Although they don't live here now, there are still a lot of food here. Looking at the dishes in the kitchen, you don't have to prepare.

"Miss, you are back, or do you not go with your aunt?" They stared at Ning Mengyao.

"There is still something going on there, I have to go back." She came back just to distract her.

Xiao Yan has some lost bows.

Ning Mengyao smiled and said nothing, but handed the dish in her hand to her: "Get out and wash."

After waiting for it to go out, Ning Mengyao began to prepare for something else, and Qiao Tianchang was giving her a hand.

Looking at Ning Mengyao's quick preparations for those dishes, Qiao Tianchang's eyes are full of smiles, and occasionally this is actually not bad.

When the sky was dark, Yang Zhu’s family came. When I heard that Yang Yi said that Ning Mengyao’s husband and wife were coming back, if Yang Zhu’s hands were not finished, he might come straight.

When I heard the sound, Ning Mengyao went out from the kitchen. Before I saw the person, a figure rushed toward her and then hugged.

"You scared me." This is Yang Lele who has been back for a few days and is ready to leave.

Originally, she will leave tomorrow, but who knows that my brother came home at night and said that Yaoyao is back. If Yang Yi did not say that she said that Ning Mengyao went to the mountains, she was afraid to come to her.

At that time, Ning Mengyao and Qiao Tianchang suddenly disappeared without any news. Later, they also followed the green bamboo. She asked the green bamboo, but the green bamboo did not say anything. It was just that they were fine and would come back later.

In the past few months, while doing things, she still thought about how they were doing Ning Mengyao. Is there anything wrong with it, so she never came back.

"I'm fine, isn't this coming back?" Ning Mengyao has some helplessness. She is still very fond of this friend Yang Lele.

Yang Lele loosened Ning Mengyao and looked at her seriously: "I won't scare me in the future."

Ning Mengyao nodded seriously: "Well, I won't scare you in the future."

"This is almost the same."

Qiao Tianchangzi came out with food and looked at Yang Lele holding his own woman and crying there. The brow was slightly wrinkled and his face was dissatisfied. What does this woman want to do?

"Okay, after we have eaten, we will talk slowly."

"it is good."

The two families sat down together, and Yang Zhi saw that Ning Mengyao was particularly excited: "Meng Yao sister."

Yang Lele reached out and knocked on his own nephew: "You have to yell, and your sister is a poorer." Calling her is called aunt, and it is called Meng Yao that she is not a mess.

Yang Zhi touched his head: "My aunt knows to bully me."

"You kid."

"How does Zhier come over and study in the school?" Ning Mengyao rushed Yang Zhi to recruit, let him sit next to him, watching Yang Zhi's look like a tiger's head, Ning Mengyao's eyes are full of gentleness.

If it happens from time to time, my child should be born soon.

"Mr. They are all very good, but I still like what I am talking about." The same content, although the meaning of what Mr. said is the same as her, but she is more easy to understand, but also in his foundation. Very solid, it is easy to learn in the school.

"This is fine."

A meal is delicious, but Ning Mengyao has taken a lot of care for Yang Zhi, and obviously likes him very much.

After dinner, Qiao Tianchang chats with Yang Yi, and Ning Mengyao chats with Yang Lele and Yang.

After telling some of the things in the capital, telling Yang Lele, Yang Lele said after dissatisfaction after listening: "Why are the people there so bad, it is better to be in the village."

Ning Mengyao feels the same, or the village is better.

"Don't go in the future, the people in the province bully you."

Ning Mengyao just smiled and didn't answer, she will come back, just not now.

The group has been talking late, Yang Zhu, their family is going back.

After leaving, Ning Mengyao sighed with relief, went to the bath in the back of the room, washed it early, lying on the bed, looking at the top of the bed, not knowing what was thinking.