A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Qiao Yingzi glanced at Su Chen, then at Song Qian, and asked, "Mom, are you going?"

Suppressing her joy, Song Qian coughed lightly and said, "I can watch movies, but they can't be horror movies, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Song Qian is very excited right now.

It's now almost certain that the person Su Chen was talking about is her.

He recalled what Su Chen had said last night.

Her heart softened.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Su Chen carried a different kind of emotion.

His legs involuntarily tightened.

If Su Chen were to use his basic mind-reading ability at this moment, he might be able to read out [desire].

However, he was looking at Qiao Yingzi.

"Since my mom is coming along, we won't watch anything too scary, and romance movies don't seem quite right either."

Qiao Yingzi flipped through the pages, but there didn't seem to be anything worth looking at.

"Su Chen, why don't you choose one?"

Su Chen took the phone, glanced at it, and discovered that the previous "Mission: Impossible" movie was still showing.

"How about we go see Mission: Impossible again? Let Sister Song experience what kind of movie you like."

"Is this okay?"

Qiao Yingzi had no intention of watching Mission: Impossible again.

I'm just worried that Song Qian won't go.

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes asking a question.

Song Qian had calmed down by now and nodded.

"Sure, I haven't watched a movie in ages. This is a good opportunity to see what kind of movies your kids like these days."

"Okay, then I'll book the tickets, three tickets."

..

Lin Miaomiao's home.

Eleven o'clock noon.

An enticing aroma wafted from the living room into Lin Miaomiao's room.

Lin Miaomiao, who was still asleep, smelled the fragrance.

She stood up like a puppet on strings, and opened the door as if her soul had been pulled away by pain.

I slowly walked towards the source of the fragrance.

Finally, we arrived at the kitchen doorway.

Lin Miaomiao suddenly opened her eyes and said excitedly, "Mom, what are you making? It smells so good."

"Miaomiao is awake." Wang Shengnan smiled. "Weren't you going back today? I'll make you something delicious."

Lin Dawei came out of the room and stood at the door as well.

"This is such a difference in treatment. I've never seen you cook anything delicious when her dad is away on business."

"What, you think you can compare to Miaomiao??"

"Miaomiao is now our family's college student, she's very delicate, she needs to be properly nourished."

Wang Shengnan carried a clay pot and asked two people to serve rice.

The family of three sat at the table.

The aroma from the casserole instantly filled everyone's nostrils.

"Hmm~" Lin Miaomiao said excitedly, "It seems to be working well for me these past few days at home. My mom's cooking skills have improved. I can't wait to find out what we're having for lunch today."

Hearing Lin Miaomiao's praise, Wang Shengnan was also very happy.

Meeting their gazes.

Wang Shengnan untied the clay pot, the residual heat of which was still simmering the meat broth inside.

An even richer aroma wafted out.

only.

At this point, Lin Miaomiao was no longer in the mood to enjoy herself.

Lin Miaomiao stared intently at the clay pot, pointing inside: "Mom~ what's stewing in here...?"

"Silly children, isn't this chicken?" Wang Shengnan smiled and put a piece on each of their plates. "This chicken is of good quality, it must taste delicious, you should try it."

Bang!

Under Wang Shengnan's surprised gaze, Lin Miaomiao rushed into the kitchen.

"What's wrong with this child?" Wang Shengnan looked at Lin Dawei strangely. "Why is she so easily startled? Has she not eaten chicken in a long time?"

"This chicken isn't the one from our kitchen, is it?" Lin Dawei asked in a low voice.

"If it's not that one, then who is it?"

Wang Shengnan looked at him: "Didn't you buy this chicken?"

"..." Lin Dawei was about to speak when Lin Miaomiao rushed out of the kitchen: "Mom, how could you make the chicken stupid without my permission?"

Lin Miaomiao was speechless.

She helped the chicken escape Lin Dawei's butcher's knife, but she forgot that there was an even sharper one at home!

The once delicious chicken meal has now disappeared.

Lin Miaomiao felt like her world was about to collapse.

I couldn't help but raise my voice a little.

Wang Shengnan had been busy all morning, and not only did she not receive any praise, she also received a complaint.

Anyone would suffer in that situation.

She glared at her.

"What's wrong? Can't I use the things in the house? You sleep all morning every day..."

Upon listening to Wang Shengnan's rambling...

Lin Miaomiao also calmed down.

However, the resentment on her face had not subsided, and she turned to look at Lin Dawei.

Why didn't you tell my mom?! Give me back my chicken!!!

Lin Dawei: [You didn't ask me to say it. Besides, it's just a chicken; it doesn't matter who does it.]

"You two, stop winking at me." Wang Shengnan put her hands on her hips and said, "Tell me, are you going to eat or not?"

Lin Miaomiao's lips twitched down in a wronged manner.

She's clearly the victim, so why is she being treated like she's the one who made the mistake?

"eat."

Lin Miaomiao picked up a piece of meat, took a bite, and said, "Delicious, delicious."

But she felt even more wronged.

Because she knows.

If Su Chen were to make this, it would definitely taste even better!

..

3pm.

There weren't many people in the movie theater at that time.

In addition, the movie had been showing for a while, so there weren't many people in the theater.

They can sit wherever they want.

that's it.

The three of them took their food and sat down in the best viewing seats in the middle of the movie theater.

Su Chen sat between the two.

138: A chance encounter with Tong Wenjie, and her lecherous boss Raymond?

Qiao Yingzi looked at Song Qian on the other side with a strange expression.

She glanced at Su Chen again.

"Aren't you going a bit too far by standing between me and my mom?"