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Chapter 47 I have eaten a big melon

Chapter 47 I have eaten a big melon

Yin Mei, who was concentrating on preparing dishes, was taken aback by her daughter's blah blah blah, and the kitchen knife almost came out of her hand. She turned her head to look at the girl in school uniform in surprise: "Why are you back? Today is Thursday, and it's not yet the week yet." five."

Ding Mi picked up a piece of deep-fried octopus and put it into her mouth. It was so hot that her mouth couldn't be closed, and she breathed out: "The college entrance examination is coming soon. The school tried every means to conduct surprise training for our graduating class, and arranged for the exam in the next two days. I will prepare it in advance. If you come back one day, you won’t come back for dinner tomorrow night.”

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Yin Mei couldn't understand her greedy look, so she slapped the back of her hand, "Eat after washing your hands, and you're not afraid of getting dirty. Tell you, Yu Yu is at home, don't act like you did just now." Noisy."

"An Chuyu?" Ding Mi blinked, holding onto the kitchen door frame and looking out, there was no one in the living room.

Yin Mei took her hand and struggled for a moment, wondering: "Mimi, can you borrow a night at a classmate's house? I didn't know you would come back tonight. You Uncle An and his daughter finally met, Speak, don't make trouble."

"Mom, I'm an adult now. I'm not an ignorant child. How could I cause trouble?" Ding Mi couldn't see her mother's humble behavior and didn't owe anyone anything. Fine?"

She made a gesture of zipping her mouth, expressing that she would never make it difficult for her.

Teacher Yin just pays too much attention.When she was working as a piano teacher for An Chuyu before, An Zhihe invited Mr. Yin's family to visit the villa on An Chuyu's birthday. Mr. Yin was worried that her daughter would be out of control and refused to let her come to her employer's house.Later, she reconciled with An Zhi, and Ding Mi could come and go here in a serious manner, and Teacher Yin made a rule for her, but she was not allowed to come here when An Chuyu came home, for fear of making An Chuyu unhappy.

Ding Mi often wonders who is her real daughter.

Yin Mei was worried about her, and told her again and again: "Then don't make trouble, and behave politely. Besides Yu Yu, her husband is also here, so don't make a fool of yourself in front of others."

"Who? An Chuyu's husband? Is she married?" Ding Mi asked three times, then raised her hand to cover her mouth, with an expression of being overwhelmed, "It's true, I haven't heard of it!"

Yin Mei tightened her brows: "It's even said that yelling is not allowed."

Ding Mi: "..."

There are a lot of rules, so she'd better go to her best friend's house to make do for a night.

However, she just thought about it this way, urging her mother to cook quickly, because she still has a lot of homework to review at night.

Yin Mei separated part of the fried hairtail and put it into a small bamboo basket lined with oil-absorbing paper, and saved the rest to make sweet and sour hairtail: "Help me watch the boiling water in the pot, and use it for cooking later." The fungus is blanched, I'll go up and deliver some food to Yu Yu."

"I'll just go and deliver it."

Ding Mi snatched the small bamboo basket in her hand and went out of the kitchen. Yin Mei yelled at the back twice but failed to stop her, extremely helpless.Her daughter was used to being wild when she was a child, and her appearance followed her, but her personality was completely opposite, and she never had anything to do with the word "quiet".

When Ding Mi saw the schoolbag she threw on the floor, she picked it up with one hand and threw it over her shoulder. She didn't find anyone in the living room, and went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

An Chuyu is taking Xi Zheng to visit the room where she used to live.

Xi Zheng saw the photo of her and her mother here, and knew for a long time that their mother and daughter looked somewhat similar. When the two faces were next to each other, they became more similar.

"Who is that Teacher Yin?" He had doubts from the moment he entered the door.

An Chuyu stared at the deceased mother in the photo frame, and said in a slightly lower voice, "Ms. Yin is my piano teacher. She comes to teach at home four times a week. I used to like her very much. Later, she and my father got together. You caught me arguing with my father at the school entrance banquet, when I first learned about it, I couldn't accept it for a while."

Xi Zheng didn't press on, and put her arms around her shoulders.

There was a knock on the door outside, An Chuyu calmed down and put down the photo frame: "Come in."

Ding Mi pushed open the half-hidden door, and always kept in mind her mother's advice to be polite, so she put down the schoolbag that had been slung over her shoulders, and handed An Chuyu a basket of fried octopus: "I Mom said eat it while it’s hot, and asked me to bring it to you.”

Because of Teacher Yin's obstruction, she has never dealt with An Chuyu directly, and her understanding of her still stays on the big screen and the Internet.In addition, there are photos of An Chuyu's childhood that can be seen everywhere in the house.

Similarly, An Chuyu also met Teacher Yin's daughter for the first time. I only heard that she lived here with her mother. She has an interesting personality and is very good at making An Zhi and happy.

She looks a lot like Teacher Yin, with slender eyebrows and almond eyes, fair skin, and a simple high ponytail in her school days.

An Chuyu signaled her to put the things on the table, and then Ding Mi walked into her room.

"Go and dry a cup of tea for me, I'll drink it later." An Chuyu tugged on La Xizheng's sleeve and winked at him.

Xi Zheng understood. She wanted to dismiss him and had something to say to this girl.He nodded, staggered out of the room, left them on the second floor, and went down the stairs first.

It's true that Xi Zheng was dismissed, but An Chuyu didn't have anything to say to Ding Mi, she just saw that Ding Mi had something to say to her.

"What do you want to say to me?" An Chuyu leaned against the edge of the table and picked up a piece of fried hairtail.

After all, Ding Mi was young, and she seemed to lack confidence when facing an adult who was eight years older than her and full of aura. The words that were originally prepared turned into: "Are you married?"

An Chuyu coughed and was almost caught by a fishbone: "Are you here to gossip with me?"

Ding Mi shook her head: "I just asked casually."

She had seen that An Chuyu was intimate with that man, he should be her husband.

Oh my god, An Chuyu is actually married!She is in the center of gossip, how come she never knows?
"Don't you like me and my mother too much?" Ding Mi hugged her schoolbag in her arms, and forcibly brought back the off topic, "It's not easy for her, she worked hard to take care of Uncle An, and never thought of stealing your mother's Location."

The crispy fried octopus in An Chuyu's mouth suddenly became tasteless, and just when she wanted to stop, Ding Mi said: "I couldn't accept her being with Uncle An before, even though I can't be called a mistress, with someone like that When rich old men are together, others will inevitably gossip, but she is happier than before, so I don't care. I only want her well, and nothing else matters."

An Chuyu felt that the child was more mature than she imagined: "So?"

Ding Mi bit her lips, and said desperately: "My father is not a human being, and he treats her very badly. When he drinks too much, he will beat people with his hands until his head is broken. My mother finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering, so, I I don't want her to suffer anymore. You don't need to like my mother, just don't run on her. I have a thick skin and say I'm okay. "

An Chuyu wanted to laugh: "I didn't run on her."

Ding Mi: "I know, it's because my mother is too sensitive. If you are even slightly unhappy, she will think it's her problem. Sigh, I've told her many times, but she won't listen."

After a pause, Ding Mi said relaxedly: "Besides, Uncle An, I usually see that you are the only one who is his baby bump. If you don't like it, it is impossible for him to give my mother a title, and my mother doesn't care about that. "

Ding Mi loosened her grip on the schoolbag, she was nervous at first, but not at all now.She felt that An Chuyu was not as indifferent and distant as he appeared on the screen, and she was listening to her carefully.

Ding Mi is a talkative person. When she realized that the other party was not hostile, she accidentally said a few more words: "Uncle An doesn't necessarily love my mother. They are old, so it doesn't matter whether you love me or not. It’s just a life with a partner, and someone will say a few words of kindness after returning home. As children, our wings are stiff and we fly out to study and pursue a career. We can’t go home several times a year. ,dont you agree?"

An Chuyu took out a tissue and spat out the fishbone: "You think clearly."

At least she was more open-minded than her. She learned that when An Zhi and Teacher Yin were together, they were the same age as Ding Mi today, but all she thought about was An Zhi and her betrayal of her mother.

She couldn't understand, couldn't stand it, she just stood up her thorns to resist, and never tried to think from the perspective of An Zhihe.

Even today, when she saw Teacher Yin, she still couldn't put her in the position of "stepmother".

Du Longqiu's death is not only the shackles of An Zhihe, but also the shackles of An Chuyu. The dead are irreplaceable.

After Ding Mi finished saying what she wanted to say, she no longer struggled with it. She unzipped her schoolbag, pulled out a paper, and put it on the table in front of An Chuyu: "My mother always kept saying in front of me that you graduated from a prestigious university. Can you give me the lecture questions, I have an exam tomorrow, if I encounter the same type of questions, I will be finished."

The corner of An Chuyu's mouth moved slightly, thinking that she was too familiar.

She moved her eyes down and landed on the scroll. Ding Mi pointed out a math problem for her. The parabola was drawn like a spider web. She got a headache just looking at it, and said bluntly, "I don't know how to do it."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"It's been so many years since I graduated, I've completely forgotten the formula."

"That's true." Ding Mi bit a gel pen at the corner of her mouth, put away the paper and stuffed it back into her schoolbag, "Forget it, I'll call my classmates after dinner."

She was carrying her schoolbag and was about to go out. When she reached the door, she took a step back: "When did you get married? There is no news that you are married online. Are you secretly married?"

An Chuyu: "..."

Ding Mi said mysteriously: "I have a good girlfriend who is a fan of your movies. I really like your movies, but the themes of your movies are too heavy. I prefer to watch comedies. I can only count on your beauty." pink."

She was so enthusiastic that An Chuyu didn't know how to respond.

Just when Xi Zheng came to the second floor to ask them to eat, An Chuyu took his arm and went downstairs, and when he asked what they had talked about, she shook her head with a smile, and whispered in his ear: "I'll talk to you when I get back."

Ding Mi was dishonest going down the stairs, walking in front of them, bouncing up and down two steps at a time, but Yin Mei caught her straight and gave her a sidelong glance as a warning.

Ding Mi immediately became honest and ran to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

"Don't throw the plate carelessly, I'll serve it, you go open the red wine and pour it into the decanter." Yin Mei patted her on the back, her voice was gentle and resentful, " Every girl has no image, and she jumps up and down when she is a grown-up."

Ding Mi stuck out her tongue, took out the bottle opener in the cabinet, and complained while working: "Why is it that I am responsible for opening the red wine every time, this is really difficult to do."

She could only turn the screw of the corkscrew into the cork, but she couldn't pull it out even with her nose.

"Let me do it." An Chuyu took the corkscrew in her hand, unscrewed the cork in twos and twos, poured the red wine into a swan-neck decanter, shook it gently, and brought it to the dining room.

Ding Mi was still standing there in a daze, she thought to herself, as expected of a movie queen, it looks so good to open a glass of red wine.

 The second update today, it's still eight o'clock in the evening~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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