After Shen Weiqing thanked her, she looked at Ling Yuzheng who was sitting on the side. Ling Yuzheng showed her a reassuring look, so she picked up a spoon and took a sip of soup to drink.

It is a very mellow taste of mutton soup, with some angelica taste.

Shen Weiqing originally didn't like the taste of angelica, and she never liked it since she was a child, but she can accept the taste of angelica in this soup, and it blends perfectly with the mutton soup.

It can be felt that the person who stewed this soup has a very high level in terms of the selection of ingredients, the heat, and the ratio of ingredients.

"How does it taste, Miss Shen?"

Seeing Shen Weiqing swallowing the soup in her mouth, the old lady asked quickly, it looked like a child handed in his homework and waited for the teacher's review.

"The taste is very good, especially delicious. Thank you, Aunt Jiang. Don't call me Miss Shen. It's too polite. Just call me Qingqing."

Shen Weiqing smiled decently, nodded, and praised sincerely.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the best mutton soup she has ever tasted, rich in flavor and mellow in taste.

Hearing Shen Weiqing's generous and polite answer, Aunt Jiang's eyes were full of approval, and then she gave Ling Yuzheng a look, expressing that this little girl is very nice.

Ling Yuzheng also raised his eyebrows at Aunt Jiang, that's not true, everyone in their family likes them when they see each other.

"As long as you like it, come, drink more..."

Then, like a child, the old lady took several stewing pots and put them in front of Shen Weiqing.

"They are all nourishing prescriptions. This kid and Jiang Zhao have been drinking them since they were young, and now they are in such good health."

As the old lady spoke, she pointed to Ling Yuzheng who was sitting beside her. Shen Weiqing followed Aunt Jiang's words and turned her head to look, just in time to meet Ling Yuzheng's gentle eyes watching her.

"Yes, yes, Aunt Jiang's herbal diet is a must, and ordinary people can't drink it."

Ling Yuzheng nodded his head several times, pretending to be serious, and then winked at her quietly, looking very cute.

Yes, it's very cute. This is the first time she saw Ling Yuzheng acting like a child. Although he respected Wang's mother when Wang's mother was at home, he never showed such a relaxed and happy look.

Shen Weiqing was stunned for a moment, she thought, if only he could be so happy every day.

Unknowingly, his happiness and anger had become something she cared about.

"I know you young people are busy and under a lot of pressure at work, but you have to take care of your body too. Your parents feel so distressed seeing you being so thin."

Shen Weiqing and Ling Yuzheng were drinking soup while chatting with Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang was happy to see Shen Weiqing, but she felt a little distressed seeing her so thin.

"Qingqing, are your parents in this city?"

After a while, Aunt Jiang asked again.

Shen Weiqing was taken aback for a moment, then swallowed the soup in his mouth.

"My father died before I was born. I lived with my mother since I was a child, and my mother is also in this city."

Shen Weiqing replied obediently, after hearing her saying that she didn't have a father, Aunt Jiang felt more distressed for her, as if to comfort her, she kept holding vegetables for her, and even patted her head lovingly .

After answering, Shen Weiqing turned her head to look at Ling Yuzheng who was sitting beside her. Ling Yuzheng smiled at her, took Shen Weiqing's hand under the table, and wrapped it gently in her gentle palm.

All these years, Shen Weiqing has been saying that Zhang Congshan's biological father might as well not exist in her mind.

So every time someone asked about her parents, she would say that her father had passed away.

"It's a poor child, it's okay. If Xiaozheng bullies you in the future, you can tell Aunt Jiang, and Aunt Jiang will take care of him!"

Seeing that Shen Weiqing was a little depressed, Aunt Jiang immediately took her hand again, comforted her gently, and then turned to look at Ling Yuzheng.

"Aunt Jiang, I don't know who is bullying who, you just protect her like this, you are partial."

Ling Yuzheng frowned pretending to be wronged, and said coquettishly like a child.

Shen Weiqing was a little surprised, why Aunt Jiang would say this to herself, few people knew about her relationship with Ling Yuzheng.

At this time, Ling Yuzheng's phone rang, it seemed to be something related to work, he patted Shen Weiqing on the shoulder, let her eat first, then went out to answer the phone, only Shen Weiqing and Jiang were left in the room Aunt and two people.

"Aunt Jiang, Ah Zheng and I..."

Shen Weiqing was a little incoherent, she wanted to explain, after all, from the outside world, Ling Yuzheng and Zhao Mengmeng are lovers, and she...

"Qingqing, Xiaozheng likes you very much, I can tell."

Aunt Jiang seemed to see Shen Weiqing's thoughts, looked at Ling Yuzheng who was standing on the phone at the other end of the screen, patted Shen Weiqing's hand, and said with a smile.

"Don't look at me as an old woman. I usually stay in this house and live reclusively. In fact, I also read the news. Xiaozheng doesn't like that Zhao thing at all. I can tell that, so I won't believe what the news says. "

"But you are different, Qingqing, you are the first girl Xiaozheng brought to see me. When he called me just now, he asked me to make some nourishing things, and told me a lot, although he He has always been careful, but this is the first time I have seen him care so much about someone."

Aunt Jiang said, Shen Weiqing turned her head to look at Ling Yuzheng who was still on the phone, her heart was warm and she felt very happy.

"Xiaozheng is also a poor child. His parents have a bad relationship, and his mother went abroad when he was young. His grandfather only knows how to talk about interests, not family affection, so even if he likes someone, he rarely expresses it. , but when he looked at you, he couldn't hide the love in his eyes."

Aunt Jiang continued talking, while Shen Weiqing sat aside and listened quietly.

It wasn't until Ling Yuzheng came back after answering the phone that Aunt Jiang changed the subject and winked at Shen Weiqing. Shen Weiqing smiled lightly and responded with a look that I understood.

"Aunt Jiang, did you say something bad about me again?"

Ling Yuzheng sat down, coquettishly coquettish with Aunt Jiang, and pouted.

"Yes, I've said a lot, so you have to be nice to Qingqing. If you bully her, Qingqing, you can post these embarrassing things to him online, so that everyone can laugh at him."

Aunt Jiang deliberately teased Ling Yuzheng, then stood up, replaced the cold soup in front of him, and brought some new stew pots.

Several people chatted while eating, and there was constant laughter during the dinner. Unknowingly, Shen Weiqing thought that there were a lot of dishes, but there was not much left.

She and Ling Yuzheng didn't leave the house until after ten o'clock in the evening. When Aunt Jiang sent them out, she asked a few young girls to pack some dishes, and asked Ling Yuzheng to bring her more before letting them go. They leave.

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