“Huh? So what do you want?”
“I don’t want this anyway.”
Jiang Qin looked at her with a bluster: “Aren’t we good friends?”
“We are good friends, but I don’t want this.”
Feng Nanshu pretended that she didn’t know anything, but didn’t want this. Then Jiang Qin insisted on buying it for her, and she ran away, and she was so fast that she couldn’t catch up.
At around four o’clock in the afternoon, the two of them took the bus back from the city center and suddenly received a call from Yuan Youqin.
“Son, are you back from school?”
“Yes, how did you know? Oh, I know. It must have been my third uncle who said it. We met when we came back at noon.”
“Where is it? I saw your car at the door. Is Nan Shu back with you?”
Feng Nanshu’s eyes became much brighter when she heard Yuan Youqin ask her.
Jiang Qin was also a bitch, so he opened his mouth and said: “No, by the way, Mom, there are shepherd’s purses on the table given by my third uncle. I want to eat shepherd’s purse dumplings.”
“You want to eat so many different things, making dumplings is a lot of trouble, no!”
“You are really a mother…”
Jiang Qin handed the phone to Feng Nanshu’s mouth and gave her a look. The little rich woman immediately said: “Auntie, I’m back too. I kind of want to eat shepherd’s purse dumplings.”
Yuan Youqin was silent for a moment: “I’m not… jealous. Ask Jiang Qin to buy some vinegar, and Auntie will make dumplings for you.”
“Thank you, aunt.”
Jiang Qin hung up the phone and turned to look at Feng Nanshu: “Look, I made my mother submissive with just one move.”
Feng Nanshu nodded seriously: “I know, that’s what I do.”
“This is how the ecological chain works. If you take care of my mother, I will take care of you. I am the local emperor of the Jiang family!”
The Tu Emperor led Feng Nanshu out of the car in an arrogant manner, and went to buy a bottle of vinegar from the third uncle before he dared to go home.
At this time, Yuan Youqin had just finished cooking, and then the little rich woman changed her shoes and ran to wash her hands and help Yuan Youqin make dumplings.
“Why are you two back all of a sudden? Haven’t you been on vacation yet?”
“I feel a little homesick.” Feng Nanshu said quietly.
Hearing these words, Yuan Youqin’s heart melted: “Come back if you miss home. Anyway, Jiang Qin has a car. When you come back, my aunt will make dumplings for you.”