Abandoned women from wealthy families serve as control groups in pastoral variety shows

Chapter 90 Tell Her Something

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"You can make whatever you want." After eating the cola chicken wings made by Meng Chuyuan last time, Lu Qianling knew that her cooking skills must be good, so she can eat whatever Meng Chuyuan does later with no worries.

"Then let me see what else is in the kitchen and get you some." It happened that she was also a little hungry, so she cooked some for herself.

Meng Chuyuan got up and went to the kitchen. When she saw dried noodles in the cabinet, she took them out, and then took some lettuce, a shallot and two eggs from the refrigerator.

She filled a pot of water to boil, and adjusted the ingredients of a bowl of soup base, then fried two eggs in the pan next to it, put them aside, and went to wash the lettuce.

Ever since Meng Chuyuan fried eggs, Lu Qianling had already appeared in the kitchen.

When Meng Chuyuan was cutting onions, she turned her head to look at Lu Qianling, and asked softly, "Do you eat onions?"

"I don't eat scallions."

"All right, I'll leave the green part to you." After Meng Chuyuan chopped the onion, he deliberately separated the white part.

When the water was almost boiled, Meng Chuyuan took out the noodles and put them in to cook until soft. Finally, he put the lettuce into the pot and boiled it until cooked. He also poured in the seasoning and stirred it evenly. Then he took out the noodles and put them in a bowl.

Meng Chuyuan put the fried eggs on the noodles, sprinkled some scallions on it, and brought it to Lu Qianling: "Be careful it's hot."

Lu Qianling took the bowl of hot noodles in clear soup with both hands, she couldn't help but lowered her head and took a sip of the soup, saying from the bottom of her heart, "It's really good."

The two came to the table with a bowl of noodles and sat facing each other.

Lu Qianling was probably really hungry, the freshly cooked noodles were indeed a little hot, but it couldn't hide her eagerness.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

Lu Qianling chewed a mouthful of noodles and said inarticulately, "Little sister Meng, the noodles you cook are so delicious."

When Meng Chuyuan heard this familiar title, she frowned suspiciously. She stared at Lu Qianling and asked, "How do you know the name Meng Xiaomei?"

"You forgot?" Lu Qianling looked up at her, and said, "You bought me a steam eye mask, and there is the buyer's nickname on the logistics list."

Meng Chuyuan: "..."

That’s because grandma used to call her little sister when she was around, but after grandma passed away, Meng Chuyuan never heard the name “little sister” again, so she changed all her nicknames to Meng Xiaomei, just like grandma never left Just like her.

She has used this nickname for a long time, because she has already let go of it in her heart. Now that she opens various platform software, she no longer feels anything when she sees this.

It's just that she didn't expect these three words to come out of Lu Qianling's mouth, which suddenly reminded her of her grandma.

Lu Qianling ate half a bowl of noodles. When she raised her head again, she saw that Meng Chuyuan hadn't moved. She asked curiously, "Why don't you eat?"

"Meng Xiaomei is not what you should call me." Meng Chuyuan looked at her without changing his face, and said lightly: "I am your sister-in-law anyway. If you don't want to call me sister-in-law, then call me sister."

"Why can't I call you? Miss Meng is so kind."

"..." Meng Chuyuan didn't correct her name again.

After all, the story here is too complicated, and Lu Qianling doesn't know about it, so what's wrong with her.

Meng Chuyuan picked up the chopsticks and ate noodles with her: "What time do you go to school tomorrow?"

"I have to arrive at school at 07:30, and I have to leave at 06:30, but it doesn't matter if I arrive later than the morning reading time."

Sometimes it is inevitable to encounter traffic jams or other situations, and there is no way to be late.

Meng Chuyuan nodded, and asked again: "Are there many day students in your class?"

When asked about this, Lu Qianling suddenly smiled, looked at Meng Chuyuan, and even said proudly: "It's just me, do you believe it?"

The school teachers often persuaded her to consider living on campus, including her family members, but she just didn't want to.

Moreover, the school beds are relatively tight, and it is impossible to treat her specially just because she has special requirements, and to vacate an empty dormitory for her to live in by herself.

"I believe." Meng Chuyuan stopped asking, "Eat quickly, wash up and go to bed after eating."

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The next day, Meng Chuyuan got up at five o'clock.

After washing up, she went downstairs to the kitchen and made some sandwiches, as well as fried dumplings and boiled eggs.

"It smells so good." When Lu Qianling came down from upstairs with her schoolbag on her back, Meng Chuyuan also heated up the milk.

Lu Qianling smelled the aroma and came to the dining room, and looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, and unconsciously licked her lips.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan pouring milk, Lu Qianling asked curiously, "Did you make this breakfast?"

"Well, don't you want to go to school?" Meng Chuyuan poured a cup of hot milk and handed it to Lu Qianling, and motioned, "Eat quickly, and I'll take you to school after eating."

Lu Qianling opened the chair beside her and sat down. After listening to Meng Chuyuan's words, she showed a surprised expression: "You want to send me to school?"

She suddenly didn't understand.

Why did Meng Chuyuan suddenly treat her so well?

Make her breakfast and send her to school?

Meng Chuyuan peeled an egg for her and stuffed it directly into her mouth: "Hurry up and eat, I won't be able to catch up in a while."

After breakfast, Meng Chuyuan drove her to school, and then wandered around the nearby school district rooms.

Last night, she was thinking that Lu Qianling ran home after school, wasting too much time going back and forth, since she didn't want to live on campus, then renting her a house near the school would be more convenient.

This morning Meng Chuyuan was looking at the house outside, she thought the environment was good and included it in the selection list, and when Lu Qianling had no class, she would bring her over to have a look.

Back at the Lu residence, Meng Chuyuan happened to see Mother Lu on the phone, but she didn't seem to be in the right mood.

Meng Chuyuan didn't mean to eavesdrop, because Lu's mother knew that she came in and didn't deliberately avoid it, so she continued to talk on the phone: "I won't go, I don't know anything."

Seeing that Lu's mother was a little excited, Meng Chuyuan didn't dare to disturb her. She changed her shoes, and when she was about to go upstairs quietly, Lu's mother suddenly beckoned her to go.

Meng Chuyuan looked puzzled and walked over slowly.

After Meng Chuyuan came over, Lu's mother said into the phone: "Your wife is back, tell her if you have anything to do."

In the next second, Mother Lu had handed the phone to Meng Chuyuan.

Meng Chuyuan was stunned for a moment, she took the phone and said lightly, "Lu Qingye?"

"It's me." His voice was low and steady, with a bit of cold tenderness.

Mother Lu sat beside her without saying a word, looking a little unhappy.

There was some doubt in Meng Chuyuan's eyes. She glanced at Mother Lu, then sat down slowly, and asked softly, "Is there something wrong?"

She just came back, so she didn't know what Lu Qingye said to her mother, but judging from Lu's mother's performance, she should have encountered something that made her unhappy.

After Meng Chuyuan sat down, she turned on her mobile phone hands-free and listened to Lu's mother.

(End of this chapter)