After escaping from famine, the evil stepmother was pampered by the villain Zaizai Tuan

Meng Xi said the words, but she also reacted and regretted her mistake.

But he is still a child after all, and his emotions are written all over his face.

Jiang Xiaohua had already guessed most of Song E's situation at home from Meng Xi's words and expressions.

Young and widowed, she has parents-in-law and a son.

The son is young and needs people to take care of him.

So the parents-in-law were probably afraid that Song E would remarry and leave the family, so they had to keep an eye on her everywhere.

The old couple probably saw that Jiang Xiaohua was a woman, so they safely returned to the house and never came out again.

Jiang Xiaohua thought for a while and comforted Meng Xi, "Don't worry, your mother got drunk today because she was happy."

"Happy?" Meng Xi was puzzled.

Jiang Xiaohua smiled and nodded, "Since it's a happy event, I'd better wait until she wakes up and tell you in person."

After saying that, she stood up and left.

When passing the main room, the bedroom opposite was quiet, and the old couple had no intention of coming out to see off the guests.

Meng Xi noticed Jiang Xiaohua's gaze.

After he got out of the gate, he insisted on sending Jiang Xiaohua to the entrance of the alley.

After walking for a while, Meng Xi said dullly, "I'm sorry, Boss Jiang."

"You came to the house and we failed to entertain you properly. It's really rude."

He paused and then explained, "My grandparents have always been like this. Ever since my father left, they have been afraid of meeting strangers."

Jiang Xiaohua nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Your mother and I came back after eating and drinking. We didn't need any entertainment in the first place. You don't need to take it to heart."

Meng Xi looked at the woman with a warm smile in front of her, and felt warmth in her heart.

He also smiled seriously and said, "I always hear my mother mention Boss Jiang."

"Oh?" Jiang Xiaohua said with great interest, "Tell me, what did she say about me in private?"

Meng Xi became much more lively, "Of course I said good things, I promise!"

"My mother said she has never seen such a strange woman like you. When you appeared in front of her for the first time, she felt that your whole body seemed to be shining, as if you came from the sky to save her!"

Jiang Xiaohua laughed, "I still feel that I am lucky to have met her."

"You probably don't know how much she helped me..."

Jiang Xiaohua told several interesting stories about her relationship with Song E.

Meng Xi was amused and laughed, "Then my mother is not a spy from the capital, she knows everything?"

Jiang Xiaohua said, "No, your mother is amazing."

"I'll tell you quietly, I can't live without her now."

Meng Xi was very happy. He could finally understand why his mother seemed so happy every time she talked about Boss Jiang.

Happy time flies by.

Meng Xi felt that before she had gone far, she saw the street outside the alley.

He had no choice but to stop regretfully, cupped his hands and said goodbye, "Boss Jiang, walk slowly."

Jiang Xiaohua took two steps forward, stopped again, turned around and looked at Meng Xi with a smile.

"Kid, don't blame yourself."

"As for what your mother is thinking..."

"Instead of keeping some things in your heart, it's better to talk to her in person. You two are mother and son."

Meng Xi stared blankly at Jiang Xiaohua walking away, her eyes filled with tears unknowingly.

Others thought he didn't like his grandparents, and even his mother tried to persuade him in private many times.

But she actually understood this boss Jiang whom she met for the first time.

Why does he hate his grandparents?

What he hates most is himself.

When he was a child, his grandparents always told him quietly to keep an eye on his mother.

If his mother left with another man, there would be no one to support him.

Therefore, my mother stayed in this home because of him.

Therefore, if his mother had not given birth to him, he would not be having such a hard time now.

Jiang Xiaohua's last two words struck Meng Xi's mind again.

He wiped away his tears, turned around and ran home.

He wants to talk to his mother and tell his true feelings!

In Xingyuan Lane, four children were writing around the table.

Li Yuanzhi was pacing beside him, frowning and sighing from time to time, as if he was puzzled.

Sometimes he suddenly looks up at the sky, as if he can see the sun through the clouds.

The four little cubs all took a peek.

Liu Guang poked Liu Ming with the tip of his pen, winked at Li Yuanzhi, and gestured silently:

"What's up with him?"

Liu Ming shook his head and said he didn't know.

Xiao Miaomiao blinked, this is easy, just ask Mr. Li directly!

She was about to stand up from the stool when Liu Yong quickly held her down.

Liu Yong shook his head towards his sister, pointed at the copybook and whispered, "Write your handwriting."

Xiao Miaomiao pouted, but still obediently picked up the brush and continued writing.

An hour passed, and the articles and copybooks to be copied today were completed.

Liu Guang was the first to jump up from the stool and stretched out, "Oh, I'm almost finished writing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yuanzhi, who was standing in front of the window and looking out, suddenly turned around.

"Oh, by the way, there is a teahouse near our house, do you know?"

The four little ones didn't know why Mr. Li suddenly asked about this, and they were all at a loss.

Liu Yong said, "I know."

He paused and added, "Mom came back and told me the details of buying a shop, and she mentioned a few words."

Li Yuanzhi's eyes lit up, but he quickly suppressed it and walked to the table to pour himself a cup of tea.

While drinking tea, he asked calmly:

"Why didn't I see a sign indicating a teahouse nearby? I didn't even see a banner."

"Oh," Liu Yong said with a smile, "Mom said there is no plaque there."

"The front looks very ordinary, and there aren't many people coming in or out, so we usually don't pay attention when we pass by."

Liu Guang suddenly said, "Oh, you mean Mr. Chen."

"Isn't that Dawei's uncle who sold a shop to my mother?"

Li Yuanzhi seemed to be drinking tea with his eyes lowered, but his ears were perked.

Before he left Beijing, he knew all the above things.

Liu Yong nodded, "That's Mr. Chen."

"Oh, this teahouse without a name is also owned by Mr. Chen."

Liu Guang, Liu Ming, and Xiao Miaomiao were all surprised: "Huh?!"

Liu Ming asked doubtfully, "Who owns a teahouse and doesn't have people coming and going?"

"If someone like Mr. Chen is like this, isn't he close to bankruptcy?"

Liu Yong smiled and said, "It's really interesting to talk about the situation inside this teahouse."

"Listen to what I'm saying, it's nothing like the ordinary teahouses on the street."

"There are few customers coming in and out of the teahouse, not because no one is patronizing it."

"Instead, it's because guests have to abide by the tea house's rules."

Liu Yong explained the rules of Wuming Teahouse.

Liu Ming's eyes showed longing, "Wow. This must be an extremely elegant place."

"Guests without reservations can display poems for guests to comment on."

"Mr. Chen is such an elegant man for being able to set such rules!"

Li Yuanzhi finally couldn't help it and asked, "Ms. Jiang bought the shop when she met him?"

Liu Yong said truthfully, "My mother came back and said it was like this. It went very smoothly."

"That Mr. Chen was also very kind. He even used his carriage to take my mother out of the city."