On this day, Ye Qingqing had no intention of listening to the class, and spent all day wandering in the soul and thinking about Ling Flour Cake.

Why is the rhombic flour cake made by Tang Bao so similar to the rice balls?

Tang Yuanyuan said before that the water chestnut flour cake she made was taught to her by her father, and the ratio of water chestnut flour to glutinous rice flour, as well as the addition of wolfberries, are all the creativity of Tang Dad.

Can ...... now

Ye Qingqing's heart was turbulent, in fact, she already had a conclusion in her heart, but it was too incredible, she couldn't believe it.

How could it be so coincidental?

It's a pity that Tang Yuanyuan doesn't have a photo of Daddy Tang, otherwise as long as you compare the photos, the truth will be revealed.

But the more Ye Qingqing thought about it, the more he felt that Tang Bao was Daddy Tang.

The first pickled tuk xian can be said to be a coincidence.

But this time, can it be a coincidence?

The time is also right, Tang Bao was found by Grandma Gu on the mountain eight years ago, and Father Tang disappeared eight years ago.

Tang Bao has a Pingjiang accent, and he speaks very slowly, as for age, Ye Qing doesn't think it's contradictory, Tang Bao has a bun face, and he looks tender, maybe his actual age is forty-five years old!

There is also the name Tang Bao, which was said by Grandma Gu to Tang Bao, but at that time, Tang Bao was seriously injured and spoke intermittently, and it was not clear, maybe Grandma Gu did not hear it clearly.

Soup Dumplings...... Tang Bao......

It is clear that the two names are very similar.

The more Ye Qingqing thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to get out of school soon, and now he went to find Tang Yuanyuan.

As long as Tang Yuanyuan eats the rhombic flour cake made by Tang Bao, she will definitely be able to taste the taste of her father.

Finally got out of school, Ye Qingqing rushed out with his schoolbag on his back, Tang Yuanyuan's house is a twenty-minute drive from the school, it is a bungalow with an independent yard, and Dad Tang bought it before.

After Papa Tang disappeared, the owner of the house became Wen Sumei.

There was a chubby little boy playing ball in the yard, and a beautiful woman in her thirties was guarding the side, Ye Qingqing guessed that this woman should be Tang Yuanyuan's ruthless mother Wen Sumei.

is indeed very beautiful, even if she is in her forties, she is still a, and her charm is still there.

"I'm Tang Yuanyuan's classmate, and I heard that she is sick." Ye Qingqing said directly.

Wen Sumei was stunned, she didn't expect her eldest daughter's quiet distemper to have friends?

Thinking of the changes in Tang Yuanyuan during this time, Wen Sumei was blocked in her heart, and her face was a little ugly.

The eldest daughter is very similar to her Lao Tzu, and she is more similar when she loses weight, and when she sees that similar face, her heart is panicked.

"In the house, come in!"

Although Wen Sumei did not welcome Ye Qingqing, she still invited her in for the sake of face.

The decoration of the living room looks magnificent, it is a particularly popular European style in the past two years, and it should not be long after it was installed.

A young girl was sitting on the sofa watching TV, although she was many years younger, Ye Qingqing still recognized her as Jasmine Yu of Green Tea.

With a bland face and a short figure, it is really not good-looking, and it is not as cute as it is, even if the rice balls are chubby and become pigs, they are a hundred times better than this green tea table!

Yu Jasmine didn't pay attention to Ye Qingqing, her eyes were very disgusted, all good-looking girls of the same age were the objects she hated.

Ye Qingqing sneered secretly and said deliberately: "Auntie, is she your family's little nanny?" ”

Yu Jasmine's face changed greatly, and she scolded loudly: "You are blind, you are the little nanny!" ”

Ye Qingqing smiled, "I'm sorry, you and Auntie don't look like each other at all, I thought it was a little nanny!" ”

She glanced at Yu Jasmine, who had an ugly face, and turned around and walked upstairs, Tang Yuanyuan lived on the second floor.

Hmph, little one!

My sister is back to torture you!