Early the next morning, Yan Mingshun came over, he came to convey the meaning of Old Man Yan's agreement to be a middleman, Wu Zhengsi was very happy, he originally wanted to trouble the principal, it would be better if Old Man Yan could agree.

"Mingshun thanked Mr. Yan for me, I'm really tired of his old man." Wu Zhengsi said with a smile.

Yan Mingshun replied respectfully: "Teacher Wu, you are polite, my grandfather said that it is a great joy to get married, and he is fortunate to be a middle-aged person who can also follow the joy, and my grandfather also likes Meimei, his old man said that Meimei has aura, and there will be a future in the future." ”

Yan Ming, who told lies, did not change his face and his heart did not beat, he couldn't be more calm, the previous words were polite, but the latter sentence was his selfishness, thinking that it was good to help that stupid girl, Wu Zhengsi had always respected his grandfather, and he should be able to think about the old man's words.

Wu Zhengsi's expression moved slightly, Yan Mingshun guessed right, Old Man Yan's words were indeed very influential on him, the old man was a veteran of No. 1 Middle School, and his vision was very human, and his old man said that it would not be wrong to have a good eyebrow, it seems that he has to think about it.

Wu Mei was making breakfast in the corridor, He Biyun didn't get up, saying that she was uncomfortable, Wu Yue also said that she was uncomfortable, she was lying on the bed, she was going to rush to see the house, so she did it herself, and when she heard Yan Mingshun's words, she was happy, and her eyes were crooked with laughter.

"Brother Ming Shun is having breakfast at my house, right? The noodles I cooked were delicious. Wu Mei looked at Yan Mingshun with a blank eyebrow, wanting to express her gratitude.

Wu Zhengsi followed with a smile: "The noodles cooked by Meimei are really delicious, Mingshun, you must not have eaten breakfast yet, sit down and eat together." ”

Yan Mingshun has never liked to eat at other people's houses, and he wanted to refuse, but when he saw the black eyes of the little girl and the puppy, he immediately changed the words that slipped to his mouth, and nodded: "Then I'm welcome, and I will also try the craftsmanship of Meimei." ”

Wu Mei breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Brother Ming Shun, you wait a while, it will be fine immediately!" ”

She happily ran to the stove, her hands and feet were very nimble, and after a while, she cooked three bowls of noodles, each bowl was lying on top of two golden poached eggs, dotted with green onions, the rich smell of sesame oil hooked people's stomachs, Yan Mingshun raised her eyebrows in surprise, this stupid girl has good cooking skills!

"It tastes really good, Mr. Wu, you're blessed."

Yan Mingshun took a bite of noodles, the color and fragrance were all together, he gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely, Wu Meideng, who had been holding his heart, breathed a sigh of relief, smiled like a flower, and ate noodles with peace of mind.

Wu Zhengsi is also very satisfied, his youngest daughter's good craftsmanship makes him have a long face.

He Biyun, who was lying in the room and pretending to be sick, listened to the sound of eating noodles outside, and the aroma coming in through the crack in the door, which made her mouth saliva flood, and her stomach was so hungry that she screamed.

It's all black-hearted, and no one cooks bowls of noodles for her, and Yueyue, and she hasn't eaten it at this time, and the dead girl's conscience has been eaten by the dog.

"Dad, I boiled white porridge on the stove, and I gave it to my mother and sister for a while, and the book said that white porridge is the best to drink if I am not in good health."

Wu Mei was secretly proud, the white porridge she boiled was a real gruel, only a handful of rice was added, and the rest was all water, which would definitely make He Biyun and Wu Yue drink ten times a day to go to the toilet.

Hmph, aren't you pretending to be sick, let her honor you well!