"Yunyun, this is the steak your aunt bought this afternoon. It is said that it just arrived and it is very fresh. You can try it quickly." A middle-aged and elderly woman in her fifties looked at the exquisite baking tray brought by the nanny, turned her head and shouted at a room not far away.

After hearing the sound, Fang Yun walked out of the room. At this time, she had already changed into a stereotyped suit, replaced by a big home T-shirt and hot pants, naked with long legs, no longer the coldness of keeping people away in school, and her whole body was filled with a youthful atmosphere.

She walked to the dining table and looked at the sizzling steak on the dining table. She couldn't help but look a little disgusted on her face. She raised her head and looked helplessly at the woman in front of her: "Mom, I have said it many times. Just make some home-cooked dishes. I have been vomiting these things in the United States in the past few years!"

After taking a few more glances, she felt that she had no appetite, so she stood up straight, walked to the refrigerator on the side, took out a few dragon fruits, and skillfully cut them open, then she returned to the table and bit it in small mouthfuls.

In 1998, dragon fruit was still a rare thing in the north. Most people didn’t recognize it, and they had never seen it.

"Okay, okay, if you don't eat, I'll eat it, I'll make it for you with kindness." Hearing Fang Yun's complaint, the woman gave her a blank look, then brought the baking tray to her in anger, picked up the knife and fork and cut it there.

"I knew you wouldn't eat it, so I should have made Lao Sun a little tender. Now I don't know if I can chew it." She muttered in her mouth, then forked up a small piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

The steak was really fresh. As soon as I put it in my mouth, the delicious gravy mixed with the taste of black pepper exploded on my taste buds. Not to mention how delicious it was, the woman's face showed a look of enjoyment.

After a while, she came to her sense of joy just now. While giving the new piece of meat into her mouth, she spoke to Fang Yun in an ambiguous voice: "Yunyun, Mom has to say a few words. Although Mom also knows that you don't like the current job, it's the relationship your uncle has helped you find. You don't know that your uncle is the only nephew who loves you since he was a child. Most people really don't know that they really don't want to speak, that is, you, so if you don't say anything else, just for your uncle, you're more honest. Now you're not a child. You should know the importance of it. You can't always go crazy as a whole!"

"I understand, mom, this job is pretty good!" Fang Yun replied to her mother while eating dragon fruit, but she unconsciously remembered the situation of performing with Bai Qing this afternoon, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Since returning to China, this can be said to be the happiest time I have lived.

Hearing Fang Yun's straightforward reply, her mother couldn't help but be stunned and looked at her daughter with some strangeness.

It is said that no one knows a girl better than a mother. What kind of personality does her daughter have? Does anyone know better than her mother? She has always been annoying to preaching her the most, so why did she answer so happily today?

Immediately afterwards, she saw the faint smile on the corner of Fang Yun's mouth, and felt even more strange. This was the first time she had seen her heartfelt joy since her daughter returned to China.

Did you encounter something happy today?

Or is this dead girl in love? Fang Yun's mother's heart moved, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

After all, she is still in her twenties and is not young anymore. She used to take care of her, but seeing that she is already an adult, it is time to talk about marriage, she couldn't help but worry about this.

In her imagination, there seems to be nothing else to make her daughter so happy except in love.

I just don’t know which young man it was. I heard that she just answered so simply. Isn’t it a male teacher at the school?

"What's wrong, Yunyun, she smiled so happily?" Fang Yun's mother has never been the kind of person who has something to hide in her heart. After feeling strange, she started asking. After a pause, she added straight to the point: "It's not that she is in love, right? Which young man from? Tell me and ask my mother to advise you."

"Mom, what love do I love? I'm right at school all day long, or I'm a bad man in my forties or fifties, or students who don't have enough hair. Where can I go to fall in love? What are you thinking about overall? How old am I?" Fang Yun gave his mother a little annoyed.

After pausing, she saw her mother's disbelief look on her face, and she said perfunctorily: "It's nothing, it's just that she met a very interesting student at school today."

Fang Yun didn't want to tell her mother what happened today. She knew that in the concept of their generation, teachers were teachers, so how could they get along with students?

"Is that so? This is really strange." Fang Yun's mother couldn't help feeling disappointed when she heard her daughter's words, but the suspicious expressions on her face still did not dissipate. She wanted to ask a few more questions, but when she saw her daughter's obvious appearance of not wanting to talk more, she hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't ask.

She knew that her daughter had been rebellious and independent since she was a child. Even the eight cows could not bring back what she had decided. After returning to China, she originally wanted to arrange Fang Yun to her company so that she could take over the old man's work, but she was unwilling to say anything and would know to stay at home and tinker with some songs all day long.

At the age of age, how could she not go out like a young lady? So she found her younger brother and finally arranged for her as a vice principal. She didn't have much work. First, she asked her to do something and not keep it at home as a whole. Second, she also had some contact with society and smeared her bad temper.

However, judging from the situation over the past half month, it seems that she is full of resistance to this job, which can be seen from her lifeless look all day long.

But this is a job that his younger brother has done. He knows Fang Yun's mother about his daughter's doting, and it is no less than himself. So he has the intention of making such arrangements. After all, he is the most promising one in his family and his vision is absolutely unmatched.

Fang Yun's mother was still a little impatient in the end. She was just such a daughter who had been spoiled for so many years. Seeing that her daughter seemed to really not like this job, she thought about persuading her to adapt for a while. If it really didn't work, she would consider changing her.

But she didn't expect that before she could say it, her daughter seemed to have found fun.

She really can't understand the thoughts of this young man...
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