Chapter 324

Ji Zhengting heard that she started the exam at ten in the morning, so she was not in a hurry. I took her to a Cantonese morning tea shop in the center of the city and had some food.

They came early, they just opened.

They are the only guests in the quiet shop. Ji Zhengting ordered a lot of delicious food for her, a total of more than 20 kinds.

However, the amount of morning tea is relatively small, but in the end they still did not finish. It's half eaten at most.

Song Qingcheng ate a lot and was full.

Ji Zhengting is quite satisfied.

When paying the bill, song Qingcheng asked the waiter to pack part of the dishes. Otherwise, it's really a waste.

Ji Zhengting wants to go to the company, but he can't go to work with leftovers, so song Qingcheng carries his bag and deposits it with the guard.

She plans to finish the exam and go back to see her mother and sister.

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In one hour, song Qingcheng finished the exam smoothly. I met Xin Yue at the entrance of the examination room. They asked each other how they were doing.

"I think you know it. It's just a pass." Xin Yue has always been indifferent to the results.

"I think so, too. However, I will try my best. " Song Qingcheng was more attentive. After all, he had more marks and more face.

"The exam doesn't start until three in the afternoon. Are you going to the hospital? If we don't have to, we'll have dinner together. " Said Xin Yue.

"I said to my mother that I would go back to see them. You'd better come back with me. My mother is thinking about the last time you helped us. She wants to say thank you all the time. "

"What else can I do for you. If you really want to thank me, I dare not go Xin Yue is not good at dealing with that kind of polite words, so she thinks it's better to hide.

"Let's go! My mother must have made a lot of delicious food for us. " Song Qingcheng took her and left.

"By the way, are aunts and sisters used to living there?" Asked Xin Yue.

"It's OK. I'm too busy to call them. And my mother is also very busy, all day in the yard to toss those flowers and plants; she was a person tired enough

"As long as my aunt is comfortable, I will be happy when I am tired."

"So it is."

Two people are talking and walking. When they get to the door, song Qingcheng remembers to go to the guard and take the things he left. Xinyue has already driven the car to wait for her.

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When they arrived, song's mother was waiting for them at the door. I was worried that they couldn't find the distance. I didn't expect that they would drive directly to the door.

"Ma." Song Qingcheng gets out of the car.

"Good aunt." After Xinyue got off the bus, she also called sweetly.

"All right, all right, come on in. It's too cold outside." Song's mother helped them into the yard.

"Wow, I haven't been here for a few days. The yard has been changed." Just into the yard, Xinyue was surprised.

The original space has now been arranged in good order by song's mother, with vegetables, garlic and flowers planted. And the feeling of the day I first came here, there are some changes.

There are some fallen leaves in the courtyard, which are also cleaned by the mother of Song Dynasty. Too luxuriant branches of miscellaneous leaves, have been pruned neat, looks very fresh, clean.

"Mom, I think you've lost weight these days. Do you take care of these things in the yard every day? " Song Qingcheng worried that her mother had a strong sense of responsibility and would take care of her every day and night.

"Well, of course, Ma takes other people's money and lives in other people's houses. Naturally, she wants to keep them clean. But don't worry, mom is in good health. If you work more, you will feel strong. " Anyway, song's mother was a hundred satisfied and happy.

"Then you can't make yourself tired. If you're tired out, it's time to change workers. " Song Qingcheng knew that persuading his mother was useless. He might as well scare his mother with a way, which was more useful than persuading her.

"Of course, mom will take care of her body. You don't have to worry about it." Song's mother is really serious.

Song Qingcheng smiles.

"You wash your hands and I'll serve the meal."

"I'll help you, auntie." Xin Yue offered to help.

"No, there are few dishes. I'll do it myself. Go wash your hands and I'll be ready. "

"By the way, mom, I have some dishes here. You can heat them in the microwave oven and eat them together later." Song Qingcheng takes the bag on the table to his mother.

"Why do you come back with packaged food? There's enough food at home. " Song's mother is also curious. Shouldn't it be steamed buns and fried dough sticks in the morning?

Song Qingcheng stirred up, "Oh, I ate with Xin Yue in the morning. I didn't finish, so I packed it. "

She winked at Xin Yue. Xin Yue looks ignorant, and her eyes seem to say: when did I have dinner with you in the morning?

Song's mother didn't think much, so she took the bag and went into the kitchen.Song Qingcheng smiles at Xin Yue. Xinyue knew that she had been used by her, so she grunted.

They washed their hands and came out. There were several dishes and soup on the table. Song's mother heats up the dishes song Qingcheng brought back. When it's hot, it's almost a full table.

"Wow, what a delicious meal today!" Xinyue sat at the table, greedy almost drooling.

"Eat quickly, eat more, and you'll have the strength to take the exam in the afternoon." Song's mother made a bowl of rice for her.

"What Auntie said is right. I don't want to go home when I'm full. I devote myself to the exam." Xin Yue likes it.

"Make excuses for eating, you!" Song Qingcheng exposes her careful thinking.

"I can't help it. My nickname is snacks." Xin Yue doesn't mind being told. And you're welcome. You eat with chopsticks. Then he couldn't help praising, "well, my aunt's cooking is great. I haven't had such a home cooked dish for a long time. "

"You don't know, my mother was born a cook when she was a child." Song Qingcheng said.

When my mother was a child, she was in the kitchen business at home. Many people went to her grandparents to cook for weddings and funerals. My mother was affected since she was a child, so her cooking skills were also very good.

"Really? No wonder the cooking is so good. " It's the first time Xin Yue has heard about it.

"Don't listen to her, just eat more. A girl's family needs to be a little fatter to look good. " Song's mother knows that girls nowadays should be in good shape and dare not eat more. But in this way, the body nutrition can't keep up, and finally the body is broken, so we advise them.

What's more, people of song's mother's age always think it's better to be fat.

"My aunt not only cooks delicious food, but also speaks well. I must have two bowls of rice for him today. " Xin Yue was cruel.

Song Qingcheng and his mother were amused by her.

"Little sister, you should eat more. When you are growing up, you must eat more. " Xin Yue brings food to song Xiaomei.

Song Xiaomei doesn't like to talk, so she smiles at her.