Still hanging?

Zhang Xiao slandered in his heart that Ning Zhiyuan was clearly an impatient master, wishing he could marry Lu Yongchun immediately, and if Wing Chun hanged on, Ning Zhiyuan would die in a hurry. On the face, Zhang Xiao smiled and asked Lu Yongchun: "How did my brother become a elm-headed man? He's quite smart."

It's just that the EQ is a little low.

Lu Yongchun twitched his lips and hummed: "Smartness is used in different places."

"You mean he has a low EQ?"

Lu Yongchun smiled, and then looked straight at Zhang Xiao, "Can't you see that? Ning Zhiyuan has a high IQ but a low EQ. If he had a high EQ, maybe we would have...well, my own EQ is not that high either. Go. Zhang Xiao, if you are a lobbyist for Ning Zhiyuan, you don't need to say anything. He hasn't figured out what's going on until now, so I don't have the intention to anger him."

Zhang Xiao also laughed, "To be honest, I really came here to be a lobbyist. My brother said that he won't see you for several days. He was anxious and angry, and his face was dark all day long. Even going to Mu's house to look for me with a dark face, but it scared Mu Ya. Wing Chun, from a woman's point of view, I don't think there is anything wrong with you, after all, my brother has never even dated you For one, pursuing you is not serious, but a bit domineering. Marriage is a lifelong event. If you have a knot in your heart, even if he is my cousin, I will not persuade you to marry him immediately. If You two can't do what you want, and you won't be happy after marriage."

Lu Yongchun hummed.

Zhang Xiao patted Mu Ya's head, Mu Ya looked up at her mother, then nestled in Zhang Xiao's arms, holding Zhang Xiao's hand and counting Zhang Xiao's fingers boredly. The smile on the corner of Zhang Xiao's mouth can't go away, because of Mu Ya's innocence, her eyes looked at the cutie in her arms, "From the perspective of family affection, I hope you can marry my brother as soon as possible, he is a A rough man, but there are subtleties in the rough. He longs for a warm home. I can often help him cook a hot meal, but what he wants is not a day or two after all, but a lifetime of warmth. Only you can give him .”

Mentioning the desolation of the Ning family, Lu Yongchun's heart throbbed.

But when she thought of Ning Zhiyuan's dishonesty, she still hesitated. As Zhang Xiao said, marriage is a lifelong event, and she has bruises in her heart, so it's best not to make impulsive decisions.

"Actually, I can't give him the warmth of his family. My work is also very busy, and his work is even busier. When everyone is busy, they are busy all day and night. How can they have the energy to care for others and give them warmth? "

Zhang Xiao smiled and patted Mu Ya's head again, and first asked Mu Ya softly: "Can Mu Ya know how to count? Count how many fingers my mother has on her hand."

Mu Ya looked at Zhang Xiao's slender fingers, and then looked up at Zhang Xiao with big eyes blinking.

Zhang Xiao taught her to count. Considering that she was still young, Zhang Xiao didn't want to force too many things into her head, so she didn't stick to it, so Mu Ya didn't have a deep impression of counting. What impressed her the most was buying You have to give money for things, and when others ask for things from her, you have to give her money. Because this is something she can see happening every day, seeing it every day, drawing inferences from one instance, she is particularly profound.

"Mom taught Mu Ya to count, one, two, three..." Zhang Xiaorou taught Mu Ya to count her fingers.

Lu Yongchun looked at it with a smile, and didn't bother Zhang Xiao teaching the children how to count.

Mu Ya read along with Zhang Xiao in her childish voice.

After teaching her twice, Zhang Xiao let Mu Ya continue to play with her fingers. She looked at Lu Yongchun who was opposite, and said, "For my brother, a word from a loved one, a look, a call, a message Information can warm his cold heart."

Lu Yongchun was thoughtful.

"I'm a poor cook."

"My brother can eat it, can't he?"

Lu Yongchun's face turned a little red, and he muttered something in a low voice.

"Someone said that if you are a sentient being, you can be full by drinking water, let alone you are not drinking water. No matter how bad your cooking skills are, as long as he can eat the food you cook, you are not a chef, so there is no need to care about others eyes."

Lu Yongchun sneered, "He can eat it, but he also said that my cooking skills are poor."

"He's teasing you. He's secretly having fun. He loves you. The noodles you make will be delicious to him. He doesn't love you. The delicacies you cook can be compared to five-star hotels. He also hates you." It's not tasty."

"Zhang Xiao, when did you become a love expert? You can analyze it clearly and logically." Lu Yongchun laughed sincerely. When Zhang Xiao said this, she felt that Ning Zhiyuan was very good to her, and her cooking skills were her own. It is clear that every time the dishes are either tasteless or deadly salty, Ning Zhiyuan can eat them accordingly.

For him, it is a kind of happiness to be able to eat meals cooked by his beloved woman.

For Lu Yongchun, the food she has spent time and painstaking efforts on is the fruit of her labor. The fruit of labor has not been ruined, but has received due respect, which is also a kind of happiness for her .

Some people pursue their whole lives only for the pursuit of happiness. In fact, happiness lies in daily life, hidden in the ordinary.

"The bystander is clear."

"Are you and Mu Chen okay?"

Lu Yongchun shifted the topic to Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao laughed, her smile dyed her whole body, "We are fine."

Her happiness made Lu Yongchun sigh: "Actually, the first time Mu Chen called me and asked me to send you a few sets of clothes, I felt the difference between Mu Chen and you. Facts have proved that my feeling is right. But I thought that you and Ning Zhiyuan would become a happy couple, but I didn't expect him to become your cousin, it feels like watching a play."

"Yes, I didn't think of it myself. I only know that my mother is an orphan. I never thought that my mother has a biological sister. Unfortunately, my mother and my aunt did not know each other before they were alive. I hope the two sisters can meet each other under the nine springs. Admit it."

When mentioning the deceased mother, Zhang Xiao's smile completely disappeared, and his thoughts drifted away.

She really wished her mother was still alive.

Even if the mother has not appeared for twenty-two years, as long as the mother is alive, she is happy. But... that can only be a dream.

My mother was in an accident by plane. Air crashes are usually bad luck and bad luck. Even if there are a few lucky ones, they are very rare.

Seeing Zhang Xiao holding back her smile, she seemed to have lost her soul, knowing that she was thinking of her dead mother, Lu Yongchun said distressedly: "Zhang Xiao, although your mother can't see you growing up, you are living a good life. Yes, be happy, and find your own emotional home, your mother can rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

Zhang Xiao said bitterly: "I don't know if she can rest in peace. She doesn't even have a grave, and there are no bones left. It was a plane crash... It's bad luck."