I asked you to take your sister to school, and you fell in love with the teacher.

The two of them were very excited.

"Interview Teacher Zhang. How do you feel about meeting my mother at the parent-teacher meeting today?"

Jiang Ning used his mobile phone as a microphone and handed it to Zhang Mengqing.

The two of them like to play role-playing games. Last time, Zhang Mengqing was the reporter who interviewed Jiang Ning. This time, it was Jiang Ning's turn to be the reporter and interview Zhang Mengqing.

Faced with Jiang Ning's question, Zhang Mengqing thought for a while and replied: "I was quite nervous at the beginning. I was always worried that I would perform too poorly and give my aunt a bad first impression of me."

Jiang Ning shook his head: "How could that be? My mother is quite easy to get along with. She is not the kind of sarcastic person."

"And your performance is not bad. The meeting you presided over today was very good."

Jiang Ning raised his thumb and gave a big thumbs up.

"How do you know I did well? You weren't there, did Jiang Wan tell you?" Zhang Mengqing blinked in confusion.

Jiang Ning nodded: "I contacted Jiang Wan when I came here, and she told me the details of the parent-teacher meeting."

Although Jiang Ning was not at school, she was still very concerned about today's parent-teacher meeting. After leaving the hospital, she sent a message to Jiang Wan to inquire about the situation.

"She also said that your mother and my mother chatted very well, and the two added each other's contact information and made an appointment to go shopping together one day."

After the words fell, Zhang Mengqing seemed to have figured out something, and looked as if she had suddenly realized something.

"That's what I said."

"Huh?"

"During the parents' meeting today, Auntie rarely looked at me. It turned out that my mother came to chat with her and distracted her attention."

Zhang Mengqing hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Didn't they just talk about going out shopping? Didn't they talk about other topics? For example, you and me."

Jiang Ning shook his head: "No."

"My mother doesn't know that you and I are in love, let alone the relationship between Auntie Shen and you."

"Is that so? I thought you told Auntie about us."

"If I had told her in advance, then today's parents' meeting might have been a different story."

Zhang Mengqing nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, it's a good thing you didn't tell her. Auntie, otherwise I don't know how to face her at the parent-teacher conference. "

"Well, I originally thought that you would meet formally at home for the first time."

"At least there are no outsiders, and I am by your side, so the atmosphere won't be too tense."

Jiang Ning paused: "Speaking of which, we have agreed before that you can take some time to visit my house after you finish the parent-teacher conference."

"How about it, Miss Zhang, when do you have time to come to my house for dinner?"

Zhang Mengqing thought for a while: "Then can I go to your house for dinner tonight?"

Teacher Zhang's idea is very simple. Since they have met Jiang Ning's mother at school today, both sides have a preliminary impression.

Why not strike while the iron is hot and visit the two elders at Jiang Ning's home tonight.

"Of course, when should I pick you up?" Jiang Ning asked again.

"In the afternoon, not too early, not too late!"

"Not too early or too late? When is that?" Jiang Ning was confused.

"Wait for my call!"

After that, Jiang Ning sent Zhang Mengqing back home.

It was just time for dinner, Shen Suyun was busy in the kitchen, playing an audiobook in her pocket.

She wanted to keep Jiang Ning for dinner, but Jiang Ning did not sign up for dinner in advance, and was anxious to go home to clean up the house, so he simply declined the invitation.

....

Half an hour later, Jiang Ning returned home.

As soon as he opened the door and walked into the house, he immediately smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

"You're back so soon? How's Tingting?"

Song Yujin heard the sound of the door closing and immediately came out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand.

She had already learned from Jiang Wan why Jiang Ning suddenly didn't attend the parent-teacher meeting.

Although she was not at the scene, Song Yujin was still worried about the Li family through Jiang Wan's vivid description.

"Sister Tingting is fine. The baby has been born. It's a girl."

Jiang Ning first put the car keys on the table, then bent down to change into slippers, and answered without raising his head.

"That's good, that's good." Song Yujin nodded repeatedly.

They have been neighbors for so many years. It can be said that Tingting has grown up under the care of the old Jiang couple.

After learning that Tingting and her daughter were safe, Song Yujin couldn't help but feel happy.

She glanced at Jiang Ning standing at the entrance and said angrily.

"Look, Tingting is already a mother, but you haven't even brought your girlfriend back for us to meet."

Jiang Ning didn't answer the question right away, but calmly changed the subject: "Mom, what are we having for lunch today? It smells so good."

"One farmhouse tofu, one hand-shredded cabbage, and one seaweed egg soup."

"I have a suggestion. I think our family can improve the food appropriately."

"The child is in the stage of development, and nutrition must keep up."

Jiang Wan, who was lying on the sofa playing with a tablet, was moved when she heard her brother Jiang Ning's words.

Sure enough, the elder brother still loves her. He was worried that the food was not nutritious enough, so he asked his mother to add more dishes.

The next second, Jiang Ning continued: "Cook two more dishes for me, maybe I can grow to 1.85 meters."

Jiang Wan: 6

I was moved in vain.

It seems that Jiang Ning is worried that his nutrition is not enough.

No, you are already a 24-year-old uncle, why are you still thinking about growing taller?

Can we give the opportunity to the young people? ?

"No!" Song Yujin answered firmly.

"My cooking skills are limited. I can only cook three dishes at a time. You can eat it if you like. If you don't want to eat it, forget it."

"My girlfriend is coming to our house for dinner tonight." Jiang Ning suddenly said.

After the words fell, Song Yujin was slightly stunned, and then changed his words: "But then again, special cases should be treated specially."

"Since that girl is coming, I will cook a few more dishes tonight. How about ten dishes? Should it be enough?"

"The food is in the pot. You go and bring it out. I'll find paper and pen to write down the ten dishes. I'll go buy vegetables after dinner!"

The mother who said she could only cook three dishes in the last second was preparing to cook ten dishes in the afternoon in the next second.

Looking at her mother's face-changing speed comparable to that of Sichuan Opera, Jiang Ning realized that this face-changing speed was inherited from the family.