His Long Love

Today is Meng Qingge's birthday. In the morning, Meng Qingge ate a bowl of longevity noodles.

I just feel that there is something wrong with this side.

The thickness of noodles is uneven, and the taste of soup is not authentic

Including the shredding of the side dishes, the shredding is very poor in thickness.

Meng Qingge picked her eyebrows, and some of them didn't hold back, so she asked, "Wang Ma, did you do this?"

"Go back, ma'am, No." Wang Ma owes her body and says, "it's made by your husband."

After listening to Meng Qingge, the corners of his mouth twitch. No wonder

This bowl of longevity noodles is not only ugly, but also bad to eat.

However, it is also Ji Wanzhou's intention to think about it, so even if it's bad, Meng Qingge has finished eating the noodles and the soup.

It's bad, but it's not as bad as it is.

After eating longevity noodles, Meng Qingge asks Xiao Zhang to carry her to Xu Xiaohui's grave.

In fact, Meng Qingge and her mother Xu Xiaohui have the same birthday.

Meng Qingge just left, home phone rang, Wang Ma to answer the phone.

It's late season, ma'am

"Mr. Hui, eat it." Wang Ma replied, "the noodles are finished and the soup is finished."

Ji Wanzhou's eyebrows gently picked down, his face showed a little smile, it seems that his cooking skills or can!

At least, Meng Qingge not only ate the noodles, but also finished the soup!

"Where's your wife?" Ji Wanzhou asked.

"Ma'am and Xiao Zhang are out." Wang Ma replied.

So Ji Wanzhou hung up the phone and called Xiao Zhang, "where have you been?"

"On the way to my wife's grave." Xiao Zhang replied.

To the cemetery?

"Well, be safe on the way." Ji Wanzhou said, "pay attention to the tracking vehicles."

"Yes, I see, boss." Xiao Zhang replied.

After Ji Wanzhou hung up the phone, he took the key and went to the parking lot. He drove straight to Xu Xiaohui's cemetery.

Meng Qingge and Xiao Zhang just arrived at the cemetery, and Ji Wanzhou came.

The two men swept Xu Xiaohui's grave.

"How is Ji Yao Meng Qingge asked about Ji Yao. After all, Ji Yao was responsible for his mother's death.

"He had a good time." Ji Wanzhou raised her eyebrows.

Hearing Ji Wanzhou say so, Meng Qingge's eyes show hatred, "when can I avenge my mother..."

Season evening boat looks at her this appearance, Mou son slightly squint, "I as soon as possible."

Jiangcheng No. 1 middle school.

Ji Yao is waiting for someone.

After a while, I saw a girl in school uniform coming out of the school gate.

It was Luo Yihuan, the girl Ji Yao met in the infatuation bar that day.

Luo Yihuan frowned when he saw that it was Ji Yao. After all, they had only met once.

"Uncle of the infatuated bar?" Luo Yihuan asked in an uncertain tone.

Hearing her soft and waxy voice, Ji Yao's smile on his face was even more serious, "how can you remember me? Not bad, not bad. "

Luo Yihuan looked up and down at Ji Yao and picked his eyebrows. "Although my uncle is always older, he is still pretty handsome."

Obviously, it was flattery, but it was so sincere and sincere from her mouth that it was not affected at all.

"Let's go. I'm in a good mood today. I'll take you to dinner." Ji Yao finished his speech and walked towards Ferrari.

But Luo Yihuan didn't follow up obediently, but stood still.

Ji Yao realized that Luo Yihuan didn't follow him, so he stopped and turned around, "eh? What's the matter? "

"Uncle, we don't know each other." Luo Yihuan frowned. "I'm glad to meet you. Let's eat!"

Ji Yao slightly Leng Leng, he did not expect Luo Yihuan to refuse his invitation.

"Uncle, you can eat by yourself. I have to go back to class." Luo Yihuan said and walked to the school, "goodbye, uncle."

Ji Yao said with a smile, "OK, goodbye."

It seems that she is not an easy girl to handle!

There was a trace of interest in Ji Yao's eyes.

This little thing is really interesting.