Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Song Jiawen's belly was so full after eating at night that she didn't even ride a bicycle when she went back. She walked back just to eat.

When she arrived at Xinyu in the afternoon, the second brother had indeed stewed the mutton. Not long after the cabbage was put in, the vermicelli was still soaking in the basin. As soon as she walked into the living room of Uncle Liu's house, the whole room was filled with the strong aroma of mutton. Song Jiawen almost drooled.

As for the cooking skills, the second child is very good at Jiang Yanzhen.

But she forgot that before she came, Jiang Yan said that Lao Er was not sure whether to put vermicelli in it or not, and it was already soaking in the basin, so it was clearly meant to be put in.

But now that the stew is so fragrant, who still remembers this?

"If you don't make second-hand computers in the future, you can still be a cook."

Hearing Song Jiawen's words, the second child's eyes lit up, "Really? I think so too. I can't know which dish you're looking for after just reading it once? This mutton soup is even more skillful. Cooking is better than reading. Hey, brother, you Put the fish down and I’ll do it.”

Jiang Yan turned around and glanced at him coldly. He quickly retracted his outstretched hand and immediately changed his words, "You, your cooking is delicious, so you should cook it."

After saying that, he took out the marinated chicken wings like a treasure, "Brother, do you want to fry these or make cola chicken wings? You bought all the vegetables you asked me to buy this morning, do you want to cook them all?"

"You go down and look at the store with Uncle Liu, I'll do it."

Jiang Yan drove the second child away and quickly cooked a table of dishes. He didn't eat much and quickly went down to assemble the computer, but Song Jiawen, the second child and Uncle Liu were overwhelmed.

Song Jiawen returned to the dormitory at nearly nine o'clock. Ding Yuanyuan laughed at her as soon as she entered the door, "Your class monitor has called our dormitory countless times to find you. Have you forgotten something?"

Song Jiawen was stunned for a moment, then blinked and said, "Our class is having a party tonight."

Ding Yuanyuan interrupted her, "So you forgot about this and went to dinner with Jiang Yan?"

Song Jiawen felt that this could not be regarded as forgetting, at most it was because she did not say hello in advance, but she had a reason, "It was mainly because I was hungry after school and wanted to drink mutton soup."

Sha Yali's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mutton soup? Where can I get it? Where did you eat it? How does it taste?"

"The taste is amazing, there is no smell at all. The vermicelli is still the sweet potato flour brought from our hometown. It is pure and delicious."

"Is the stew goat or sheep?"

".It's mutton."

Okay, Sha Yali stopped worrying about this and asked again, "When you came here, you brought sweet potato noodles from your hometown? Did Jiang Yan cook the mutton soup?"

"The second one burned is Xiaotie, the one you saw before."

Ding Yuanyuan's head turned around, watching the two of them change the topic over the mutton soup and forget about the party.

Ugh.

Is this mutton soup really that delicious?

Just at this time, the phone in the dormitory rang again. Ding Yuanyuan and the other three all looked at Song Jiawen, "If you answer the phone, it will definitely be for you."

Sure enough, it was Xue Weisong who finally found the person after making so many calls, but now he didn't know what to say.

Song Jiawen apologized decisively, "I didn't mean not to go. I was hungry at the time and wanted to go back and have a bowl of mutton soup before going over, but I didn't finish the food before I finished it, and then I forgot about it while eating."

"puff!"

Later, Ding Yuanyuan and the others couldn't help laughing, and even Xue Weisong opposite them laughed. What else could be said?

"Next time there is an event in the class, we can't just miss it without saying hello like today."

As for the students in the class who misunderstood that she was temporarily absent because Xia Shi was here, there was no need to tell her.

<divclass="contentadv">Song Jiawen nodded frequently, "I know, I know, I won't." Don't be too perfunctory.

Two weeks passed by, and the heavy coursework at Peking University made these freshmen who were ready to move finally settle down, spending time in classrooms, libraries, and dormitories every day.

However, there are still some who are particularly active in applying to join the student union in their spare time. There are also seniors in the student union who are selecting each other in an attempt to find high-quality and interesting candidates for the next class.

Such as Yang Boran.

But he looked through all the registration forms, but did not see Song Jiawen's name. The Department of Literature and Art of the School of Physics planned to use her to make this new department star proud.

Didn’t it mean that there are no pretty girls applying for the physics major?

Look, look, look!

At the School of Physics' art performance, Song Jiawen didn't need to do anything, she just had to stand on the stage.

Well, the new school girl seems to be a bit introverted. He has gone to their class several times to persuade her, but until now he is still indifferent about joining the student union.

This couldn't be forced, and Yang Boran had no choice but to give up in the end.

Yu Zexiao's divorce lawsuit was coming to an end. After getting Song Jiawen's consent, Mu Chenyan took Yu Ci to Jianghai Town, Yunzhou City.

Xie Jingying and Song Laosan had just returned from the apple orchard that day. Before they got home, a neighbor called them, "Uncle, there is a high-end looking car parked in front of your house, and there is a woman." When you come down from inside, you look so majestic. Is he a relative of yours? From Yunzhou?"

Xie Jingying's mother, Shi Peirong, came from Yunzhou. Everyone in the village knew that her uncle was a big shot in Yunzhou, so when he saw the car in front of her house, he took it for granted that it was one of those people.

Xie Jingying and Song Laosan looked confused. They hadn't heard who was coming to the house. Who was it?

The two of them rode a tricycle back home quickly. From a distance, they saw a woman wearing a beige windbreaker, standing upright at the door of their house and looking around.

There was a silver car parked not far away. When the tricycle approached the door of his house, Song Laosan saw the trademark on the car and the license plate with "Beijing****", and his heart skipped a beat.

He turned around and looked at Xie Jingying, both of them feeling an ominous premonition.

Hearing the sound of the tricycle, Mu Chenyan turned around and looked over.

People from the detective agency came to investigate before and had photographed Xie Jingying and Song Laosan, so she recognized them at a glance.

Just as Yuci got out of the car after making a phone call.

The two of them were just a little panicked when they saw Mu Chenyan, but when they saw Yu Ci's face clearly, the girl's facial features were so outstanding, and her facial features could be said to be very obvious, and the four brothers and sisters of the Yu family were more or less similar.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, it must be relevant to be able to guess.

Song Laosan's legs were shaking so much that he almost didn't hit the brakes, and Xie Jingying almost fell when she got out of the car. At this moment, both of them were in an extremely embarrassed state both physically and mentally.

Xie Jingying only glanced at Mu Chenyan and didn't dare to look again. She took out the key from her pocket with trembling hands, but she couldn't insert it into the keyhole for a long time.

"It's okay not to go in. We don't mind where we say it, my daughter."

"Go home, come home and say."

Song Laosan hurriedly interrupted Mu Chenyan, then grabbed the key from Xie Jingying's hand, quickly opened the door and welcomed the person in.