Chapter 7 (1/2)

”Like to learn, just a personal hobby.”

Liu Liang doesn't want to mention more about the past. For her, the past is the past. Isn't it good to live in the present? No matter what happened before, she is still alive and her mother is.

She is not the simple little girl for a long time. She has grown up and she has gone through many vicissitudes, so the temper of those little girls is not unsuitable for her.

Her temperament has become introverted, or even introverted to the point of being unintentional, so she remembered what she had suffered in the past. She would not cry for a long time, but repressed, which is a habit.

She got up and went into the kitchen again.

”Liang Liang, no need.”

Zhou Lanping actually wanted to say that there is no need to cook these dishes. Their mother and daughter can't finish them.

But Liu Liangren had entered the small kitchen. When she came out, she had a big enamel bowl in her hand, which was full of roast ribs.

Zhou Lanping's stomach is actually full of food, but as soon as she smells the taste of ribs, she can't help swallowing saliva. The smell just now is absolutely fragrant. What if she wants to eat again?

She thought she didn't have much desire to eat. She could eat anything. As long as she could fill her stomach, even steamed bread and pickles every day, it didn't matter. After all, she came over like this before. She didn't grow so big, she lived half a life, and she was healthy and didn't get sick. Otherwise, she would have such a little salary, How can you support yourself.

But now these ribs make her have the impulse to eat one even if her stomach is dead.

”Liangliang, mom really doesn't eat.”

Zhou Lanping quickly shook her hands and ate again. She felt very guilty.

”To the mother-in-law with mole on her eyebrow corner, our family has always been holding other people's things. Really don't you have to return a gift?”

Liu Liang lifted her eyelids and only took others, but she didn't return them. It wasn't her. In the last life, she went to see her half dead. She was distressed that she had no father and no mother, and was not far from death. There were few people, including the mother-in-law.

She will remember what she owes her, but she can't really forget what she owes.

Zhou Lanping was stunned and was ashamed of what his daughter said.

Liu Liang, who has only been here for half a year, has this feeling, and where is her shame?

If Grandma Wang takes care of anyone most, it's not her, but she hasn't thought about giving Grandma Wang anything. In fact, she hasn't given it, but Grandma Wang doesn't want it. So now, Grandma Wang really hasn't received anything from her.

But the food is different. Granny Wang will certainly accept it.

”Are you going to give this to Grandma Wang?”

Zhou Lanping asked again.

”Well,” Liu Liang pushed the bowl to Zhou Lanping, ”while it's still hot.”

Zhou Lanping reached out and carried the bowl of ribs. His mother sent it to Grandma Wang.

Liu Liang nodded again. Her eyes were very dark. She could always hide a lot of things in the dark night, and only she knew what was hidden in her eyes.