Ling Xiaoxiao chatted with Huang Xin for a few more words before hanging up. After a while, she received a text message of an unfamiliar number. When she clicked on it, she found that it was Xu Mohan. Ling Xiaoxiao knew that the number was saved. This person was really willing to do anything to achieve his goal, and even a minion like him was attracted.

Ling Xiaoxiao was confused and underestimated herself. She was the only person who could touch Huang Xin and make her choose to go home for so many years. Xu Mohan dared not be negligent with such a person. His journey to pursue his wife was already bumpy enough. If Ling Xiaoxiao didn't help, he would have to work harder, and if Ling Xiaoxiao worked harder, it would be very slow to take effect. If Ling Xiaoxiao was in a bad mood and gave him more trips, he should cry.

My childhood sweetheart has been so many years, and I thought it was the duck on my lips, but I flew away inattention. Fortunately, I didn’t fly far away. This time I finally got to my lips again. If I fly again, he could really find a piece of tofu to hit him.

After Xu Mohan passed this text message, there was no movement. Ling Xiaoxiao thought this person would say something. Did he think too much? He just gave himself a number to contact him in order to make it easier?

Ling Xiaoxiao curled her lips and put down her phone. She habitually found the test paper and started to practice the questions. Perhaps because she had a good mood with Jiang Zizhuo for one afternoon today, her efficiency in doing the questions has become higher now. Many questions can be found by thinking about it. Although this set of test papers is all basic questions, this degree has already made her very satisfied.

Ling Xiaoxiao had just finished a set of questions and was about to find another set of questions that had improved difficulty and continued to do it. When she heard a faint sound of footsteps, she looked out and looked out. The tired figures of Ling Dad and Ling Mother appeared outside. Ling Xiaoxiao quickly opened the door for them. It started to snow outside again, and a thin layer of skin fell on both Ling Dad and Ling Mother.

Ling Xiaoxiao took a broom to help them sweep the snow on their shoes, and then put the shoes they replaced under the heating to bake. In this way, the moisture in the shoes will be roasted the next morning and will be warm when worn.

"Have you had dinner?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked them while busy.

"Your father ate with his colleagues at the gas station. I haven't eaten yet. It's the end of the year. There are too many people coming to buy clothes, and your aunt and I don't even have time to reconcile the goods." Ling's mother rubbed her eyebrows tiredly. Sometimes she was very worried when her business was too good.

"Then you have a rest first. There is a big bowl of fried rice I made tonight. I'll go and heat it up for you." Ling Xiaoxiao pulled Ling's parents and mother and asked them to sit on the sand, poured them a cup of hot water, and then went to the kitchen to warm up the rice for Ling's mother.

Ling Xiaoxiao was fascinated by the fried rice on the third floor of the canteen during this period. The fried rice made by the chef was very small, only rapeseed, carrots and eggs, but for some reason, the fried rice tasted very good. She could eat all the rice in one breath with a little dried chili powder.

She always tried to stir-fry herself these days when she came back, but the taste was not very good every time. Either the rice was too sticky or the taste was too light. There was no way she could only put a lot of ingredients before putting the rice, such as ham, carrots, vegetables, cucumbers, etc. Anyway, the taste was weird after stir-frying...

Ling's mother has been eating fast food in the store this year. After Ling Xiaoxiao went to school, she and Ling's father also fooled her bites every day. She hadn't eaten normal meals for a long time. Today, she ate the supper made by her daughter again. Although it was just fried rice, it was enough for her to eat.

"My Dabao'er cooks delicious food. I haven't eaten it for half a year. Your father and I want to die." Ling's mother sighed while eating. When her daughter was in the third year of junior high school, she would cook dinner with them every day even when she was busy studying.

Seeing that Ling's mother was eating delicious, Ling's father also went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks to eat. The two of them quickly finished a bowl of fried rice.

"Big Baoer," Ling's father was about to go down and saw that Ling Xiaoxiao looked bad, so he quickly changed his words: "Yaya, the restaurant you told your mother a few days ago. I have discussed with your uncle these days. We now go to Bincheng once a day or two. It's not bad to open a restaurant. We can pull many meat and vegetables that are not in the county from Bincheng, but there are too few good cooks in our county. If the cook is not delicious, it will be useless if no one buys it."

Ling Xiaoxiao put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, then came out to sit next to them: "Opening a restaurant does not necessarily mean that you can cook. My mother always goes to Beijing. You should know that there are many hot pot restaurants in Beijing. Every family tastes good and the business is very good. We can also open a hot pot restaurant with special pot bases. This is just a soup base and side dishes. Then you can find two chefs who can cook cold dishes. If you don't make hot pot, you can also make special dishes, such as barbecue, fish stew, etc., and you don't have to find a chef."

When Ling’s father and mother looked at each other and smiled bitterly, they thought it was complicated again. According to Ling Xiaoxiao, if they opened a hot pot restaurant or barbecue restaurant, their previous problems would not exist. As long as they could mix special pot bottoms or ingredients, and then carefully plan, the restaurant would be opened.

The couple had a direction, so they took their hands and went back to the room to discuss, leaving Ling Xiaoxiao alone sitting on the sand, staring blankly at them closing the door. They really turned their backs on their pants and turned against each other!!!

Without her own business, Ling Xiaoxiao went back to her room to continue to do the questions. The weather was cold and she was still a little weak now, so she gave herself a leave and stopped going to run in the morning. She was preparing to raise the fat meat by relying on the New Year. She didn't have to get up early to sleep properly, picked up the test paper she had just found, and prepared to continue to do it and go to bed after finishing it.

Halfway through the brush, I stuck on a question and couldn't do it for a long time. I was depressed and heard the phone ringing. When I opened the lid, I saw that it was Xu Mohan.

Ling Xiaoxiao answered the phone and smiled badly: "Hello, who is it?"

The sound of the car's motive came from the other end of the phone, and Xu Mohan's voice also came faintly: "Xiaoxiao, it's wrong for you to do this. Didn't I ask you to save my number just now?"

"Just now? I was doing the test just now and didn't look at my phone. When did you tell me?" Ling Xiaoxiao is very skilled in quibbling.

Xu Mohan was speechless and said for a while: "Oh, I don't know if you hung up the phone and went to read a book, but this doesn't matter anymore."

"What's important?"

"Look, I just came out of your Sister Xin's house. What do you think is the most important?" Xu Mohan smiled.

"I think it's the most important thing for you to go home now." Ling Xiaoxiao also smiled.

Xu Mohan was stunned. This girl always didn't play according to the routine, which was too unlovable: "Xiaoxiao, it doesn't matter whether Brother Han or not comes home. How can you make Sister Xin agree to marry me? This is the most important thing."
Chapter completed!