day, but they didn't even know what the other was doing every day, what friends they had made, and how much they had studied.

She is too incompetent as a mother.After confirming that her son's knowledge level had indeed reached fifth grade, Shen Mingzhu turned and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

Because there are not many employees in the food factory, everyone usually takes turns to cook.

Today it was Du Juan's turn. After entering, Shen Mingzhu took the spatula from Du Juan and prepared to cook two favorite dishes for the children.

Considering that children generally prefer sweet food, Shen Mingzhu made a dish of sweet and sour pork ribs and a dish of Coke chicken wings.

Shen Mingzhu prepares enough portions of each dish to ensure that her five and a half-year-old children and factory workers have enough to eat.

After finishing their homework, the children saw the sweet and sour pork ribs and cola chicken wings on the table. They were all dancing as excitedly as during the Chinese New Year, and their mouths were sweet.

"Thank you Aunt Mingzhu!"

"Aunt Mingzhu, you are so beautiful!"

"Aunt Mingzhu, I love you!!"

Shen Mingzhu was so amused that Pei Ziheng glared at the child who "confessed" with a dark face, looking disgusting no matter how he looked at it.

Not only did the children enjoy this meal, but the employees were also happy.

Although the food in the food factory is not bad at ordinary times, and you can basically taste the smell of meat in every meal, the opportunity to eat meat in a big way like today is extremely rare.

……

After eating and drinking, the lights on the streets were starting to light up. Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng sent the children home one by one.

Fortunately, the children's homes are in nearby blocks, and the farthest one is only three streets away, so it's time to take a walk.

Along the way, the children chattered and asked her how the Coca-Cola chicken wings were made at night, and how the spicy strips and dried tofu were produced.

It’s annoying to be asked too many questions, but seeing the innocent smiles on the children’s faces when they learn the answers makes me feel inexplicably cute.

The last one to go home was Zhao Yun. Among the children, his family lived a little further away.

However, Zhao Yun's family seems to be in good condition. It is one of the few wealthy areas in Fengcheng. The houses in it are all small single-family houses.

After watching Zhao Yun enter the gate of the community, Shen Mingzhu took Pei Ziheng and prepared to go home.

After walking for a while, Zhao Yun shouted from behind: "Aunt Mingzhu, wait!"

Shen Mingzhu turned around and saw Zhao Yun catching up with a box of something.

"Aunt Mingzhu, this, this is for you!"

After catching up, Zhao Yun was panting and stuffed the things in his hands into Shen Mingzhu's arms.

Shen Mingzhu looked through the street lamp and saw that it was a bird's nest!
"Aunt Mingzhu, bird's nest can beautify the skin. You can take it back and stew it to eat!"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, Ai Ai asked again: "Auntie Mingzhu, can I go to your house for dinner in the future?"

Under the dim street light, looking at the other party's flushed face, Shen Mingzhu asked, "Do your parents know if you brought this thing out?"

Zhao Yun scratched his head and said, "I have a lot of bird's nests at home. My father usually doesn't care about them. I don't have a mother."

The last three words made Shen Mingzhu's heart slightly dull.

She returned the bird's nest to Zhao Yun and patted the other man's shoulder, which almost reached her chest. "As long as you get along well with Ziheng and truly treat him as a friend, Auntie welcomes you to visit her home at any time."

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly lit up like little light bulbs, "Really? Thank you Aunt Mingzhu!"

"Aunt Mingzhu, goodbye, Ziheng, goodbye!"

The mother and son had already walked some distance away, but Zhao Yun still stood there waving to them, smiling like a fool.

Pei Ziheng couldn't help but look back as he walked. There was sympathy and dissatisfaction in his dark eyes.

The sympathy is because he knows how miserable a child without a mother is, but he is dissatisfied with Zhao Yun using bird's nest to curry favor with his mother, to win her sympathy and pity.

He equally hates anyone who tries to take away his mother's love.