hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 427 This Is The Taste Of Mother ([-])

　
　Aunt Qiu said in surprise, "Are you Xiaohan's friend?"

　Tang Yumo smiled: "Well, that's right!"

　Aunt Qiu finally smiled: "A girlfriend?"

　Tang Yumo quickly waved his hand: "It's not counted, it's not counted, I haven't thought about his bad temper yet!"

　Aunt Qiu finally came out of the sad topic just now, and smiled very warmly: "Xiaohan, that child, has a bit of a temper and character, but he is really a good boy, you don't know, when he was young .”

　When Aunt Qiu talked about Gu Yihan, it was like a rich man counting the rare treasures in his home with his fingers, and like a great and loving mother endlessly praising her beloved only son, no matter what Can't stop.

　And Tang Yumo was also extremely interested in the gossip about Gu Yihan's life in the past twenty years that she was absent from.

　Two people, one is willing to talk, the other is willing to listen, and they talked for a long time without feeling tired.

　Especially Tang Yumo, who has been silently keeping every word that Aunt Qiu said firmly in his heart. So did Gu Yihan do that when he was a child?Whoops, did he do this kind of thing?It's amazing, I died laughing...

　Tang Yumo secretly decided that on suitable occasions in the future, these precious "jokes" must be thrown out to make fun of and frighten Gu Yihan.

　Hmph, I know about you running around with your butt naked, Ice Cube Face, let's see how you still pretend to be cowhide in front of me! ! !
　As Aunt Qiu was talking, she suddenly realized that she had been talking to Tang Yumo for so long, and Tang Yumo had been obediently helping her choose dishes. She didn't even pour Tang Yumo a glass of water, so she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, little girl. Talk, wait, I'll get you a cup of tea, here is the camellia we picked on Qingcheng Mountain, the taste is very good, you must try it!"

　Tang Yumo said that there is no need to trouble, she just sat down and left after choosing these dishes.

　Aunt Qiu was very enthusiastic. She not only poured tea for her, but also took out the freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the steamer, and said, "I also made this sweet-scented osmanthus cake by myself. Xiaohan likes it very much. But , Speaking of his favorite, it is glutinous rice and lotus root, come back when you are free, can you try it together? By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, how do I call you?"

　Tang Yumo smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and already moved his index finger, so he stopped being polite. After washing his hands, he honestly went to a small table by the kitchen and waited while drinking tea and tasting food.

　She had been wearing an anti-smog mask since she went up the mountain, but she took it off now.

　When Aunt Qiu asked her name, she replied crisply: "Tang Yumo. Aunt Qiu, you can call me Xiao Tang, or Xiao Tiantian, my friends call me that, ha ha!"

　Aunt Qiu was just about to set up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and she was walking towards her with a tray. When she heard the words "Tang Yumo" coming out of her mouth, she was shocked, her elegant steps were instantly messy, and she almost knocked over the tray in her hand. .

　She also saw her take off her mask, revealing her palm-sized face with a slight smile, her long hair like splashed ink messily and casually scattered, making her complexion more radiant and fairer.

　That appearance, that expression, that temperament...

It's like she glimpsed herself 20 years ago from the magic mirror of time and space!

　That slapped face was almost the same as when she first met Chen Donglai! ! !
(End of this chapter)