The master of the return of the immortal is speechless

Chapter 219 Full of Memories
Hua Qinglei pulled Mu Jiuqing, and was talking with Mu Jiuqing excitedly.

But found that Mu Jiuqing didn't answer her, but stared in one direction.

She looked in that direction.

It is the direction of the window of the room. The elegant curtains are opened, and the light outside the window is very bright. If you look a little farther, you can see the green potted plants on the windowsills of other residents.

Generally speaking, the scenery style is not bad, but there is nothing special about it.

She looked at Mu Jiuqing again, and found that Mu Jiuqing's eyes were already wet, and those crystals were shining.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Hua Qinglei asked softly.

Looking into her mother's eyes, she realized that her mother was not looking at the window at all, but her eyes were distracted, her face was dazed, her lips were slightly parted, revealing some white and neat teeth, obviously remembering something.

At this moment, in the moisture in her eyes, she could clearly feel a highly contagious emotion fluctuating, causing a numb feeling to rise in her heart, and her eyes were also wet.After being separated from my mother for so many years, when we meet again, there is no estrangement at all. Some of them are more cherished and emotional resonance is easier.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Mu Jiuqing hadn't responded yet, Hua Qinglei shook her uninjured arm with a worried expression.

"Mom is fine!" Mu Jiuqing blinked her eyes, and the wetness immediately turned into tears and rolled out. She quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes, her voice choked up.

She looked at Hua Qinglei, and gently hugged Hua Qinglei.

"Mom is just happy, today is like a dream!" Her body was shaking, she had lost 14 years, and she was really afraid that everything was a dream.

Fingers run through the daughter's hair, the daughter is so big, as tall as her.

"Okay, Mom, aren't we all fine now, and our family of three will never be separated again!"

This family of three made Mu Jiuqing feel a little pain in her heart, but she didn't show it. She shouldn't let her daughter worry.He just said, "Well, we will never separate again."

Until she dies, she will never leave her daughter again.

"Mom, will you sleep with me?" She remembered the question her daughter asked her just now.

"Okay!" Hua Qinglei said with a sweet smile without even thinking about it.

Mu Jiuqing smiled, "Tear lightly, mom wants to take a bath."

Song Hua light tears.

She does want to take a shower.

There are still many bloodstains on her body. After so many years, she has long been used to blood, but now she feels very uncomfortable.

From today onwards, she is the brand new Mu Jiuqing, and everyone in the past should say goodbye.

"Okay, Mom, go to my room, I'll go to Dad to get clothes!" Hua Qinglei pulled Mu Jiuqing to her room.

Her room is just upstairs.

Then, bouncing and running downstairs, my mother wanted to sleep with her, and there was a sense of excitement in my heart.

When I went to the kitchen, I saw her dad was watching his mobile phone while operating, several pans were burning hot oil at the same time, several kitchen knives were flying, and all the ingredients fell into the oil pan, making endless crackling noises, and the aroma began to permeate.

Hua Qinglei couldn't help looking dazed, and swallowed her saliva.

She had watched her father cook before, but she had never seen such an arrogant scene.

Cooking a dish is simply a visual feast. Looking at the saliva in the mouth, I want to eat it.

Hua Wuyu turned her head, "Qinglei, what's wrong?"

"Oh, Dad, Mom, give me the afternoon clothes!" In the afternoon, they stopped by to buy some clothes.

When buying clothes, Hua Wuyu suggested it first, Mu Jiuqing was quite twisted, and Hua Qinglei also said to buy it, so Mu Jiuqing went.

Hua Wuyu waved her hand, and a bag appeared in front of Hua Qinglei.

Hua Qinglei carried the bag and briskly ran upstairs again.

She's going to be in the kitchen for a long time, and she must be feeling hungry before she even eats.

……

Soon.

It's time for dinner.

A table of dishes, full of color, fragrance and taste.

Mu Jiuqing was dragged down by Hua Qinglei.

The red clothes have turned into a plain long skirt, and her long hair is wet, obviously washed just now.

When going downstairs, the hem of the skirt flickered.

As soon as Hua Wuyu arranged the dishes, her eyes immediately became straight.

In my mind, Mu Jiuqing's frail look that he especially liked to wear a simple flower skirt appeared in his mind.

The one she is wearing now is more elegant and beautiful than the little flower skirt at that time, and it sets off her figure more perfectly, but the taste of this kind of dress is similar to that of the little flower skirt.

Mu Jiuqing looked a little unnatural, so he didn't look directly into Hua Wuyu's eyes.

In Rose, she wears red, not that she likes red.

Big red is the symbol of her blood rose code name, the rose organization is too morbid, and the king-level people in the organization have rules on what color to wear.

There are twelve kings, and the clothes of each king are different in color.And other people are not allowed to wear the same color as the king's clothes, such as red, the people inside can't wear bright red, they can only wear much lighter colors.

This may also facilitate management to a certain extent, and it may also be convenient for everyone in the organization to recognize the color of the clothes, whether they have seen this person or not.For example, people who are new to Rose will know after reading the organizational rules that when they meet a person wearing a bright red dress, they are Blood Rose, and they have to bow their heads and respectfully call themselves king.

Finding that Mu Jiuqing was unnatural, Hua Wuyu closed her eyes, and said with a smile, "Qinglei, Qing'er, it's time to eat!"

Hua Qinglei smiled happily.

Mu Jiuqing was still a little unnatural, but when he saw the appearance of the dishes on the table, he turned his attention to the table, and the unnaturalness disappeared, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

This table is full of memories.

Spicy Chicken, Braised Potato Pork Ribs, Sweet Duck, Drunken Fish, Fish Head with Chopped Pepper...

There are twelve dishes in total, all of which she loved before.

There is another dish, braised pork, which Hua Wuyu used to love, and she often took her to eat it. When she eats lean meat, she will bite off the fat and put it in his bowl, and occasionally she will take half a piece of lean meat with her. Start to say reward you.

From their acquaintance and love to their marriage, these dishes are their company.

Naturally, none of the two of them knew how to cook such a big dish, but went out to eat. Going to a restaurant was quite a luxury in those days, but Hua Wuyu often took her there.

For so many years, she has always eaten just to not be hungry, and she has long forgotten the taste of these dishes.

Now smelling the smell, that kind of familiarity rushes over.

What he made seems to be more delicious than what they ate before.

Mu Jiuqing's heart felt a little sore, but she was also very touched, her heart was beating.

Why should he be so nice to her?
She knew that the medicines bought in the afternoon were all for her, and now this table was also prepared for her.

At that time, before they got married, they had been together for more than a year, and after they got married, it was only half a year, less than two years in total!

It's been so long, why is he still treating her so well like before? She feels that as long as she nods, Hua Wuyu will give her everything she has, just like when they were not married back then, Hua Wuyu handed over the property rights to her. .

……

　Graduation project will be submitted tomorrow.

　　I don’t know but, after all, the author is a scumbag, with a lot of problems, and what he worked hard to make, the instructor said it was something you made, or if you can’t make it, don’t come to me, it scares me weak legs.

　　If it passes, there will only be two days of defense and design rectification on June [-], and I will be able to concentrate on writing the book.

　　Thank you readers for understanding.

　　
　
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