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Chapter 57 Meng Junzhuo has something to look for her!

At the dinner table, Tong Tianming thanked Meng Junzhuo and Zhao Mo for their help before, especially when he had an accident, they helped Tong Xiaojing along the way, and Tong Xiaojing was able to come back so quickly.

"Xiaojing, eat more, you're going back to Shanghai tomorrow, and it will be difficult to eat the food from our hometown." Tong Tianming continued to pick up food for Tong Xiaojing.

"Is sister Xiaojing going back to Shanghai?" Zhao Mo asked while looking at Tong Xiaojing after hearing what the second uncle said.

"Well, I took half a month's leave, and I have to go back to work tomorrow." Tong Xiaojing simply responded, looking at the food that the second uncle put in the bowl for her.

"Shanghai has a good development prospect, and your job is very good. If you work hard, you may become a top international designer in no time." Zhao Mo said, holding up a teacup and respecting Tong Xiaojing: "I use tea instead of wine. I respect you, I wish you all the best, and you will have a lot to do in the future.”

"Thank you." Tong Xiaojing picked up the teacup.

After Zhao Mo finished his tea, he glanced at Meng Junzhuo and said with a smile, "Great writer, let's also toast our future great designer."

When Tong Xiaojing heard Meng Junzhuo's name, she subconsciously felt a little nervous.

Hearing Zhao Mo's voice, Meng Junzhuo raised his teacup and looked at Tong Xiaojing with a smile.

"I hope you will be happy in everything you want." A simple sentence without any more words.

Tong Xiaojing looked at Meng Junzhuo and said thank you softly.

Seeing their interaction like this, Tong Tianming also started talking, not forgetting to mention that when Tong Xiaojing was a child, in order to eat steam pot chicken, she clamored to learn how to make purple pottery by herself, and played with mud in the workshop when she was seven or eight years old.

"Second uncle, what privacy do I have when you say that?" Tong Xiaojing said in a low voice, a little shy.

"What are you afraid of? This is a feat. No one else's children can learn how to make a steam pot before they are eight years old." The second uncle said proudly with a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing her second uncle smiling so happily, Tong Xiaojing also followed suit: "You also said that when I was 13 years old, I broke your teapot, and you chased me all over the street!"

"You don't know how long it took me to design the teapot." The second uncle retorted immediately, pretending to be serious: "I chased you all the way, and I didn't want to beat you!"

"Haha, it's really interesting." Zhao Mo listened to their conversation, and he didn't forget to shout to Meng Junzhuo: "I didn't expect there to be such an interesting thing behind this! Meng Junzhuo, would you like to share it with uncle and the others?" , you fell into a ditch when you were young to take a photo of insects!"

"Is there such a thing?" Tong Xiaojing looked at Meng Junzhuo as if she had discovered a new world when she heard this.

Meng Junzhuo glanced at Zhao Mo, and said calmly: "I was only three or four years old at that time, compared to me, shouldn't you talk about last month, you were dragged into a ditch by a dog and couldn't get up, and finally beat me Is it more interesting to call to save you?"

Having said that, Zhao Mo blushed immediately.

"You boy, how can you talk about this black history casually."

"Hahaha……"

Tong Tianming laughed even louder.

Laughter continued throughout the meal, and when Zhao Mo finally got up to pay, the shopkeeper told them that Qian Tong Tianming had already paid.

"Uncle, how can it be like this? It's agreed that I invited you."

"I am the elder, please, thank you for taking care of our little Jing." Tong Tianming solemnly thanked Meng Junzhuo and Zhao Mo.

After leaving the restaurant, Zhao Mo and Meng Junzhuo personally accompanied Tong Xiaojing to send Tong Tianming back to the workshop.

"Uncle, let's go first, and come to visit another day when we are free."

Tong Xiaojing sent them away. After Zhao Mo and Meng Junzhuo left, Tong Xiaojing turned around and was about to enter the house when she saw her second uncle walking out with a box: "Xiaojing, this is the little girl your third aunt sent over earlier. There are a lot of tofu, go and give some to Zhao Mo and Meng Junzhuo, so that they can also taste our specialties."

Tong Xiaojing looked at the bag of small tofu carried by the second uncle, and knew at a glance that it was made by the third aunt. The small tofu made by the third aunt was very special in the local area. Many people asked her to buy it. I do it once in a while, and it's by appointment only.

This is their specialty, and I don't know if Meng Junzhuo and Zhao Mo have eaten it.

"I'll send them there now."

Tong Xiaojing took the things and went directly to Mo Ranju.

She came to Mo Ranju, just arrived at the door, and was about to ask someone, when she saw Zhao Mo walking out from inside.

"Sister Xiaojing, why are you here?" Zhao Mo was a little surprised that Tong Xiaojing would appear.

"My second uncle specially asked me to bring something to you. This is a special product of our place, small tofu. It's delicious fried and grilled." Tong Xiaojing said, and handed the things to Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo took the things and glanced at Tong Xiaojing: "Meng Junzhuo is upstairs, how about I call him for you?"

When Tong Xiaojing heard this, she lowered her head and blushed, "No need, the things have been delivered, and I'm going home."

"Meng Junzhuo, come down."

Before Tong Xiaojing could speak, Zhao Mo raised his eyes and roared behind him.

Tong Xiaojing was dumbfounded by Zhao Mo's behavior. She came to deliver something, and now that everything was delivered, what should she say when she saw Meng Junzhuo again.

A voice came from upstairs, Meng Junzhuo glanced downstairs, and saw Zhao Mo and Tong Xiaojing turn around and go downstairs.

"Sister Xiaojing sent us Jianshui's specialty small tofu. This little thing tastes really good. Let's have some for supper later." Zhao Mo said, showing Meng Junzhuo the bean curd in his hand. He reached out and patted Meng Junzhuo's shoulder, and looked at Tong Xiaojing: "Aren't you going to look for Xiaojing's sister tomorrow, and now that she is here, you don't have to go to look for her again, isn't it just right!"

After Zhao Mo finished speaking, he turned around and entered Mo Ranju with the little tofu in his hand.

Tong Xiaojing stood where she was, looking at Meng Junzhuo who was standing in front of her with a puzzled expression: "You need me for something?"

"Ah."

Tong Xiaojing looked at Meng Junzhuo, a little puzzled, what would he look for her, like Brother Zhao Mo said just now, he wanted to look for her specifically, what could it be?
"Come in and sit for a while, I'll go upstairs to get something."

Tong Xiaojing had no choice but to follow Meng Junzhuo into the front hall of Mo Ranju. There was a large tea room in the front hall, which was Zhao Mo's exclusive studio. There were many calligraphy and paintings in it, and the atmosphere of literature and art was particularly strong.

Tong Xiaojing looked at everything in the room seriously, she was quite surprised, Zhao Mo looks carefree, but he is a person who loves literature and art, everything in the room is refreshing.

"How does it feel?"

Hearing the sound, Tong Xiaojing turned her head and looked at Meng Junzhuo who had gone and returned. She smiled and praised: "This design is very interesting. I believe that the business of Mo Ranju will be very good."

Meng Junzhuo smiled lightly, and then handed the things in his hand to Tong Xiaojing.

(End of this chapter)