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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

In a courtyard in the city, Fujiwara Mami put down the phone in her hand and smiled.

The message sent on the phone made her feel that God was helping her.

Just as she was glad, a woman walked out of the room and said cutely: "The noble party is all capable masters, and there is nothing to take care of."

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When Fujiwara Mami heard this, she felt unbeatable and laughed.

Zhang Mansion.

Liu Shumin's anxious mood finally settled down and planned to take some gifts to go to the Hu family to make up for his past mistakes.

"Old Zhang, I'll go to Hu's house to see Jiaojiao, and go home later..." Liu Shumin explained a few words to the phone, then got up and left home with her bag.

When I passed by Dingfulou, I parked the hot and sour noodles here were the most authentic, made with pure handmade and made with sweet potato noodles. She remembered Jiaojiao’s favorite food.

I didn't ask the driver to buy it, but got off the car and bought it myself, which shows that I was very sincere in admitting my mistakes.

A while.

I went out of Dingfulou with sour and sour noodles, smiling and looking at the red and green gifts in my hands from time to time. The colors were very bright, and no one could refuse the food at present.

Just as I got in the car, I saw a familiar figure from afar, carrying a small bag alone, shopping.

Liu Shumin shouted happily: "Jiaojiao."

Hu Jiaojiao heard the shouting and looked up at her, with an inexplicable expression on her face.

Liu Shumin didn't take it seriously. After all, she was hurt first, so it was normal for her to pretend not to know her.

She came to Hu Jiaojiao a few steps and said happily: "Jiaojiao, you're still angry with your aunt. Auntie knew she was wrong and was about to see you, but she bought your favorite hot and sour noodles."

Hu Jiaojiao's eyes turned, and when he was young, he said, "Aunt Liu, let's forget about the past, I don't want to mention it. As long as you don't harm me in the future, I will forgive you for this."

“Geeh…”

"Don't worry, Jiaojiao, from now on, aunt will not harm you, let alone harm Jiaojiao. Let's go, aunt will give you a few gifts and will apologize later."

Liu Shumin pulled Hu Jiaojiao's arm, very intimate, huh? I always feel something is wrong when my arms are wrapped around, and I look at her with some differences.

"Jiaojiao, why do I feel that you are much taller? It's because my aunt hasn't followed you for a long time, and you have secretly grown taller again."

Hu Jiaojiao blinked a few times and said, "Auntie Liu, I'm wearing high heels today, so it's naturally a little taller than usual."

Liu Shumin looked at the red high heels under her feet. The heel was three centimeters, which was not very exaggerated. It was said that it would not be so tall, and she didn't care about it. She might think she was short and something was placed inside the shoes.

The two of them came to the nearby imported goods mall and bought a lot of high-end luxury goods.

"Mrs. Zhang, you are here to go shopping, it's a coincidence. I wanted to visit you that day." A beautiful woman took the initiative to come over and chat with her.

Zhang Qiming's identity is there, and there are many people who usually flatter him.

Liu Shumin looked at her, her face tightened, and she smiled and said, "It turns out it's Xiao Yuan, I have time to drink tea together."

"Okay, okay, Mrs. Zhang, you are busy." Hu Jiaojiao looked at him and left.

This is where many officials come to spend time, and there are many people who know Liu Shumin and Hu Jiaojiao.

When meeting five acquaintances, Liu Shumin was a little annoyed. This kind of human nature cannot be treated coldly. He always smiled and said a few words.

Tired.

"Jiaojiao, auntie accompanied you to the next door to drink tea. This hot and sour noodles will change after a long time, but they will become more delicious. Auntie's wishes, don't refuse."

Hu Jiaojiao took a look and she carried the hot and sour noodles that she didn't let go, and she smiled at the corner of her eyes.

"Okay, then drink tea, and the aunt's kindness cannot be refused."

"Okay, okay."

The two of them came intimately to the teahouse not far away, the two-story Qifeng Tower, which was decorated in elegant and quiet.

Green bamboo plants, rockery streams, and the sound of the piano is melodious, like a young phoenix cloud coming, a place to rest, which is very elegant.

The sandalwood is lingering and the tea fragrance is everywhere.

The waiter of Cha put the fragrant tea on the coffee table and turned around and was about to leave, but the beautiful girl shouted: "Please bring me a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Liu Shumin wanted to get up and go to the bathroom. When she heard Jiaojiao's words, she turned around and said, "Jiaojiao, I specially asked the store to use fresh green bamboo to make a cup to carry this elastic sour powder and keep it original. If it were replaced with bowls and chopsticks, it would affect the taste."

“Geeh…”

"Aunt Liu is so sincere, so his niece naturally has to show sincerity, and share sweetness with each other, which means that they don't distinguish between each other and eat them. The aunt will not refuse the kindness of her niece."

Liu Shumin had a smile on her face, nodded in emotion, and said to the waiter: "Go and get the bowls and chopsticks." She took out a hundred yuan of French currency from her bag and gave a reward.

“Put it up.”

The two left, Hu Jiaojiao turned around, showed a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and poured herself a cup of fragrant tea.

A while.

The bowls and chopsticks were brought up, and Hu Jiaojiao opened the bamboo lid, and the bright green and bright, elastic vermicelli were transferred into the bowl.

The soup is rich, fresh, spicy and sour, and it is straight into the heart.

"It's indeed a good thing, and it's also a good gift for you to give away." Hu Jiaojiao muttered alone.

On the coffee table, half and half, two portions of hot and sour noodles.

Hu Jiaojiao's long skirt was worn by her long hair and her long hair was inserted with a jade hairpin. She took off the jade hairpin and twisted it gently.

Breaking from the middle, a white particle rolled into the bamboo tube, calmly picking up the chopsticks and stirring them gently.

Push it to the opposite side, and the chopsticks lie horizontally on it. The bun is tied up again, and the potato flour is lightly picked into your mouth. It is indeed full of strength, but it is elastic but not sticky. It is so spicy and delicious, making people unable to stop.

The door was pushed open, and Liu Shumin walked into the room with a smile on her face, looking at the girl who was unable to resist food, and smiled knowingly.

"How is Jiaojiao? Is it the original taste?" The bamboo tube sour powder in front of her had been prepared for her for a long time.

Liu Shumin frowned slightly. To be honest, she couldn't eat such things, and she couldn't eat too much sour or sour.

"It's delicious, thank you Aunt Liu, you can try it too. Don't refuse your niece's kindness." Hu Jiaojiao picked up the potato flour, her red lips and a bright smile, and she saw that she didn't move her chopsticks, and urged her softly.

“Geeh…”

"Jiaojiao is intent, auntie will eat it now."

It is difficult to refuse the kindness and ease the relationship. This is a matter of appropriateness.

Liu Shumin put down her bag, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a thick round vermicelli, and when she was about to put it into her mouth, she glanced at the coriander in Hu Jiaojiao's bowl. When she saw that she was putting it into her mouth indifferently, she felt very different in her heart.

"Jiaojiao, aunt is not meticulous enough. I forgot that you are allergic to cilantro. You should eat this portion of mine, but this portion is not available."

As he said that, Liu Shumin pushed the bamboo tube in front of him to the opposite side, but was blocked by Hu Jiaojiao with her hands.

His eyelids twitched a few times and said, "How can my niece refuse this? Even if he is allergic, he will make up the matter."

When Liu Shumin heard her say this, she was very moved. She took allergies, so what reason would she have to refuse?

"Jiaojiao is so good. When you get married to the boy named Yan, my aunt will give you a big gift."

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. A boy named Yan raises her heart to her throat, her expression is slightly stiff, and her jade hands are stagnant in the air.

Seeing a vermicelli streaked into her mouth, she said, "Aunt Liu is talking about Yan Wenchuan?"

"Yeah, it's so sour."

Liu Shumin took a bite and slap it. When she heard the question, she casually said, "His name is Yan Wenchuan! Why does this name sound familiar?"

Liu Shumin shook her head: "It's the guy who followed behind your butt yesterday. I've prepared the money for him, so I'll give you gifts in advance."

"Oh, I've forgotten what I look like." Hu Jiaojiao put down the chopsticks in her hand and asked.

"Jiaojiao, you..."

Liu Shumin was very suspicious when she said that she had just met yesterday and said she wanted to marry him. Why did she forget it so quickly? She deliberately used it and then got rid of it.

"It's just a thick eyebrows and a wide nose, with eyes often shiny, tall and handsome, and a handsome boy.

You can't say that this kid has a big face and a calm temperament. If he doesn't become a spy, he has the style of a mayor and has a very good temperament. He is basically close to your Uncle Zhang's development for so many years, and he is an official face."

Liu Shumin was taking a bite and said casually that she thought Yan Wenchuan was pretty good and looked good, but she just didn't do anything.

Fearing that Hu Jiaojiao kicked him, she was threatened again, and tried her best to pull them together.

In this way, as long as Hu Jiaojiao is there, you won’t worry that he will jump out and extort.

She is indeed here!

Hu Jiaojiao's expression changed slightly, and she sighed in her heart.

"What are you talking about?"

"that is..."

Liu Shumin was about to speak, but she realized that even if she had forgotten, she would not forget so cleanly, right?

"Jiaojiao, you..."
To be continued...