My reborn girlfriend is so cute

Chapter 54 So You Are Xia Mengying!

"Auntie, you eat apples."

Xia Mengying walked into the room and handed the washed apples to the awkward middle-aged woman in front of her.

"Girl, thank you, don't worry about it."

"You can eat, you are welcome, the rice is almost ready, I will cook two home-cooked dishes."

With a sweet smile, showing two small canine teeth, Zheng Yun's heart suddenly brightened.

"Half an hour at most."

After speaking, he walked to the writing desk and got busy.

Zheng Yun looked at the red apple in her hand, and couldn't help being a little surprised—it was too red.

I checked it over and over again, but there is no place that is blue...

She knew that her son liked to eat apples.

But she has never been so patient to choose carefully...

He looked up at the slim figure who was cutting red peppers.

I can't help feeling a little moved.

Turned.

But Lu Ming was sitting lazily, with his head bowed in thought, pretending to be a little grandpa.

"Stinky boy, I don't know how to help."

muttered.

Putting the apple aside, she walked to the desk and said with a smile, "Girl, let me help you do it together."

"No need, Auntie, my speed is very fast."

As he spoke, his hands kept moving.

Only the sound of "da da da da" intensive vegetable chopping sounded continuously.

Look down.

The kitchen knife was as fast as the wind and lightning, and it seemed to appear phantom as it flickered up and down.

Zheng Yun took a deep breath.

Even the experienced nanny at home can't do this.

But now, he was easily used by a senior high school student.

Hey.

This girl is so nice.

If the brat can marry in the future, that's still his luck!
Appreciate it for a while.

Can't help asking: "Girl, did you learn this unique skill from your mother?"

"No, I'm self-taught." I took the time to look over and smiled, my hands still kept on cutting the red peppers, and then started cutting green peppers.

"Self-study?" He said softly, then suddenly raised his voice, "Self-study!"

Almost broke the sound.

"Yes, auntie, I'm a quick learner, maybe it's a talent?" He said casually.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the first time I've seen someone as talented as you."

Looking at the side face of the girl next to her, Zheng Yun felt like she liked it more and more, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Auntie forgot to ask just now, girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Xia Mengying."

"Hmm...that's a nice name."

grunted.

Found something wrong.

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Eh?
It seems that I have heard it somewhere...

"Thank you, auntie. My father chose this name. Because my mother's name has the word Ying in it, and his surname is Xia, he named her Xia Mengying."

"Hohohoho, I didn't expect your father to be quite romantic."

After laughing a few times, I couldn't help feeling a little sour.

If Lao Lu could have one-tenth of her thoughts, she would be satisfied for the rest of her life.

I think back then when I was pursued by Lao Lu.

There was nothing romantic about it either.

It was taken down by his sloppy effort.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little regretful.

And now he said to the outside world that he was fascinated by him, and he reluctantly agreed in the end.

Really shameless.

correct!

A few days ago, Lao Lu seemed to say that a loan student had been transferred to his son's class.

He is a genius of Shudu No. [-] Middle School.

The champion with more than 700 points in the second model test.

That student is a girl, and her name is...

"Xia Mengying, so you are Xia Mengying!"

Zheng Yun covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes were wide open, she looked as shocked as she had discovered a shocking secret.

"Yes, Auntie."

Although it feels a little strange.

But it's almost seven o'clock now, and we must hurry up and prepare the dishes for dinner.

Too late to think about it.

Put the chopped green and red peppers into a plastic lunch box.

Take the tomato again and chop it up quickly.

Still the dense sound of "da da da da".

But this voice.

To Zheng Yun's ears, it suddenly became extremely pleasing to the ear, even better than sweet honey.

A gifted student who cooks top-notch and looks as pretty as a star.

Such an outstanding person actually appeared in the small place of Fushun County.

Appeared beside his son.

more importantly.

She is actually in love with her son!

Think of this.

The complicated and apprehensive mood disappeared in an instant.

With such a wonderful girl.

Worried about whether the stinky boy can't study?

And Mengying also likes brats so much, if she can go to the hall and go to the kitchen, that is the perfect endorsement.

If it can be caught by the brat and written into the account book.

That's really a blessing from the ancestral grave, cultivated in eight lifetimes!

"Mengying, come here."

Zheng Yun pulled the girl in front of her away from the writing table, her pair of red phoenix eyes almost forming arcs of laughter.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Xia Mengying looked puzzled.

"How can you do these things?"

While talking, he pulled her to the wooden bed and sat down.

Then rolled up the cuffs: "You take a good rest, today I will let you taste my craft."

"No, Auntie, you are a guest today, how can I let you cook!"

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but was forcibly pinned down on the wooden bed.

"What can be done, what can be done, don't be polite to me, we will all be our own family from now on."

Turn your head.

Lu Ming, who was also in a daze at the corner, waved: "Son, you come here too."

Regarding the 180-degree change of his mother, Lu Ming was at a loss: "Mom, what's wrong with you, did you come up with something inexplicable again?"

"Don't make up your mind, don't fix these things you don't understand."

Straightened up, walked over a few steps and dragged Lu Ming over: "Just sit on the bed for me and talk to Mengying..."

"What's there to say, I'm a classmate with her, see you every day."

"Talk about your studies, your life, your outlook on life, and your favorite dream. Let me teach you."

"No, we are in a hurry now, we have to hurry—"

"Don't interrupt!"

Glaring: "If you tell you to talk, you can talk. Where there is so much nonsense, the two of you should know more about it. The relationship can only be stable if it is based on mutual understanding. Mom is someone who has experienced it. Listen to me and you are absolutely right!"

After speaking, he turned around and went to the writing desk to pick up the kitchen knife.

At the end, I still didn’t forget to look back and tell you again: “Just one thing, now that you are in the third year of high school, you must grasp what you should do and what you shouldn’t do. When you go to university, you can do whatever you want, and I have no control over it.”

The more you say it, the more inexplicable it becomes.

"Mom, what do you mean, what should be done and what should not be done, what is going on in your mind?"

"Oh, that's it, the words have been said, think about it for yourself."

No more words.

The kitchen knife in his hand has already begun to cut.

After a while, I hummed "Sweet Honey" to myself...

(End of this chapter)