Chapter 170 Awkwardness

Style: Girl Author: Lu MingjunWords: 2291Update Time: 24/01/18 08:03:40
Wen Qian didn't sympathize with Lin Jiao at all.

After all, to be kind to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself.

Early August.

It was the time when the temperature was at its highest. Ever since she became pregnant, Wen Qian had become particularly afraid of heat, and she couldn't eat ice cream and popsicles to relieve the heat like before. The heat made her upset and her meals no longer tasted good.

See this.

Xu Mianmian said that she would make sour plum soup for her to cool down.

"I'm going to buy the ingredients now. I can have it at noon. What else do you want to eat? Can you do mung bean cake?"

That's great.

Wen Qian smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Mianmian, you are the best to me."

"You are also very kind to me."

Xu Mianmian pursed her lips and smiled, changed into a long-sleeved white shirt to avoid being burned by the sun, and then went out. She went to a Chinese medicine shop not far from home, so she did not take a car and walked. Just a short way there.

Weighed black plum, hawthorn, tangerine peel, osmanthus and licorice.

These are the main ingredients for making sour plum soup. Adding some rock sugar can relieve the heat and stimulate the appetite. Considering that pregnant women should not eat too much hawthorn, she only added a little bit to enhance the taste.

When the clerk was packing the medicinal materials, Xu Mianmian asked the old Chinese doctor who was attending the clinic to take his pulse.

Originally just to take a look at her insomnia and dreaminess, it had a different meaning in the eyes of others. Su Shiqing stood on the street corner opposite the Chinese medicine shop, staring at Xu Mianmian with burning eyes.

A bad feeling came over me.

Is this second-hand thing pregnant?

Yes, she had already investigated Xu Mianmian's details. A married second-hand commodity was worth Lu Zhendong's efforts to snatch back from others. Since he didn't mind the second-hand commodity, why should he reject her? !

Just because she is Su Shiyue's sister?

But she is no longer the little brat she used to be!

Thinking of the message Lu Zhendong asked someone to bring to her a few days ago, Su Shiqing's eyes were filled with mist. She had traveled thousands of miles to find him in such a small and broken county. She was originally filled with joy, but she never imagined that he would not even show his face.

I just know how to drive myself away.

Not even a trace of past feelings were mentioned.

Is it possible that you are still afraid that you will eat that second-hand product?

They are both women, but the treatment they receive is very different. When Su Shiyue was alive, Lu Zhendong didn't see himself in his eyes. Now that Su Shiyue has long been turned into a pile of bones, Lu Zhendong still can't see him.

The feeling of a heart being ignored.

It really makes people lose their sense.

Su Shiqing stared at Xu Mianmian's graceful figure, her eyes filled with viciousness. Back then, she could deal with Su Shiyue regardless of her sister's affection, but now she can deal with Xu Mianmian.

No one can stop her from becoming the daughter-in-law of the Lu family.

On the road to becoming Lu Zhendong's wife, she will meet gods and kill gods, and meet Buddhas and kill Buddhas.

This way.

The old Chinese medicine doctor took Xu Mianmian's pulse and said that she was suffering from insomnia and dreaminess caused by excessive worry. He asked her to relax and not think too much, and also gave her some Chinese medicine to relieve depression.

Carrying the medicine came out of the Chinese medicine shop.

Xu Mianmian was about to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some mung beans to make mung bean cakes, when someone suddenly stopped her.

"Wait a moment."

Su Shiqing walked slowly in front of Xu Mianmian, her cold eyes fell on her belly, and suddenly she laughed sarcastically: "Xu Mianmian, you don't think that your mother can marry into the Lu family just because her son is rich, do you? I tell you , a family like the Lu family is not a trash can that contains all the dirty and smelly things!"

This was said in an extremely harsh way.

No matter how good-tempered Ren Xu Mianmian was, she was a little annoyed. She looked back at Su Shiqing coldly, stared into her eyes, and said word by word: "The Lu family is not a trash can, and I am not trash, but you, Comrade Su, It smells dirty when you open or close your mouth. Your mouth is so smelly, did you just eat garbage?"

"you!"

Su Shiqing didn't expect that Xu Mianmian, who was soft and weak, could be so sharp-tongued. She was so angry that her chest heaved violently several times. She tried her best to calm down the violence in her heart and began to counterattack.

"What do you have to be proud of?"

"A second-hand thing!"

"You're just my sister's substitute. Otherwise, with your beauty, how could you catch Brother Zhendong's eyes? Even if Brother Zhendong is willing to take a second look at you, it's because you look somewhat similar to my sister. Come on, do you really think you can marry into the Lu family?"

"Stop dreaming!"

Xu Mianmian had no delusions about marrying into the Lu family.

She knew how much she weighed, so she never had unrealistic dreams. Instead, she felt that Su Shiqing was a bit ridiculous. She shook her head helplessly, and in just a few words, Su Shiqing turned pale.

"I still have the capital to be a stand-in, what about you?"

She glanced at the other person up and down, then shook her head.

"You don't even have the capital to be a stand-in. Oh, no, you shouldn't say that. You and your sister are sisters, so naturally we have similarities. But Lu Zhendong would rather have me as a second-hand product than care about you. Do you think why? "

"Because he hates you!"

After hanging out with Lu Zhendong for a long time, Xu Mianmian's words became sharper.

The sentence 'I hate you' hit Su Shiqing's fragile little heart.

'Click' sound.

The string that had been tense in her mind was broken.

"What did you say?"

"Have the guts to say it again!"

The sinister expression looked a bit scary.

Xu Mianmian regretted that she shouldn't have angered Su Shiqing with her quick words, but she didn't know what happened to her just now. When Su Shiqing said that she was a substitute, she felt particularly uncomfortable.

However, she still had the good sense to say nothing.

It was obvious that Su Shiqing regarded herself as a love rival. In this case, everything she said and did was in vain.

Therefore, he stopped entangled with Su Shiqing, bypassed her and left directly.

In Su Shiqing's view, this move was Xu Mianmian's provocation against her because of Lu Zhendong's support. She was so angry that she clenched her palms. How dare a second-hand person dare to insult someone like this? She must let Xu Mianmian know how to write the word regret. .

***

After returning home.

Xu Mianmian dove into the kitchen and got busy. She didn't say anything about her encounter with Su Shiqing, but her mood was somewhat affected. When she was making sour plum soup, she got distracted by the steam and the heat reached her hands.

He happened to be seen by Lu Zhendong who came back.

He hurriedly took her hand and put it under the faucet to wash it.

"Why are you so careless? What should I do if my hands that I finally recovered got scalded and blistered..."

Lu Zhendong was originally worried that Xu Mianmian would suffer.

What Xu Mianmian heard in his ears was that he only cared about the skin of his own body, which was right. He had become someone else's substitute, so naturally he had to cherish this skin so that some people could always remember the past.

Thinking about it, she withdrew her hand.

Because I was angry, I moved a little wider.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Zhendong was a very smart person, and he noticed it right away. He turned Xu Mianmian's body around, pinched her chin and lifted it up: "It's good, it will make you lose your temper. Why did I mess with you?"

Xu Mianmian pursed her lips and said nothing.

This look in Lu Zhendong's eyes was a silent resistance to himself. The smile on Yingting's face slowly disappeared, and the slender fingers holding Xu Mianmian's chin were slightly stronger.

"Speak, who messed with you!"