Ding Changlin and Yue Tinghui turned their attention to Yue Dongyu at the same time. Yue Dongyu quickly said to Yue Tinghui: "Huihui, there is no salt. Go and buy a pack of salt."
Yue Tinghui was stunned and wanted to ask her mother how could there be no salt, but she had never cooked before. Only her mother knew whether there was salt at home. She said if there was no salt, it meant there was none, so after being stunned, she immediately said: "Okay, I'll do it right now."
Go out and buy salt."
As soon as Yue Tinghui left, Yue Dongyu looked directly at Ding Changlin and said: "Auntie, please, please don't ask Huihui anything again, okay? I don't know anything, don't disturb our peaceful life again, okay? Huihui and I have had a hard time.
If we can live together peacefully, why don't you let us go?"
"Who won't let you go? Auntie, I'm really looking for a father for my girlfriend. I just think that Yue's biological father and my girlfriend's biological father must be the same. He shouldn't be the father mentioned by Yue. You must know that person.
Who is it?" Ding Changlin looked at Yue Dongyu anxiously and asked.
"I don't know anything. Please, please stop asking, okay? And if you dare to let Huihui know all this, I will never let you go. That's it, I cook and you eat here.
After dinner, let's go. You don't want to come to my house again." Yue Dongyu no longer cared that Ding Changlin was a friend brought back by her daughter and was Yun Yechi's favorite brother. She was anxious and angry.
At this point, Ding Changlin was even more convinced that Yue Dongyu knew who Yue Tinghui's biological father was, and knew that they must have been threatened by someone. The mother and daughter had not lived well in these years, and the biological father not only failed to help them, but must also have threatened them.
Pass them.
Thinking of this, Ding Changlin understood Yue Dongyu's fear, looked at her and said: "Okay, Auntie, I won't ask anymore. Don't worry, I won't let Yue know, let alone ask Yue anything. If you
If you believe me, please call me. This is my phone number. Can you save it?"
As Ding Changlin spoke, he began to give his mobile phone number, but Yue Dongyu was not willing to save Ding Changlin's phone number at all and went directly into the kitchen, making Ding Changlin extremely embarrassed.
After Yue Tinghui bought the salt and returned home, she saw her mother cooking in the kitchen again. She was startled again. After giving the salt to her mother, she came out of the kitchen. She looked at Ding Changlin and asked him: "What are you talking about with my mother?"
Already?"
"There's nothing to talk about. Your mother has been cooking in the kitchen." Ding Changlin said.
"My mother is so weird. Doesn't she use salt in her cooking? What kind of salt do you want me to buy? By the way, didn't you ask my dad? My dad is a driver. Look, look, this is my dad."
Yue Tinghui said, took out the phone and handed it to Ding Changlin.
Ding Changlin looked at the driver seriously, then returned the phone to Yue Tinghui and said, "Your dad is quite handsome."
"Of course, my mother is beautiful and my father is handsome, but I seem to have inherited the shortcomings of both of them. I am not quite like my father or my mother. I am not as beautiful as my mother. My mother is not dressed up today.
After dressing up, when we walk on the street, some classmates often treat my mother as my sister." Yue Tinghui smiled happily and put away her mobile phone while talking.
Ding Changlin did not dare to continue asking the driver. He already knew that Wen Siyu and Yue Tinghui had the same father, and Wen Siyu and Yue Tinghui both looked more like their father, which is why they resembled each other. And the biological father was an official, so he must be there.
Inside the provincial government or provincial committee.
Ding Changlin thought of Jiang Meili again. This woman must know who is Wen Siyu's biological father, and she is also Yue Tinghui's real father. But does Jiang Meili know Yue Dongyu? Yes, you can ask Qin Fangze about this.
"Your mother is indeed beautiful and young, even if she is not dressed up." Ding Changlin put away his thoughts and looked at Yue Tinghui and said in agreement.
"Yes, my mother was in the dance team back then." Yue Tinghui said proudly.
When the words "dance team" fell into Ding Changlin's ears again, he was stunned.
Why does Yue Dongyu deny that she doesn't know Weng Yishan? Then Qi Shanbing, Yue Dongyu, and Jiang Meili are all in the dance team, and Jiang Meili must be trying to please a certain leader and finding beauties for this leader again and again, so Yue Dongyu doesn't want to mention the past.
Things, Weng Yishan is not willing to mention the past.
"No wonder your mother is so beautiful. The dance team is rich in beauties." Ding Changlin responded with a smile.
Ding Changlin really wasn't in the mood to eat here anymore, but at this moment, he couldn't just leave.
Fortunately, Yue Dongyu was calling for dinner at this time, so Yue Tinghui quickly smiled at Ding Changlin and said, "I'll serve the food."
Ding Changlin also said: "I will also help serve the dishes."
Ding Changlin and Yue Tinghui went to the kitchen together. Unexpectedly, Yue Dongyu still cooked a lot of dishes. How did she do it in such a short time? Ding Changlin was very surprised.
When the three of them were having dinner together, Ding Changlin talked about the cargo airport in Jing'an City in order not to involve Yue Tinghui's father. He deliberately mentioned Qi Shanbing, saying that she was coming back from the United States and wanted to do something for northern Shaanxi, so she chose the location.
In Jing'an City, by that time, Jing'an City will be the Chinese version of Memphis.
When Ding Changlin was talking about Qi Shanbing, Yue Dongyu was deliberately looking at Yue Dongyu from the corner of his eye, but there was no expression on her face. Could it be that she and Qi Shanbing didn't know each other? Or was she pretending? With such high acting skills?
When Yue Tinghui heard Qi Shanbing's name, she looked at Ding Changlin in surprise and said, "Is this the international Qi who keeps changing male models among people over fifty?"
"Yes, yes, it's her. You also like to read gossip news." Ding Changlin looked at Yue Tinghui and said with a smile.
"Mom, I pointed you at Qi Shanbing's photo before. She is in her fifties, several years older than you. I didn't expect that she is from northern Shaanxi, and she came back to repay her hometown with such a big deal. I thought she only knew
There are male models one after another." At this time, Yue Tinghui turned her head to Yue Dongyu's side.
Ding Changlin quickly turned his attention to Yue Dongyu, but Yue Dongyu was not very interested. He took Yue Tinghui's words and said: "These people are too far away from us, Huihui, don't always read entertainment gossip, you must learn more professional skills."
Only with knowledge and skills can you settle down and make a living. Don't be like your mother. Whatever you learn, you will give up halfway. In the end, you will not be good at anything. As you get older, no one will want you."
Yue Dongyu's expression was still indifferent, and when she spoke like this, it was obvious that she really didn't know Qi Shanbing. So, Yue Dongyu was not in the provincial dance team? Then which dance team was she in that the leader took a fancy to?
Ding Changlin decided to take a gamble.
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