"We'll have to ask them to take the mooncakes away later; otherwise, if there's something in there, it's really hard to explain."
Zhou Ji'an heard from Qian's mother that a teacher in the school where Qian Wenyu once studied was fired because of this kind of thing, but in fact, that teacher often gave free tutoring to students at school, and he refused to take money from several parents. He was very dedicated to his job, but his wife also had an accident on the way to the school to find him because of this, and died, leaving behind a daughter who was about the same age as Qian Wenyu.
"Let's not talk about them; why did you come so late today?"
Zhou Ji'an talks about what happened this morning and amuses Qian's mother: "So that's what happened, haha."
Zhou Ji'an says with a look of relief: "Fortunately, my neighbor is a magical person who can open the door with copper wire."
Qian's mother asks curiously: "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Zhou Ji'an knew what Qian's mother meant when she heard her tone.
Qian's mother has been very enthusiastic about her lifelong event since she broke up. If Qian Wenyu hadn't been abroad, it would be Qian Wenyu who would deal with all this today.
If Qian's mother could hear her inner voice, she would only answer her meaningfully at this moment: No, no.
She puts the cookies into the oven and helps Qian's mother to deal with the vegetables. She is helpless and deliberately emphasizes: "It's a little boy." This means that there is really nothing between them, but in fact, Zhou Ji'an doesn't know how old Huo Suo, who has a baby face, is.
Qian's mother smiles at her: "Does Zhou Zhou like this type?" It can be seen that Qian's mother is just teasing her.
Zhou Ji'an's face is hot: "Qian's mother, don't make fun of me, he is just my neighbor."
"If you have a boyfriend, you must bring him here for us to see. Don't be like your previous boyfriend, Cheng Zhou." As soon as the voice fell, she secretly thought that she had spoken out of turn.
When she looked up, she saw that Zhou Ji'an was slightly stunned.
It seems that Zhou Zhou has not yet gotten over that incident in her heart, so what should she do with this person at noon today? Originally, she planned to let the two get to know each other first. There is really nothing to fault with Lao Qian's student. It's a pity that Zhou Zhou met such a bad peach blossom first.
Alas... this child is too loyal...
When Qian's mother thinks of Cheng Zhou, she feels as angry as if her cabbage had been eaten by a pig.
The steam from the pot rises like a hand tentatively touching her face. After making sure that she will not move, it pours out wantonly and spreads to her eyes, moist and hot.
Zhou Ji'an hasn't heard this name for a long time. Of course, it was also because she had been deliberately avoiding it.
Even if the new wound becomes the old wound and the surface heals, when she accidentally touches it, the feeling of suffocation and sadness that makes her unable to say a word will appear again and again.
But with repeated conditioned reflexes, she will gradually stop having any big reactions like Pavlov's dog, because she has become numb.
It's just that since the breakup, few people would take the initiative to mention Cheng Zhou in front of her, perhaps to take her feelings into consideration.
The calm eyes are suddenly half covered by the upper eyelids as if to hide the sudden waves. She puts the peeled vegetables under water to rinse and washes away the traces of blood on them.
She pretends to be relaxed and says: "It's nothing; it's normal to meet someone inappropriate when in a relationship."
"You don't have to care too much about him. If he hadn't contacted me, I would have forgotten him long ago."
Qian's mother heard a little clue: "He dares to contact you?"
Zhou Ji'an pauses, and Qian's mother keenly captures this moment of stagnation. The whole person almost explodes: "How dare he still pester you! No way! I have to think of something; we can't let him delay your lifelong event."
Zhou Ji'an pinches the wound that was just cut by the peeler, carefully takes out the things in the oven, and says softly but decisively: "he won't delay me. It's not something I will forgive him if he comes back to me." She still has some sense of propriety, "Eat a cookie to calm down."
"I'm really angry." Qian's mother viciously opens her mouth and bites the cookie that Zhou Ji'an fed to her mouth as if she were biting Cheng Zhou.
As soon as the cookie enters her mouth, she regrets being so rough with it, because it is so sweet and delicious, full of butter and milk, with a dense and delicate taste, which makes her mouth water.
Qian's mother stuffs two more biscuits into her mouth. There is nothing wrong with the little biscuits.
"This is so delicious! How to make it?"
Zhou Ji'an already put the biscuits on a plate: "I'll teach you this afternoon. I'll take the biscuits out for them to try."
After a while, she comes in again: "Mother Qian, remember to remind me to pack a portion this afternoon."
Qian's mother's radar moves again, and she tries to say: "Okay, is it for the young man who opened the door for you this morning?"
Zhou Ji'an nods: "After all, he helped me, and he seemed to like this biscuit very much."
Qian's mother jokes: "You said you were not interested in him, but it works after a few interactions."
Zhou Ji'an shakes her head and laughs: "You know what? A lot of people really get it done after just a few interactions, but it's not that easy, it all depends on fate, I've been with the uncles and aunts at the vegetable market a lot, why haven't I ever gotten it done with them?"
Qian's mother smiles gently: "You are good at talking; I won't tease you, Just let nature take its course." Of course, it's good to have some human factors; Zhou Zhou deserves a better man.