The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Whose phone call was that?" Liu Mengting's mother, Wang Meilan, asked with a smile.

"Just a friend!" Liu Mengting said, sticking out her tongue.

"Oh!" Wang Meilan didn't say anything more and returned to the kitchen.

Liu Mengting, feeling a little bored, watched her mother busily working in the kitchen and said with a smile, "Mom, the dishes you make are amazing!"

"Hehe! Your father was attracted to me by my cooking back then. You should know that beauty fades easily. A woman's appearance might attract a man for a while, but if you want to hold onto a man's heart, you have to rely on other means."

Her mother's words made Liu Mengting's heart flutter. She thought about how she was already so old, but she couldn't even cook, maybe not even cut vegetables! She suddenly felt a little down. After thinking for a moment, she asked hesitantly, "Mom, can you teach me how to cook?"

"Oh! Our little princess wants to master the skill of capturing a man's heart! Not bad! But cooking is very simple, but it's not easy to do well. But if you want to cook, you have to learn how to cut vegetables first." Wang Meilan teased her daughter. She didn't expect that her casual remark would hit her daughter's secret desire.

"Okay! Mom, I'll cut the vegetables then!" Liu Mengting's face turned red from her mother's words, but she still volunteered.

"Alright! But be careful! You've never cut vegetables before." Wang Meilan was very happy that her daughter was taking the initiative to learn to cook. After all, even now, Donghua Country is still very traditional, and the idea of men working outside and women managing the home hasn't completely disappeared.

Liu Mengting was moved by her mother's words and also felt that what her mother said made a lot of sense. Beauty fades easily, and if you want to hold onto a man's heart, you have to hold onto his stomach. She thought about how happy Zhang Yuze would be eating the food she made. That would be wonderful! Even Liu Mengting herself didn't realize that Zhang Yuze had risen to a very important position in her heart.

"Ah!" Liu Mengting, who was thinking too deeply, actually cut her finger. Blood seeped out.

"What are you doing? What are you thinking about so intently? Forget it, you shouldn't learn anymore. You're so clumsy. Are you cutting vegetables or cutting your fingers!" Wang Meilan grabbed her daughter's hand with heartache and complained.

"It's okay! Mom, just bandage it up, and you can continue teaching me." Although Liu Mengting's finger hurt so much that tears were about to come out, she still endured it and said stubbornly.

"Alright! I've never seen you so serious about anything like you are today." Wang Meilan shook her head helplessly.

Zhang Yuze spent New Year's Eve, the thirtieth day of the lunar year, feeling a little bored. The next day, Zhang Yuze got up early because he had agreed with Liu Mengting to go to the Wenzi Temple. Zhang Yuze had never missed the Wenzi Temple's temple fair every year.

In the Jiulong Park of Nanmin City, Zhang Yuze saw Liu Mengting's cousin again. He was a little depressed. Why did Liu Mengting bring her cousin at this time? A third wheel? However, Zhang Yuze seemed to see something different about her.