In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

No one would have thought that Meng Huan would be so courageous that he would ask people all the way, and finally arrived at the third canteen of the main factory.

Perhaps because of the unwillingness and resentment in his heart, Meng Huan knew that he should leave quickly, but he still wanted to see Meng Jiao with his own eyes and see what kind of life she lived.

She did not dare to enter the third cafeteria. She stood under a tung tree seven or eight meters away from the door, nervously and expectantly staring at the people entering and leaving the cafeteria, like a hunter waiting for an opportunity.

She had only peeked at Meng Jiao once from a distance before, and she was a little worried that she might not be able to recognize her once she saw her. However, when Meng Jiao and Yang Chunlan appeared arm-in-arm, her pupils suddenly widened and she stared unblinkingly. Staring at that slender figure, his hands couldn't help but grasp the hem of his clothes. His whole body seemed to have been hit hard by something, and his breathing became increasingly difficult.

Meng Jiao, this is her half-sister, and she does look somewhat similar to her!

However, the two of them are different. Meng Jiao is wearing decent work clothes, and she has a sense of superiority all over her body. This is the confidence that her status gives her. Even though she put on the best clothes when she went out this time, There were no patches, but they were fat and did not fit at all. It looked like she came from the countryside. Meng Jiao wore two black and shiny braids, and her hair became dry and yellow due to malnutrition. The most obvious thing is their faces. One is fair and delicate, and one can tell at a glance that he has never endured hardship. He was raised by many beauties, while the other is dark and rough due to exposure to the sun. He worked in the production team to earn work points. I am tired because I wake up early and work hard at night to hunt pig grass, and I make a fire every day to cook and smoke...

The more the comparison, the more unwilling it is.

Meng Huan almost couldn't help but rush out, wanting to drag her along and destroy her together.

The only trace of clarity held her in place, watching Meng Jiao walking further and further away, without even looking at her from beginning to end, as if she was treating something that was not worthy of the spotlight.

When Song Hongguo and Han Ying arrived, Meng Huan had not yet left. As soon as the system saw her, it immediately shouted excitedly, "Host, look, look..."

"What are you looking at?" Song Hongguo turned her gaze casually, scanning Meng Jiao's face.

"Meng Huan, it's Meng Huan. Meng Sanshou's adopted daughter has indeed sent her here!" The system was excited. "You guessed it right, but why did she come here? Yang Rongyue is not here. Shouldn't we go to the gate of the county family compound and wait for the rabbit?"

Song Hongguo said, "I think I have met Yang Rongyue and negotiated the terms, but I am not willing to leave like this. I came to see her sister who followed her mother to the city to live a good life."

The system clicked its tongue twice, "What's the use of just looking at it? Wouldn't it make myself more uncomfortable just by looking at it?"

Song Hongguo said meaningfully, "When you feel uncomfortable, you will have more motivation to make progress."

The system agreed, "That's right, but I don't know what conditions she made with Yang Rongyue."

Song Hongguo was not curious, it was just about asking for money, food, or arranging work. She was thinking about how to let Han Cheng know about Meng Huan's existence. Even if Yang Rongyue denied it, with such a similar face, it was enough to make a man suspicious. And the diaphragm responded.

She slowed down and looked towards Meng Huan again. Meng Huan also stared at her a few more times. Firstly, Song Hongguo looked eye-catching. Secondly, what she wore today was also fashionable and good-looking. Along the way, she had already Many people looked at him with envy.

Wearing a light gray cardigan sweater jacket with a white shirt inside, crisp and stylish black pants underneath, and a pair of popular white sneakers on his feet, he is definitely the most eye-catching presence in the black, blue and gray.

Could Meng Huan not be attracted?In fact, the more I looked at it, the more I felt ashamed of myself, and I had the urge to run away.

At this time, Han Ying finally looked over and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you know him?"

Song Hongguo said, "I don't know her, I just think she looks familiar..."

Han Ying sneered, "Don't you look familiar? She looks a bit like my stepmother. What a bad luck!"

Song Hongguo said no more.

However, Han Ying aroused her emotions and pulled her over, "Ask if any of her nieces from her mother's family have come to play in the autumn wind again. It's not enough to arrange for Yang Chunlan. This is to support them and bring them all into the factory." Do you want to give up?"

Song Hongguo followed her without stopping, wondering how Meng Huan would respond.

Unexpectedly, Meng Huan turned around and ran away.

Han Ying said "Hey", but the more she shouted, the faster Meng Huan ran, for fear that she would catch up.

"What do you mean?" Han Ying pointed at her face in confusion and asked, "Do I look fierce? Did I scare people away before I even spoke?"

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "It's not that you are mean, it's that she has a guilty conscience."

Han Ying asked, "Why are you feeling guilty? Is she really Yang Rongyue's niece?"

Song Hongguo shook her head, "Then I don't know. You can ask someone to find out if her family has a niece of this age. Maybe she's not a niece."

"Is it my niece?"

"..."

This imagination is not rich enough!

But there were too many, and Song Hongguo couldn't remind her again. She could only wait for the right opportunity, or when more clues leaked from the Meng family.

The two of them entered the cafeteria to eat. As soon as they found a seat and sat down, Song Hongbing came over, with an expression on his face that was hard to describe.

"What are you doing here?" Han Ying glared at him, showing an unwelcoming attitude.

Song Hongbing put the thermos bucket he was carrying in front of Song Hongguo and said in a sour tone, "You think I want to come? Isn't it because I was entrusted by someone to bring warmth?"

The old-fashioned thermos bucket looks like a small thermos, with a metal exterior. When you unscrew the lid, the aroma comes out immediately. It's a very familiar smell, it's stewed pork ribs, with wolfberry, red dates, and a few yam pieces added to it.

Very nourishing and health-preserving.

Song Hongguo immediately knew who sent it. That's right. Except for Huo Minglou, Song Hongbing couldn't run errands for others and show courtesy.

She thought about the chili con carne she brought when she went out in the morning, and couldn't help but laugh. Could it be that the two of them had a telepathic connection?

"Gong Huo is considerate enough. If I have something delicious to eat, I will think about you first..." Han Ying winked at her and teased with a smile, a little envious but not jealous.

Song Hongbing echoed, "Isn't that right? The food in the institute is not so good every day. Occasionally, if you cook a small meal, I will bring it to you. Tsk tsk..."

There were other people around, and both of them knew how to behave. After each joking, they stopped. Even so, it was enough to shock the others.

The men couldn't believe it, and the women didn't want to believe it. How could a man as high-minded and unconventional as Huo Minglou be so kind to a woman?

Aren't you always cold and callous towards women?Why are you suddenly so attentive to please me?

Song Hongguo ignored those strange looks and took out a few bottles of sauce from the basket to share. Song Hongbing was a little upset when he heard that he was about to be fed dog food twice more, but when he found out that he also had a bottle, he was immediately happy and had lunch. I didn't care about eating, so I took it to the research institute. The euphemistic saying was that Huo Minglou, the real boyfriend, had to eat it first, and then they had the nerve to open their mouths after taking advantage of it.