Reborn seventy, sister-in-law has space

Chapter 338 I Won't Make You Difficult

Chapter 338 I Won't Make You Difficult

Not far away from the two, several pairs of eyes watched curiously. Ling Xiao's words made several people disgusted.

Meng Qidi withdrew her hand in embarrassment and stared at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao glanced at the crowd, "The vegetables are burnt, hurry up and work, you have the joy of being a wife, you know nothing!"

A few single people silently looked away, that is, he is the only one who has a wife...

Zhao Dezhong came late, and took a sip of tea as soon as he entered the room.

After drinking a glass of water, the old man gasped, "Xiao Qi, don't ask me about this matter next time, if I, the old man, hadn't been careful and locked up the experimental vegetable field at the school, I guess our achievements would have been in vain. "

Meng Qidi was stunned, "What's going on?"

"The mother and daughter are not good people at all!" The old man angrily said, "After you left, I went to the school to find the principal, and the mother and daughter followed, saying they were visiting the school, but they waited for me to go back. Those two bastards are actually climbing the wall!"

"Why climb the wall?" Meng Qidi was surprised.

"It must be to steal something, no, I can't let them live at home, or our furniture will be emptied, or you two will move back too?"

Meng Qidi said, "If you're not afraid of us making a mess of the house, just let us live there."

Zhao Dezhong was dumbfounded, he almost forgot the grievances between these two and those two.

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"Then what should I do? I'm really afraid that the floor tiles at home will be pried." He felt that Xiaoqi was leading him into the house...

"Just lock the important room." Ling Xiao said.

Zhao Dezhong sighed, what else can he do...

Let Ling Xiao chat with the old man, and Meng Qidi went to help.

She brought a lot of dishes from the space, and Ling Jinyue has already prepared a few dishes, including stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon, and stewed grass carp...

The space has the effect of preserving freshness, and it is as fresh as the ones put in. Ling Jinyue didn't doubt it, thinking it was bought.

When it was time to serve the table, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all gave a thumbs up, saying that Jin Yue Wenxi's craftsmanship is good.

It was Ling Xiao who raised his eyebrows, smiled and picked up a piece of fish for Meng Qidi.

Others may not know it, but he does know that this is something from home, the taste is almost exactly the same, and it is unforgettable after eating it.

Zhao Dezhong drank a bowl of soup, "It tastes like Xiao Qi's, it's awesome, it's a perfect copy."

Ling Jinyue looked proud, "That's right, I learned it from my aunt, for sure."

"This is also delicious, not bad."

Wen Xi snorted softly, "It's no match for Chef Ling, and it's barely on the table."

Zhao Dezhong: "Look at this energy, it's exactly the same as your old man."

"You can choose not to eat." After getting along for a long time, Wen Xi is not afraid of the old man.

"Hmph, it's impolite, talk to your old man someday."

The room is very lively, Zhao Dezhong's courtyard.

Meng Yuzhen's mother and daughter looked at each other in the yard. They searched around the house, except for the study room and master bedroom which were locked, the rest of the room was just one or two dusty tables and stools...

"How do you cook?" Zhao Hong asked anxiously. In such a big room, there is no room for the stove...

Meng Yuzhen pursed her lips, "Go out and eat."

Zhao Hong became anxious, "Yuzhen, it's not a day or two, and I have no money..."

She hasn't got the money from her daughter yet, how can she have money when she goes out to eat?

Meng Yuzhen's eyes were a little cold, "I know money and money all day long, so you can't do anything."

If she hadn't reacted wittily, she would have been suspected.

Zhao Hong opened her mouth, she couldn't climb that wall...

Meng Yuzhen glanced at her displeasedly, "You wait at home, I'll buy it back."

She hasn't figured out how to tell Qiu Cheng about her life experience, but it must be before the confession banquet, otherwise if he becomes the last to know, she will definitely suffer.

She always felt that Qiu Cheng must have known something, so... she still told the truth.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Qiu Cheng was reading the newspaper with his glasses on, without looking up.

Meng Yuzhen clutched the corner of her clothes tightly and looked at him nervously, "Cheng...Brother Cheng, my mother is here."

"Your mother? Who?" Qiu Cheng didn't raise his head, nor did he mention that she wasn't an orphan before.

"Zhao...Zhao Hong, you...you don't know." Qiu Cheng's invisible pressure, Meng Yuzhen unconsciously used the honorific title.

Afraid that he would anger her, she hurriedly said, "We met at the school gate today, and she came to look for me. I didn't expect my mother to be Professor Zhao, Zhao Dezhong's younger sister."

"Sister?" Qiu Cheng paused his hands and looked up in surprise, "Really?"

"I don't know, but it's all in our favor." Meng Yuzhen breathed a sigh of relief. Qiu Cheng didn't pursue her for lying, that's because the incident outweighed the credit.

"Tell me about it." Qiu Cheng's voice was a little lower.

"Whether my mother is really Professor Zhao's sister or not, as long as he admits, we can get closer to him and get the experimental report and results."

Qiu Cheng smiled lightly, a look of inquisitiveness flashed across his eyes, is this a coincidence or intentional?Or, did Meng Qidi and the old man of the Zhao family know his purpose?

"Brother Cheng, what should we do now?" Meng Yuzhen asked, her mother would only be willing to do something after two thousand, and she wondered if he would give the money...

"Do as you want, I only look at the results." Qiu Cheng's eyes fell on the newspaper again.

"Yeah." Meng Yuzhen nodded quickly. She hesitated to ask for money, "Brother Cheng, that...my mother, I want my mother to do this so that we won't be exposed, but..."

Qiu Cheng raised his eyes, "She wants money?"

Seen indifferently by Qiu Cheng, Meng Yuzhen swallowed nervously, and said quickly, "Well, she said she owed two thousand, Brother Cheng, it doesn't cost two thousand, I have one thousand here."

Qiu Cheng lowered his eyes lightly, "Go and get three thousand, and give three thousand when things are done."

Meng Yuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Brother Cheng."

When Meng Yuzhen came back with the lunch box in the evening, Zhao Hong stood guard at the door and asked nervously, "Yuzhen, son-in-law...what does that one say?"

"He gave two thousand, and there will be another one thousand after the matter is completed." Meng Yuzhen handed over the lunch box in her hand.

It's not that she wants to spend the money, the Zhao family doesn't have a stove, so they have to spend money to eat...

Still have money afterwards?Zhao Hong was ecstatic, and took the lunch box. She finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yuzhen's son-in-law is so rich, so she doesn't have to worry about running out of money in the future.

Meng Yuzhen's face was slightly cold, and she warned, "The money is paid back, if you dare to gamble again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhao Hong froze slightly, "Yu, Yuzhen, look at what you said, Mom was cheated last time..."

But now, the future son-in-law is rich, and she really wants to make money...

"Oh? Mom, I put my ugly words first. If you dare to bet and become a beggar woman on the street, don't blame me for dying. Mr. Qiu is the most annoying bet."

Zhao Hong sneered, "Mom is not that kind of person, and I won't make things difficult for you..."

"It's best like this." Meng Yuzhen turned around coldly, left a word and walked out.

"You find a way to sleep by yourself at night, and pay back the money by the way."

Zhao Hong hurriedly chased her out, "Yuzhen, you go..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, the car was parked at the door, and Meng Yuzhen had already gotten into the car.

Zhao Hong turned her head and looked at the empty yard, there was nothing, why was she sleeping?
(End of this chapter)