Chapter 45

"Wonton."

Liu Liang put the bowl on the table. The big wonton, an ancient secret recipe, can never exist in the world.

"It smells good."

Zhou Lanping hurried over and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. Why is it so fragrant today?

Liu Liang turned her face and opened her eyes roundly, "is it really so fragrant?"

"Yes."

Zhou Lanping couldn't help laughing when he saw Liu Liang like this. I don't know why. Today, this is Xiang.

Liu Liang grinned at the corners of her mouth.

No matter how fragrant it is, it can't be so fragrant. Her breathing is by no means for nothing. She will know the benefits in the future.

After washing her hands, Zhou Lanping came to eat wonton. After taking the first bite, she really felt that the skin was thin and the meat was tender, and there was a special smell. She had never eaten such delicious wonton.

Liu Liang brought out two cups of milk, one for herself and one for Zhou Lanping.

Zhou Lanping took the cup and shook her hands. Can she not drink it?

But when she saw that Liu Liang had drunk more than half of the cup, she had no choice but to put the cup close to her mouth and reluctantly took a sip.

As a result, after drinking, I found that the milk was very sweet and there was no milk smell at all.

Her daughter is smart. Even the boiled milk is different.

After dinner, Liu Liang handed Zhou Lanping's lunch box. She also brought a big lunch box.

When they came out, they happened to meet the Ma family. As soon as the Ma family saw them, it was like seeing a ghost. They all stepped out and took them back in an instant.

Zhou Lanping is a person who doesn't care about revenge. In fact, she doesn't hate the Ma family much. She can't help sighing.

Come out if you want. It's really unnecessary to hide like this.

Liu Liang followed Zhou Lanping behind, just like a small tail. When she turned back, she happened to be on Ma Qiang's head. As soon as Ma Qiang saw her, she quickly retracted her head.

This ghost girl is so evil.

Thinking of Liu Liang's strange strength, the hairs on Ma Qiang's arm stood up.

He couldn't help beating a spirit. He's really the evil door of X.

He suddenly felt that his clothes had been pulled. He almost screamed. This time, he found that his baby son was pulling his clothes.

"Dad, Xiaobao wants to drink, grandma."

"Your mother has no milk, and neither has your father."

Ma Qiang stretched out his neck and felt insulted.

With a slap, the back of his head was slapped.

"Who slapped me?"

"Who are you?"

The Yin voice made Ma Qiang shrink his neck immediately, just like a quail.

"You are my mother."

He turned back to please his mother and smiled dryly.

"Mom, this smelly boy wants milk. Where can I find milk for him?"

"A pig."

Mrs. Ma slapped her stupid son angrily, "go to the vegetable market to buy our Xiaobao. There are three stores. Children should drink more milk. If they don't eat well, they don't hang on to this milk."

Ma Qiang dared not say a word, so he ran out to buy milk for his son.

After a while, he came back panting and came back with a bottle of milk dripping in his hand.

Mrs. Ma quickly gave her grandson hot milk. As a result, when Ma Xiaobao took a sip of a small bowl, he spit it out directly, and his two tearful eyes flashed.

Xiaobao doesn't drink this milk. "Xiaobao wants to drink aunt's, aunt's sweet."

"What aunt?"

Mrs. Ma is not like what she hears.

Ma Qiang deflated his mouth. "It's Zhou Lanping, but it's all milk. It's not the same. What's good to drink?"

"It's all your fault."

Mrs. Zhou really wanted to slap Ma Qiang again. "Who told you not to take your mind? You ran to people's house to make trouble without making it clear."

"You didn't let Xiao Bao out alone."

Ma Qiang's mouth muttered, but he didn't dare to say that his mother was not.

Ma Lao Tai glared at Ma Qiang with hatred. Ma Qiang couldn't help shrinking his neck. Cheng, he owed his mouth.

Mrs. Ma coaxed her grandson, but Ma Xiaobao was crying all the time. She wanted to drink milk, but no matter how much sugar was added to it, her grandson vomited once a time, and her mouth kept saying that she wanted to drink from her aunt's house.

Mrs. Ma had no choice but to promise her grandson to take him to drink in the evening.

Even if she gave up her old face and compensated Zhou Lanping's family, she had to get it for her grandson.

Besides, Liu Liang went to the school and didn't go to the classroom. Instead, she went to the small playground behind the school, found a place for herself, sat down and picked up the book to read.

Until she felt that the time was almost up, she went to the classroom with her schoolbag, and the classroom was also cleaned, but there were still not many students in it.

It seems that most students like to pinch points to school.

Even her new deskmate didn't come.

Indeed, just before the bell rang, Liu Lele ran in and sat down on the chair. As soon as it was next to the chair, the bell rang outside.

Liu Lele grinned at Liu Liang.

"What shall we eat today?"

"Fish, balls, ribs."

Liu Liang turned the book and looked back.

Liu Lele couldn't help swallowing her saliva. How good it would be if she left school at noon. She could eat delicious food. Since eating the rice of Liu Liang's house, it was difficult for her mother to swallow the rice she cooked. Even dreaming in the middle of the night, she wanted to eat. When she got up in the morning, her saliva would wet her pillow.

Liu Liang twisted her face slightly, and then stared at Liu Lele seriously.

Liu Lele touched his face.

"Why do you look at me like this? Is there anything on my face, or do I not wash my face in the morning?"

"If you still want to eat, go to school at seven tomorrow. I'll wait for you on the school playground."

"Why?"

Liu Lele almost jumped up in surprise.

Class starts at 8:30. She comes at 7:00. Doesn't she have to get up an hour and a half early, an hour and a half? How sweet can she sleep?

Anyway, she can't get up. She absolutely can't get up. She doesn't want to get up for ten minutes. No, five minutes, not even one minute.

Liu liangtu is a curved lip corner, and her voice is also cold.

"I feel a little lonely. If you want to eat my meal, come early."

Liu Lele scratched his hair hard, "how about I give one more dollar a day?" it's all her possessions. She took them out. It's not easy.

The smile in Liu Liang's eyes is getting bigger and bigger, but the more she smiles, the colder Liu Lele feels.

"Those two pieces."

Liu Lele stretched out two fingers and paid five yuan a day. She took out her wife Ben.

As a result, Liu Liang took out her textbook and read it carefully.

Liu Lele pulled the belt of her schoolbag and looked at Liu Liang's schoolbag from time to time. She saw the lunch box. If she didn't eat it for her, how would she live?