Zheng Qingqing looked at the milk that was delivered to her, her eyes filled with joy: "Thank you, my precious daughter."

After saying that, she drank all the milk in the cup without any hesitation.

Yin Zhaoxue watched indifferently, waited for her to finish drinking, took the water glass, washed it, and put it away.

"Mom, do you want me to help you with the ingredients?" she asked.

Zheng Qingqing was indeed a little exhausted. Seeing that Yin Zhaoxue was willing to help, she agreed: "Okay, thank you."

After she finished speaking, she leaned tiredly on the sofa to rest.

She didn't know why, but recently she felt her body getting heavier and heavier, and she couldn't help but want to sleep.

Yin Zhaoxue looked at her silently for a few times, then turned around and gathered the ingredients casually for a while before giving them to the servants at home to cook.

In the second half of the night, Zheng Qingqing woke up suddenly. She touched her nose and it was a little wet.

The servant came over and said hurriedly: "Madam, you have a nosebleed."

Zheng Qingqing immediately took the tissue and wiped it.

"It's okay." She replied tiredly, then looked towards the kitchen, "Have everything been put away?"

The servant nodded: "Well, it's all done by the eldest lady. She cleaned it up really well."

This was what Yin Zhaoxue asked her to say.

Zheng Qingqing was very moved after hearing this: "I owe my childhood debt, and I shouldn't let Zhaoxue bear it."

She coughed heavily.

Unable to sleep anymore, Zheng Qingqing simply got up and made breakfast.

She also specially made a shrimp porridge for Yin Zhaoxue.

When Yin Zhaoxue got up, she saw the porridge with disdain in her eyes: "It's cold, so I won't eat it."

She asked the servant to throw away the porridge.

……

Zheng Qingqing made a lot of breakfast today and went to the kindergarten separately to give one to each of the two children.

Xia Yunjing was still very polite when facing her: "Thank you. But, no need."

But Xia Yunyi didn't give her a good look: "I won't eat the porridge given by Grandma Wolf."

Although Zheng Qingqing was sad, she still smiled and touched the child's head.

"Okay, okay, don't eat if you don't eat."

Xia Yunyi slapped her hand down and said, "Don't touch my head casually. It's annoying."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the classroom.

The other children in the classroom couldn't help but ask Xia Yunyi: "Xiaoyi, who is she? Why did I bring you breakfast? Why didn't you want it?"

"Just a strange old lady." Xia Yunyi replied.

Zheng Qingqing's heart hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

She endured the discomfort and went to the company.

As soon as Tong Xin saw her, she was delighted: "Aunt Zheng, come and sit down quickly."

A smile appeared on Zheng Qingqing's face: "Okay. Let's take a look at the breakfast I brought for you today."

"Thank you Aunt Zheng." Tong Xin invited Chen Le and the others to come over and eat.

Xia Shi also came over, a little embarrassed: "Mr. Zheng, I always trouble you to bring food. I'm really sorry."

Zheng Qingqing shook her head: "What are you talking about? What's there to be embarrassed about? I just stay in your company every day and have nothing to do."

She also brought Lengchi and Ai Rui's share today.

Ai Rui knew that Zheng Qingqing was Xia Shi's mother, so he was particularly attentive: "Aunt Zheng, your cooking skills are better than those of Michelin chefs. No, no, no, they can't compare with you at all."

His words made Zheng Qingqing laugh.

After breakfast, Zheng Qingqing went to work again during summer time.

She could tell at a glance what problems Xia Shi encountered at work and gave Xia Shi guidance.

Xia Shi originally felt a little strange that she suddenly had an extra mother, but now her view of Zheng Qingqing has changed a bit, and she feels that she is both a teacher and a friend.

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