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Chapter 34 The mother and daughter look completely different.

Jingshan couldn't help but take another look at the blond girl.

He compared it with Duanmulan next to him.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't think they were a mother and daughter.

No identical genes could be found on their faces.

Zhang Pengfei said that this girl is a mixed-race girl.

But Jing Shan really couldn't see where the little girl was of mixed race.

From pale to glowing complexions, to blonde features.

She looks like a pure Western girl.

Is there any oriental element in you?
On the other hand, Duanmulan.

The more mature she is, the more she looks like an oriental woman.

Although Duanmulan is also very white.

But Duanmulan's white is the white of the yellow race, as gentle as jade.

And her daughter's whiteness is that of a Caucasian, several shades whiter than Duanmulan.

So even judging from their skin color, neither of them looked like mother and daughter.

Jing Shan couldn't help asking Zhang Pengfei: "Is this little girl born to Tai Panhua?"

Zhang Pengfei was stunned by the question. He had never thought about it in this direction before.

He said uncertainly: "It should be... right? Could it be that he was adopted?"

Jingshan questioned: "The mother and daughter look completely different."

Zhang Pengfei gave an example: "The big girl doesn't even look like her mother."

"This……"

Jingshan was speechless.

Duanmulan does not look much like her mother.

In other words, it's completely different.

Although both mother and daughter are beauties.

But Duanmu's mother is a purely Western beauty.

Duanmulan is an oriental beauty with a strong oriental color.

People who don't know their relationship will definitely not think that Duanmulan and her mother are direct blood relatives.

Thinking about it this way, if Duanmulan marries an Argentinian.

It is indeed possible that the daughter born will return to Western genes and look completely different from Duanmulan.

Zhang Pengfei took the phone back to his side.

I scrolled forward casually and said: "Actually, I made a wild guess as to whether Taipanhua gave birth to a daughter out of wedlock. She may have been married abroad and then divorced. Anyway, her ex-husband or another person has never appeared in her circle of friends. Half the message.”

Jingshan was infected by Zhang Pengfei and also chewed on Duanmulan's tongue: "If she really got divorced, she would definitely hate her ex-husband very much, so she deleted all the friends about her ex-husband."

Zhang Pengfei analyzed: "It is possible, but the probability is not high. I see that in her circle of friends, she often expressed the hope that God would urge her partner to hurry up and get in front of her. In short, they are all very eager to be kissed. The dynamics of love.”

He added: "Later she had little Eva, her daughter, and she posted on WeChat Moments hoping that God would give little Eva a good father."

Jingshan laughed and joked: "I remember her mother is a devout Catholic. If Taipanhua doesn't pray to the Catholic boss, how can she pray to God?"

Zhang Pengfei said with a smile: "Taipan Hua is just like us. She was born in a new country, grew up under a red flag, received socialist education since she was a child, and is an absolute atheist. She only expresses her hope when she sends those prayers. For play."

Jingshan smiled: "I understand."

Zhang Pengfei turned to Duanmulan's WeChat message in memory of his mother.

He immediately stopped teasing, and his tone became a little serious, saying: "Taipan Hua has a hard life. I looked at her circle of friends and found that her mother passed away three years ago."

Jingshan became silent after hearing this and stopped talking.

"She brought little Eva back to China after her mother passed away. It feels like she suffered a big blow at that time, and the posts on her friends circle were very sad."

The softest part of Jingshan's heart was touched.

He nodded empathetically.

Unexpectedly, the fate of Taipanhua was so ill-fated.

He also lost his parents at a young age.

He didn't want to talk about this sad topic.

Then he asked Zhang Pengfei: "After she returned to China, she became a cook?"

"That should be the case. I think she was already engaged in the chef industry when she was abroad. She studied cooking. I also checked the school where she studied cooking from the Internet. I forgot the name. But that school It's quite famous in Argentina. It's Argentina's Lanxiang Technical School." "Can you find out about this?"

Jingshan was convinced.

"It's very simple. It's available on DuNiang, so you don't have to jump over the wall to Google."

"You cow."

Jingshan smiled and gave Zhang Pengfei a thumbs up.

At this time, I saw a huge Bull Head Banquet billboard on the roadside ahead.

Jingshan no longer talks about Duanmulan.

Asked Zhang Pengfei: "Is that the store we want to go to?"

"Yes, that's the Cow Head Feast! The beef and mutton in that store are very authentic!"

Zhang Pengfei moved his index finger and stopped talking about Duanmulan.

Actively help Jingshan guide the way.

Ask Jing Shan to drive Big G to the Niu Tau Banquet Halal Hall.

Two old classmates had a good meal at the Niutou Banquet at the foot of Xiaotang Mountain at noon.

Although neither of them drank, both of them were drunk.

Drunk in the memories of youth that are gone forever.

The two of them grabbed beef and skewers and chatted while eating, reminiscing about their youth for more than two hours.

I've gone through all the interesting things in high school that I can think of, but I still don't think I've talked enough.

If it wasn't for ma xiaofang calling to urge zhang qingyang to go back and look at the shop.

Zhang Pengfei still wants to continue to hold Jingshan to recall the glorious past.

Before leaving, I had to settle the bill.

Zhang Pengfei secretly ran to the front desk to take the bill for his wife.

Heart up and down.

He had a hunch that this meal would cost over two hundred yuan.

The pot of special beef stew ordered by Jingshan alone costs 128!

There are several other hard dishes.

Plus the dozens of meat tendons and meat skewers they pulled off.

It is estimated that the total price is [-], which is not enough!

This is without even packing the 28 mutton fried rice for his wife.

Zhang Pengfei had a small calculation in his mind:
If more than two hundred is too much.

He asked the waiter to help change the menu.

I collected a price of just over two hundred and offered it to Ma Xiaofang.

For the rest, he used his small coffers to make up for it.

He told his wife that he did not have a small treasury.

But a man’s mouth is a liar!

Whoever believes it is a pig.

How could he, a manager of a convenience store, not have a small treasury?
It's just that he doesn't have much money in his coffers.

With a feeling of pain and apprehension.

Zhang qingyang asked the beautiful waitress at the front desk for the bill.

take a look...

There was more than he imagined!

The two of them ate five hundred and eight for a meal!
Zhang Pengfei gasped when he saw it.

I almost fainted on the spot.

He carefully checked the order records on the bill.

Then he questioned angrily:

"We didn't ask for mutton fried rice. Why did you write down one order of mutton fried rice? Also, we only ordered 50 meat skewers and tendons. Why did you write down 70?"

The pretty girl at the front desk explained with a professional smile: "This mutton fried rice and 20 tendons were added by the other boss at your table during the checkout just now, so they can be taken away."

(End of this chapter)