Chapter 48: stepmother? (2/2)
Since the dimensional storm, most of the sea area has basically become a field of alien dimensions, and the creatures in it have changed. Now it is much more difficult to eat seafood than before.
Zhou Wen has only seen such things as big lobster in history books, biology books and the Internet. He has never seen the real thing, let alone eat it. Especially in the inland areas of Guide, it is almost impossible to eat seafood, let alone a big lobster of this size.
”This lobster was just airlifted this morning, or I made it myself. Xiaojing likes this lobster most.” Ouyang Lan said.
Because there is only one such lobster, Ouyang Lan said so. Zhou Wen thought she was to make herself more interesting, so don't rush to eat lobster with peace.
Quietly heard the words and moved a little, finally a smile on that frost-like face, and looked at Zhou Wen provocatively.
However, Ouyang Lan said with pity again: ”But seafood like lobster cannot be eaten with persimmons, otherwise it will cause diarrhea and diarrhea. In severe cases, it may cause food poisoning. Quiet just after eating persimmons, this lobster will be given to Xiaowen You can eat it and **** craft. ”
He said, Ouyang Lan clipped the lobster into Zhou Wen's plate.
Suddenly, the quiet and petrified petrified lobster was about to go there, and Zhou Wen was astonished.
”Intentionally, absolutely intentionally ...” What Zhou Wen thought was that Ouyang Lan had deliberately eaten persimmons before quietly, which is clearly the routine.
No wonder Zhou Wen felt weird before. For someone as high as Ouyang Lan's EQ, there were several persimmons on the plate, and she couldn't finish eating alone. How could she not give Zhou Wen one by hand?
”Is this really a quiet mother?” Zhou Wen looked at Ming Yang's bright eyes, elegant Ouyang Lan, full of doubts.
Anyway, Ouyang Lan seems to be really good to Zhou Wen. If you do n’t know them, you would think Ouyang Lan is Zhou Wen ’s mother, and quiet is the tow bottle born by that ex-wife.
Quiet face is not very good-looking, but it can be seen that her tutor is really good. Despite the grievances in her heart, she left the table without anger, but she waited until the end of the dinner ~~ but her mood was quite Not good, just ate a little bit.
What is home away from home, what is spring like wind, what is the feeling of going home, Zhou Wen finally felt it today.
Even Zhou Wen, a person who is somewhat dull and alienated in emotion, has to admit that Ouyang Lan is indeed a person who makes it difficult to have a bad feeling and even is willing to be close to her.
”Xiaowen, I heard that you have been admitted to the sunset college, must have had a lot of hardships? It is not easy for foreign students to be admitted to the sunset college, and I have nothing to give you. This is a meeting gift. ”After eating, when Zhou Wen was about to leave, Ouyang Lan took a card to Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wenlai thought that it was something like a bank card, and was trying to refuse, but he heard Ouyang Lan said, ”This is the dormitory card of the sunset college, the kind of single room. I heard Ling Feng say you like quiet, so please ask the principal to prepare After you have enrolled in school, you can go to the dormitory according to the card number. You must accept this small gift. Don't make me think that this gift is prepared too casually? ”
”Thank Aunt, I like this gift very much.” Zhou Wen thought about it, and accepted the gift. Since Ouyang Lan expressed goodwill, he was also unwilling to be a villain. A dormitory card is nothing, and a single room For Zhou Wen, it is indeed very useful.
This gift from Ouyang Lan makes Zhou Wen's affection for her rise a bit, and even the gift is so comfortable. This Ouyang Lan is really a thoughtful person.
”By the way, you are not allowed to be called an aunt in the future. Do I have to be so old? It will be fine to call Sister Lan in the future.” Ouyang Lan said with a smile.
Zhou Wen can obviously feel that when she said the word aunt, the tone was much heavier, obviously she really cared.