"Auntie Li, did you finish your meal so early and come out for a walk?"

When Zhou Yu entered the community where his family was, he met Aunt Li, a neighbor next door, whom he knew, and said hello casually.

Aunt Li came up mysteriously and said, "Xiaoyu, you don't know yet, there is a young girl in your house, that beautiful person, like a star on TV."

"Ah? A guest came to my house?" Zhou Yu was a little surprised: "Are he a beautiful girl?"

"Yes, I saw that girl was so intimate with your mother. At first I thought it was your little girlfriend who came here, but your mother kept saying no, right?"

Aunt Li looked at Zhou Yu with a smile and said, "Xiao Yu, such a beautiful girl has entered your house, you have to seize the opportunity. If you marry her as a wife, your mother will probably wake up in a laugh in her dream."

"Aunt Li, you are joking about me again. If you don't talk to you more, I'll go home and take a look first."

Zhou Yu walked home quickly with doubts. When he entered the door to change his slippers, he found that there were more white shoes at the door, which looked very similar to girls. Then he heard someone talking again.

The speaker's voice was gentle and soft, and of course he knew that Zhou Ma didn't have such a gentle voice.

Zhou Yu walked to the living room and looked into the kitchen. Zhou's mother was cooking. Next to her, a girl in a pink sweater was talking to her, making people laugh from time to time, which made people feel itchy.

Although the girl was just a sideways, her delicate curves wrapped in her tight sweater, her long black hair, and her perfect side face contour seemed like a wonderful work of art.

Zhou Yu's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated a lot, "Mom, are there customers at home?"

Zhou Ma and the girl turned back together after hearing this. Although she had already had expectations in her heart, Zhou Yu was still a little stunned when he saw her whole face clearly. Many adjectives such as "bright eyes and white teeth" and "painted eyebrows and eyes" flashed in his mind. It is not an exaggeration to say that he had never seen such a beautiful girl before.

"You sit for a while and you'll be ready to eat soon." Zhou's mother greeted Zhou Yu very casually, and then introduced to the girl beside her: "Qingqing, he is Xiaoyu."

The girl named "Qingqing" by Zhou's mother carefully looked at Zhou Yu several times, and the corners of her mouth slowly began to rise, revealing a faint smile.

"Auntie, Xiaoyu is still so cute just like when he was a child."

When I was a child? Did she meet me when I was a child?

Zhou Yu looked at her in confusion, constantly searching for memories of childhood in his mind, but for a moment, he couldn't remember who she was.

Zhou's mother looked back at Zhou Yu and said, "How beautiful he was when he was a child. At that time, you two stood with Qingqing and you were like a pair of golden boys and jade girls. Now you are getting older and more beautiful, and you are like a fairy, and he can only be considered as not a broken child."

"Qingqing" covered her mouth and laughed, "Auntie, look at what you said. Xiaoyu's clean and handsome little boy is very popular with little girls outside."

Zhou's mother showed a disgusting expression when she heard this, "If he was really popular, she would have brought me a little girlfriend in the door long ago. This brat has no prospect at all. I'm afraid that I haven't even touched a girl's hand until now."

Zhou Yu said helplessly: "Mom, can you not say anything about it? Also, your son is still in his freshman year, and other mothers are asking their children to study hard. You are fine, thinking about asking me to find a daughter-in-law for you every day."

"Qingqing" smiled and said to Zhou's mother: "Xiaoyu is good at focusing on her studies in school, and it's not too late to talk about her girlfriend after graduation."

“That’s it…”

"When you graduate, you will talk? It will be too late!" Zhou's mother glared at Zhou Yu, "This kid has lost at the starting line. Other high school students have already started dating. If he doesn't talk to college, how can he find a girlfriend?

Nowadays, there are more men and fewer women in this society. If you don’t take advantage of the simplicity of girls in the school, you will quickly trick someone home. In society, the girls are mature, so how can you even cheat people?”

"Mom, according to your opinion, you are cheating when talking about girlfriends?"

"Isn't it just a cheat? That's how your father tricked me from home back then."

"But you, a stinky brat, can't even cheat, otherwise why would I be so anxious?"

"Qingqing, I'll tell you..."

While cooking, Zhou's mother scolded her son to "Qingqing".

Zhou Yu heard her shake off all the embarrassing things before, and was so angry that his face turned red, but he could only cry helplessly.

Not long after, Zhou's mother finally cooked the dishes. She saw Zhou Yu lying on the sofa with an indespair on her face, and raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Stupid brat, you'll be lying down as soon as you get home? Why don't you come over and serve the dishes quickly."

Zhou's mother had a great reputation in the past. Zhou Yu dared not to disobey her will, so she had to go into the kitchen to serve food reluctantly.

At the dinner table, Zhou Yu looked at the sumptuous table of dishes in front of him, and looked at Zhou's mother with a resentful look, as if saying: As your own son, I have never treated this way.

Zhou's mother ignored his resentful eyes and earned food for "Qingqing" with diligent help, "Come on, Qingqing, try this, I don't know if these dishes are in line with your appetite. What do you want to eat next time, just tell my aunt directly, "Auntie will make it for you."

Zhou Yu saw that the "Qingqing" bowl was piled up like a hill, and the chicken legs that originally belonged to him were also pinned into her bowl by Zhou's mother, so the resentment in his heart became even worse.

"Mom, you haven't introduced me to you..."

"This is your sister Qingqing!"

Before Zhou Yu could finish his words, Zhou's mother quickly interrupted him.

"Sister Qingqing? Why don't I remember when there was such a sister?" Zhou Yu suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly widened, "Is she the illegitimate daughter you and my dad secretly raised on my back?"

"You little brat! What nonsense?"

Zhou's mother put down the bowl and chopsticks, slapped Zhou Yu hard on the head with a "small brat", cursing: "You don't even remember your sister Qingqing? When you were a child, you followed Sister Qingqing around like a follower? But you have not seen each other for more than ten years, so you forgot?"

"Qingqing" saw Zhou Yu's aggrieved look accused by Zhou's mother, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed secretly. After she had laughed enough, she advised: "Auntie, Xiaoyu was only less than four years old when you moved out. It's normal for me to remember now."

Zhou Yu nodded repeatedly: "That's it..."

Zhou Ma glared at her eyes: "What is it? You can't remember anyone, you can't remember you Sister Qingqing!"

Zhou Yu wanted to cry but no tears, so he could only turn his grief and anger into appetite and eat in big mouthfuls.

After dinner, Zhou's mother cut the fruit and served it on the plate. Zhou Yu looked at her even more resentfully. He usually cut the fruit for Zhou's mother to eat, but Zhou's mother had never cut the fruit for him. This time he was completely filled with the "green" light.

On the sofa, "Qingqing" looked back at Zhou's mother who was washing dishes in the kitchen, then turned her eyes back, leaned towards Zhou Yu, and looked at him with a smile.
Chapter completed!