Chapter 9
"Actually, I don't know. After you went to deliver food, I was so bored that I watched them cook, but I learned it just by watching them." She didn't learn to cook from her grandfather, and she was well-clothed and well-fed when she was a child. So facing Chen Huiqin who knew everything about her, Qiao Ruoyin could only lie like this.

"So powerful? Can't you?" Chen Huiqin stopped in surprise when she heard the words, and looked at her daughter in disbelief. There is no such thing as cooking that can be learned all at once. You have to follow it step by step. of!

"It's true. I also thought it was impossible, so I lied to Uncle Zhou." Qiao Ruoyin pretended to spread her hands helplessly, and looked at Chen Huiqin innocently, "Mom, if you don't believe me, let me cook the next breakfast." , let you also taste my craft."

"No need, I'm used to making breakfast, you can sleep a little longer." Chen Huiqin couldn't bear to let her daughter get up early, so she shook her head immediately.

"Mom, just let me do it. I'm 16 years old, and I can help you with things, and I think cooking is very interesting." Qiao Ruoyin stepped forward to take her mother's hand, and persuaded her in a nice voice.

"Do you like to cook?" Chen Huiqin asked.

"Well, otherwise, I'd learn how to read Uncle Zhou's cooking. I must like it." Qiao Ruoyin nodded seriously, "So Mom, leave it to me sooner."

"Okay, then let you try. If you can't get up, tell mom, don't force it." Chen Huiqin agreed after hesitating for a while, but she didn't quite believe that Qiao Ruoyin would persevere, after all, she used to remind her to go to school every morning It was not easy to call out after urging and urging.

With her mother's consent, the girl also breathed a sigh of relief, and habitually hummed on the way to the bus station.

"What song are you singing? Why haven't you heard it before?" Chen Huiqin also asked doubtfully after hearing her daughter humming a nice song.

"I made it up myself." Qiao Ruoyin replied, the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily. This song was taught to her by Fu Ming when she was playing with Fu Ming in her previous life. She has always liked it.

"My Yinyin is really good, she can arrange music." Chen Huiqin is also in a good mood. Not only did her work go smoothly today, but her daughter suddenly became more sensible, which made her tired body relax a lot.

"If Mom likes it, my daughter can sing it to you from time to time." She knows quite a few tunes, Fu Ming alone taught her five.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoyin suddenly remembered her previous life. When she was only eleven or twelve years old, she pestered Fu Ming to let him play the flute every day. At that time, Fu Ming was only fourteen or five years old. With a wooden face.

And the more Fu Ming is like this, the more she likes to tease him. After a long time, he is willing to change his expression towards her. I remember the first time I saw him smile, I was stunned by that amazing smile for a moment. bell!

"Yinyin, what are you laughing at?" Waiting for the bus at the bus stop, Chen Huiqin looked back at her daughter, but found that the corner of her mouth was full of smiles.

"It's okay." Qiao Ruoyin came back to her senses, lowered her head slightly, and coughed a few times to cover up her inner unrest.

What else did Chen Huiqin want to ask, but the last bus of the No. 509 bus just passed by, and there were still many people getting on the bus, and everyone kept squeezing in, so she forgot about the episode just now.

Seeing that her mother didn't ask any more questions, Qiao Ruoyin also breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, although she could make up excuses to lie to her, she always felt guilty about feelings.

The bus was driving fast, and it was rickety along the way. Qiao Ruoyin, who was a little motion sick when she came over, was not feeling uncomfortable at all now. The spiritual energy in her body was flowing slowly, and she felt very comfortable. There were so many people around her, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. hot.

At 14:[-], the bus just arrived at the stop, and the two got off the bus. Chen Huiqin took Qiao Ruoyin and walked quickly to the rental house. Although Qiao Ruoyu was [-] years old and considered an adult, she left him alone. People are still a little worried at home.

"Mom, you're back." Opening the door, Qiao Ruoyu stood up from the table, came up to help Chen Huiqin take the coat, looked past the hands they were holding, paused slightly, looked up suspiciously He glanced at Qiao Ruoyin.

In his impression, except when he was a child, his elder sister never took the initiative to hold his mother's hand, let alone hold hands, it is already a good thing not to quarrel.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do your homework before you finish your homework, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow." Qiao Ruoyin also has a good impression of Qiao Ruoyu's younger brother. He has always been very sensible, and often helps Chen Huiqin with things. .

"Is it you who can't get up?" Qiao Ruoyu snorted coldly, and turned his head away. He gets up early every day on time, and only Qiao Ruoyin can't get up.

"Xiaoyu, have a good talk with your sister." Chen Huiqin frowned when she heard the words, and said seriously.

"It's okay, you go to do your homework, I'll clean up the room." Qiao Ruoyin reached out and patted the boy's head, then turned and went back to her room, leaving Qiao Ruoyu standing there alone with a shocked expression on her face.

She, did she pat his head just now...? !

(End of this chapter)

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