Qiao Nian is not the kind of person who likes to gossip.
She originally thought that Chen Yuan would not answer Shen Qingqing, but who knew that the determined young man who had grown up a lot said calmly: "I know you. My mother used to be an aunt in their house."
The family conditions of the students in Huocheng No. 1 Middle School are all good, especially in Class A, even if they are not as good as Qiao Ai's family whose family owns a listed company.
At least they are a well-off family.
People of their age cannot understand the situation of a mother like Chen Yuan working as a nanny in other people's homes.
"Forehead……"
Chen Yuan had a downturned eyebrow, but he was proud and faced his life calmly: "My mother used to send me to school, but she had never read a book and couldn't find an easy job. She went to work for others after being introduced by relatives at home.
I became a live-in housekeeper and earned a monthly salary. For our family, plus my father’s income, it was barely enough to survive in the surrounding city.”
Shen Qingqing and Jiang Tingting glanced at Qiao Nian unconsciously.
I see.
No wonder Sister Nian has such a good relationship with Chen Yuan. It turns out there is this reason.
Didn’t Sister Nian live in Qiao’s family before?
"Later, my dad got sick, so my mom started a small business and set up a stall selling spicy hotpot on Wangjiang Road. I would also help out on weekends."
Shen Qingqing and the others felt uncomfortable when they heard this. They always felt that he was particularly miserable. The care between boys and girls was always so simple and sincere.
They may not have fancy words, but their heartfelt concern is warmer than any words.
"Chen Yuan, your mother can make spicy hot pot? She's so good." Shen Qingqing was stunned and immediately smiled.
Apple's face showed a naive expression, he touched his nose, stuck out his tongue, and said greedily: "I especially like to eat Malatang, but I have never found the authentic Malatang. You know the Aladdin Malatang outside our school?"
Is it hot?”
"I go back to eat every Wednesday. Recently, the food is getting worse and worse. Liang Bowen and I don't want to go. It just so happens that your mother can make spicy hotpot, which is great. Liang Bowen and I will go find you another day, hahaha
, can you try auntie’s cooking?"
Of course Chen Yuan glanced at her and understood what she was thinking, but if Shen Qingqing really liked spicy hotpot, he was confident that his mother's craftsmanship would not disappoint her.
So he has neither inferiority complex nor self-deprecation.
I agreed very calmly.
"Can."
Jiang Tingting and the others heard this and immediately came together: "Shen Qingqing, you are so treacherous. You actually want to go eat delicious food by yourself. I want to go too!"
"Me too!"
"So are we!"
Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes and suggested with a smile: "How about we make an appointment someday to go together?"
She thought of Qiao Nian, turned around and asked the person next to her: "Sister Nian, are you going?"
"Next week. I don't have time this week." Qiao Nian looked up from the phone, her eyes tired, and she lay back, looking lazy and inexplicably sassy.
Even Shen Qingqing, a girl, blushed and her heart skipped a beat.
Woohoo, what should I do if Sister Nian is so aggressive? I don’t have an abnormal orientation, right?
Everyone else is discussing whether they can go to the spicy hotpot restaurant owned by Chen Yuan's family for a dinner date next week.
Qiao Nian suddenly received a WeChat message.
【Ye Wangchuan: When is your birthday?】
Qiao Nian:?
He suddenly sent a message asking him what he was doing for his birthday?
[qn: I don’t know. According to Qiao Weimin, it’s August 16th.]
If she didn't follow what the Qiao family said about adopting her, she wouldn't know when her birthday would be.
After all, no one has ever cared about her birthday, and she no longer cares about these things after a long time.
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