The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 164 The Old Man (Part 2)

Mingjing, I thought you'd become a big star, so you wouldn't talk to me anymore. Tao Xingxing's tone was resentful, and he hugged her tightly and didn't let go.

Ming Jing smells so good.

Wu Jiaqi came over and saw Ming Jing, a little surprised, she didn't expect her to appear at her door.

Seeing Tao Xingxing holding the mirror and not letting go, he said dumbfoundingly: Xingxing, you child, let Miss Zhu come in first, what's the matter blocking the door?

No, after the exam today, I saw your news, and I was afraid that you might be worried. Didn't I come to see you? Ming Jing smiled softly.

Ming Jing, you are so kind, I shouldn't have misunderstood you. Tao Xingxing let go of Ming Jing, and pulled her in.

Ming Jing held a basket of fruit in his hand and handed it to Wu Jiaqi.

Hello, Auntie.

Just come and play, why don't you bring a gift, don't spend money next time.

It should.

You and Xing Xing go to the room to play, I'm making dumplings, let's eat dumplings at noon today.

Auntie, let me help you. Ming Jing walked straight to the kitchen, washed his hands and came out.

Pick up the dough on the table, fill it with stuffing, pinch it with your fingers somehow, and a small and beautiful dumpling is formed.

When put together, it is exactly the same size as Wu Jiaqi's bag.

Everyone has a different way of making dumplings, some are flat and some are round, some are half-moon shaped, some are wheat-ear-shaped and some are ingot-shaped, but Wu Jiaqi makes dumplings in a small fan shape.

And Ming Jing's bag is exactly the same as her technique.

Wu Jiaqi exclaimed, Miss Zhu is amazing.

Auntie, just call me Mingjing.

Wu Jiaqi smiled and said, Okay, Mingjing.

Tao Xingxing leaned next to Ming Jing, holding the dumpling wrappers, imitating Ming Jing to make dumplings, but he couldn't get it right, either the stuffing was spilled, or the skin was rotten, and a dumpling was so ugly that he could not bear to look at it.

You, apart from being proficient in eating and playing, you know nothing. Take a look at the mirror. You are clever, smart and sensible. If you have half of the mirror, I will burn the incense. Wu Jiaqi said angrily, but her tone was full of petting. drown.

There is only one bright mirror in the world. Everyone learns from her, so how can you be yourself? If you like bright mirror, let bright mirror be your daughter.

You child, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have the good fortune to be my daughter, Miss Ming Jing.

Ming Jing smiled, I'll teach you how to pack.

Ming Jing taught Tao Xingxing how to wrap it. She was very patient and spoke in a soft and slow voice. It sounded like a spring breeze and drizzle, which was very heart-warming.

Wu Jiaqi glanced at the mirror, and thought that Miss Zhu was much better than the rumors, how lucky her parents were.

With the help of Ming Jing, Tao Xingxing finally made a dumpling that looked good, and she proudly showed off, Mom, look, I succeeded.

Wu Jiaqi smiled and shook her head.

Ming Jing squeezed one, and she asked casually, Southerners don't eat dumplings, Auntie, are you from the north?

Wu Jiaqi was stunned, and said: Yes, I am from the north. I came to Jiangzhou to go to university, and I have stayed in Jiangzhou. After so many years, my taste still can't be changed. What about Mingjing, you are a native of Jiangzhou. Right? The technique of making dumplings is quite skillful.

I once had a friend who liked to eat dumplings. I learned how to make dumplings from a chef. He liked the small fan shape. He said it looked like a beautiful woman's mouth.

Wu Jiaqi's rolling hand stopped suddenly.

Ming Jing raised her eyes to look at Wu Jiaqi, Wu Jiaqi's figure was clearly reflected in her clear and beautiful eyes.

Auntie, what's the matter with you?

No...it's okay. Wu Jiaqi rolled the dough with her hands, and asked with downcast eyes: Is this friend from Mingjing also from Jiangzhou? Not many locals like to eat dumplings.

Ming Jing said indifferently: He has passed away.

Pa-ta. The rolling pin fell to the ground, and Wu Jiaqi hurriedly squatted down to pick it up.

Ming Jing squinted his eyes, staring at Wu Jiaqi's thin figure squatting on the ground.

Tao Xingxing didn't know what happened, she was always big, she didn't notice anything, proudly showing off the little figure she made out of dough.

At this time, there was a noise at the door, and Tao Xingxing flew over like a butterfly, shouting happily, Dad is back.

My little Xingxing. Tao Qian stroked Tao Xingxing's hair with a smile, his smile was extremely gentle and loving.

Dad, my good friend is here, let me introduce you. Tao Xingxing pulled Tao Qian to the mirror.

Ding Spiegel, my good friend, my father, a great heart surgeon.

Tao Xingxing looked at Mingjing, then at Tao Qian, feeling proud of having such an excellent friend and father.

Miss Zhu? Tao Qian asked in surprise.

This Ms. Zhu has become very famous recently. Her daughter talks about it every day at home, and the little nurse in the hospital also talks about it from time to time. He can even hear patients discussing when he goes to check the room.

In the elevator after get off work, the two little nurses were still discussing whether Ding Jing and Qu Feitai were tricky or not. Who would have thought that they would see themselves at home as soon as they got home.

Uncle Tao, just call me Ming Jing.

This girl is really icy muscular and delicate, with a beautiful appearance.

Tao Qian nodded with a smile: I've been listening to Xing Xing's talk, but today I finally met a real person, and my reputation is well-deserved.

Uncle praised me. Ming Jing said neither humble nor overbearing.

While the two were talking, Wu Jiaqi approached the kitchen with a rolling pin and bowed her head. Standing in front of the faucet, she could only hear the water rushing.

I'll make the rest of the dumplings, Xing Xing, you take Ming Jing to your room to play, and I'll call you when the meal is ready.

Tao Xingxing dragged Ming Jing to her room without saying a word.

Qiqi? What's the matter with you? A pair of generous hands fell on her shoulders, and a gentle voice fell beside her ear.

Wu Jiaqi suddenly came back to her senses, the man's gentle and jade-like face came into her eyes, and she was looking at her with concern hidden in her eyes.

It's okay, just now I was thinking about what gift for Xing Xing to give her on her birthday. Wu Jiaqi dried the rolling pin with a towel, walked to the dining table and started rolling the dough again.

Tao Qian washed his hands and came out, wrapping them and said: Xingxing likes Molly's dolls, and the anniversary model she wants is out of stock in China. It just so happens that a colleague of mine is going on a business trip abroad these days, and I have entrusted him to buy it for me. , when the time comes, it will be said that it is your birthday present to Xing Xing.

Tens of thousands of dollars to buy a doll, you are too used to her, and I pretended to claim credit for you, so what do you do?

I also prepared a gift, which Xingxing also likes.

Wu Jiaqi pursed her lips and lowered her eyes: This child is spoiled by you.

My daughter, who will I spoil if I don't dote on her? A girl's family must be well-off, so that she won't be easily abducted by boys when she grows up. Tao Qian said with a sigh.

The child is going to grow up after all, and we don't have much time to spend with her.

Tao Qian put the wrapped dumplings aside, and said with a smile: After so many years, you still love dumplings so much, and it must be made of shepherd's purse and pork, but Miss Zhu should be a vegetarian, and there is still a handful of leeks in the refrigerator. Something with leek and egg stuffing.

Wu Jiaqi slapped her head: Look, I'm dizzy, I almost forgot if you didn't remind me.

Tao Xingxing's room is decorated in a dreamy princess style, very extravagant, pink sheets, pink walls, pink curtains...

There are dazzling array of dresses in the closet. In the glass cabinet, there are limited edition Molly dolls lined up. It is not easy to collect so many styles. Tao Xingxing proudly introduces the origins of her dolls to Mingjing. It is a birthday gift from her parents every year or a prize for her progress.

On the other side of the wardrobe, there are all Qu Feitai's albums and figures, as well as artistic photos framed in crystal photo frames.

Ming Jing glanced at Tao Xingxing, he lived in love since he was a child, so he can develop such a naive and lively personality.

Seeing Qu Feitai's photo, Tao Xingxing's face became serious for a moment, and he put his hands on his hips in front of Ming Jing, Tell me, what is the relationship between you and Qu Feitai?

Ming Jing shook his head and laughed: It doesn't matter.

Liar, I watched the show over and over again with a magnifying glass. You and Qu Feitai have known each other for a long time, and you still lie to me. Are we still good friends? Tao Xingxing said angrily, biting his lip .

Ming Jing said helplessly: Before recording the show, we did meet a few times, but other than that, there is no other relationship, so don't think too much about it.

The next moment, Tao Xingxing put on a smiling face and said excitedly: So, I guessed right, haha, you really knew each other before, and you still have to pretend to be strangers on the show, it must be hard work, we are good sisters, you and Qu Feitai knows each other again, ah, Ming Jing, you are really my good sister, I never thought that one day I would have a relationship with Qu Feitai.