Si Jiuyin raised her head and saw He Qinqin, the expression on her face froze.

If it weren't for He Qinqin's needy voice and his mother-calling tone, she wouldn't have been able to recognize it for a moment as the He Qinqin she saw when she walked in half a month ago.

The overall temperature in the kitchen was on the high side, He Qinqin was working again, sweating a lot, and his makeup was already stained.

Without money or energy to take care of it, He Qinqin's hair was frizzy and looked dry and yellow under the light. His face was also sallow, and his eyes had heavy dark circles, as if he had been sucked out of life.

Unfortunately, the pink down jacket that He Qinqin wore again today got dirty in the kitchen.

The whole person looks like an adult wearing children's clothes, and he looks sloppy.

Seeing Si Jiuyin's complicated expression, He Qinqin thought it was his long-lost "Mom" that touched Si Jiuyin's heart.

He Qinqin was overjoyed and quickly came forward with a thermos bucket: "Mom, you have been here with the children for so long and you haven't eaten yet, right?"

He Qinqin opened the thermos bucket while talking, which contained yellow and white rice porridge: "This is pumpkin millet porridge that I cooked by myself. Pumpkin lowers blood sugar and is good for the body."

When Si Jiuyin saw the porridge in the thermos bucket, the expression on her face almost went out of control. He Qinqin liked porridge so much. Did she become a rice spirit in her previous life?

Not to mention Si Jiuyin, even viewers who often follow the show would vomit when they see something like porridge.

[He Qinqin, do you want to care about your mother and give her some snacks? 】

[Thank you He Qinqin, I am completely addicted to PTSD. 】

[I think He Qinqin is trying to put himself in others’ shoes. After all, He Qinqin likes porridge the most, not to mention the addition of pumpkin]

[Is He Qinqin so insincere, treating Si Jiuyin’s mother who raised her up with great care and spent no less than 50 million to train her as a fool? 】

How could Si Jiuyin not guess what He Qinqin was thinking about coming to the kindergarten to volunteer.

She regretted it and started to want to redeem herself and go back to Si's house, but Si Jiuyin thought that the thermos bucket would at least contain wolfberry chicken soup or something like that.

result? That's it?

The original owner took He Qinqin so seriously. On the one hand, he was afraid that he had not taken good care of He Qinqin and would be ashamed of his old friend. On the other hand, he had nurtured and nurtured his feelings.

Si Jiuyin winked at Fu Shu, the secretary-general beside him, and Fu Shu immediately stepped forward to roll out the dough with the children instead of Si Jiuyin.

"Ms. He, the sequelae of your injury due to trespassing on the fire shouldn't be amnesia, right?"

Si Jiuyin stood up and wiped her hands slowly: "You have signed the agreement to terminate the adoption relationship. What qualifications do you have to call me 'Mom' now?"

The little bit of self-confidence in He Qinqin's heart was suddenly shattered by Si Jiuyin, and her eyes became incredulous: "Mom, have you lost your memory? This porridge was given to me with my own hands on your fortieth birthday. You got through it."

"You really like it!"

When He Qinqin mentioned this, the memory of the original owner appeared in Si Jiuyin's mind. She felt it was quite contrary. How could this white-eyed wolf cook for the original owner?

"Sorry, you also said it was when you were 40 years old. I don't like it anymore."

Si Jiuyin saw that the thermos bucket had been covered with a layer of rice paste last week: "And your porridge is already cold."

At this time, two little girls ran over hand in hand. One of the little girls with braids looked at the thermos bucket on the table. Her watery deer eyes blinked: "Beautiful, aunt, are you?" Are you hungry?"

The little girl has hearing impairment and has some difficulty organizing her speech.

"Dang Dang Dang~"

While she was talking, she and another little girl with a round head took out a three-layered food box from behind like Xianbao.

The food box was very large, almost half as tall as the two of them. It was very difficult for the two little girls to hold it. The apples of their faces were working hard and their eyes were wide open. They were so cute.

Si Jiuyin looked at the food box expectantly, and her tone was completely different from what she had just said to He Qinqin: "What's in this~"

The little girl with a round head heard this and made sign language to the little girl with braids.

Secretary-General Fu Shu was afraid that Si Jiuyin would not remember these two children, so she said to Si Jiuyin: "The name of the little girl with braided braids is Xiaoke, and she is hearing-impaired, and the little girl with round hair is named Xiaoai, and she is mute."

The original owner came once a month, and the Xinxinmei Kindergarten was very impressed by these two children. Si Jiuyin nodded to express his understanding: "I will remember it."

"Xiao Ke acts as the 'mouth' for Xiao Ai, and Xiao Ai acts as the 'ears' for Xiao Ke. The two are like good twin sisters."

After reading Xiao Ai's sign language, Xiao Ke understood what Si Jiu Yin said.

She puffed up her chest proudly: "Our top class kids prepared this surprise dinner for our beautiful aunt!"

As he spoke, the two little dolls opened the food box.

He Qinqin looked at the food boxes brought by the two children and didn't care much. What do these kindergarten dolls know? They should be biscuits and cupcakes filled with saccharin. She understood that Si Jiuyin had never known anything about it. Eat these shoddy ones.

Xiao Ai was responsible for placing the plates in the food box on the low table in front of Si Jiuyin, while Xiao Ke was responsible for naming the dishes.

Xiao Ke proudly introduced: "Dang Dang Dang~ Eel, eel grilled rice balls!"

Five rice balls as big as a child's hand lay on the plate. The eel was wrapped in white and tender rice, and a layer of sauce was drizzled on it. Si Jiuyin could already smell the aroma.

Xiao Ai brought out the second plate carefully and attentively, and Xiao Ke still introduced it passionately: "Dang Dang Dang~ Shrimp, corn and egg stew!"

At this time, a little boy with a thin body, dull eyes, and no focus excitedly raised his hand and said to Si Jiuyin: "Beautiful aunt, my father and I caught the shrimp!"

The family background of the little boy emerged in Si Jiuyin's mind. The little boy's eyesight declined with age when he was born, and he eventually became blind. But he has very good hearing and often goes fishing with his father.

After the little boy showed up, while Xiao Ai reported the name of the dish, children came out one after another.

"I shuck the corn!"

"Beautiful aunt, my grandma grew the vegetables!"

"The pork is raised by my uncle, country black pigs!"

The children took credit one by one, like a relay, and they were all eager to let Si Jiuyin see him.

Children who are unable to speak have their friends "speak up" for them. This scene is both cute and sad.

Si Jiuyin, a woman who has been in the business world for decades and is like an eagle, couldn't help but shed tears at this time.

Although some of the dishes were mushy and had unsatisfactory shapes, it was these "imperfections" that made Si Jiuyin feel even more the gratitude and love for Si Jiuyin from the children and the parents behind them.

There are nine dishes of various sizes, including desserts and desserts.

Next to these exquisite dishes, He Qinqin's bucket of cold pumpkin and millet porridge seemed not to be on the table at all in comparison.

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