Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang glanced at the registration form, and something flashed in his eyes.

Chen Mingyue signed up for three solos and also served as the lead singer of the chorus. The whole class was reduced to her foil.

I really want to hold a solo concert.

But it was not easy for her to talk about it. Chen Jiaoqing didn't deal with her in the first place, so maybe she was jealous of someone's singing skills and deliberately played tricks behind her back.

She didn't want to take the blame. You can't mess with a girl who has a godfather.

After successfully evading the suspicious sister-in-law, Su Haitang left the company headquarters, ran back to the dormitory briskly, handed the order to Zhang Xiaochen, conveyed the chief's opinion, and hurried to the toilet.

Fortunately, everything is still under control.

Su Haitang felt a little distressed as she counted the few aunt's scarves in the space.

It's not enough, but we can't save this thing.

We must produce the auntie towel before next month! Make sure she can use it first.

Qin Shuang's illness should be cured, but Yang Qihang and Aunt Li are afraid that their injuries have not yet healed.

It's really sad that when you are employing people, there are so many problems.

How about finding two caregivers to take care of the grandfather and grandson first, freeing up Qin Shuang, the main labor force, to run errands for the big Buddhas at home?

Su Haitang quickly made up his mind and decided to do this when he got home this week!

"You are so good, you were punished for another afternoon. What mistake did you make this time? I brought you dinner, eat it while it's hot."

Just after returning to the dormitory, Wang Keying grabbed Su Haitang, thrust her lunch box into her hand, and rolled her eyes at her.

"Thank you, Sister Wang, you are the best."

Su Haitang thanked her sweetly, sat down and opened her lunch box to eat. Her stomach began to growl when she smelled the aroma of rice.

"Don't come here. Don't think that I don't know that you are deliberately laughing at me. What about dogs and cats? I saw the cartoons you drew in the notebook. Don't call me Sister Wang or Yingying."

Wang Keying threw the candied fruit at her, and Su Haitang opened her mouth to catch it and stuck out her tongue at her.

"What comics? Haitang can also draw? Show me."

Ai Xiang came over, held Su Haitang's arm and begged.

"Just draw it for fun, here it is, don't laugh at me."

Su Haitang really likes this little girl who loves to talk and laugh. She is much more lovable than Chen Mingyue.

"Haha, it's so interesting. This dog is so funny, and this cat is so indebted. Haitang, draw one for me. What do you think I look like?"

Ai Xiang smiled happily and asked Haitang for a painting with great interest.

"Wait until I finish eating."

Haitang did not refuse.

In fact, this was not a random doodle on her part, but something she was going to take back to hand in as homework for her master.

Bai Longyin taught her calligraphy and painting, but he did not restrict her painting skills. He only asked her to practice more. He did not ask her to draw a thousand eggs, but practice made perfect.

Drawing one more simple cartoon for Ai Xiang is nothing.

"You try the chili sauce I brought, but when it's time to eat, I just want a bowl of white rice."

Ai Xiang diligently scooped a spoonful of red chili sauce and served it to Su Haitang with rice.

"Don't be so polite. You little chili pepper who doesn't like spicy food, just keep it for yourself. I promise to paint it beautifully for you."

Su Haitang thanked him with a smile.

A gentleman doesn't take what others like. She likes spicy food. She just likes it. It doesn't matter if she doesn't eat spicy food. But Ai Xiang is different.

The little girl brought two cans of chili sauce from home. Normally she would be reluctant to eat more, but now she is willing to share them with her. This feeling is very strong.

"Then, when you come to my house when you are free, I will ask my mother to prepare delicious food for you."

Su Haitang smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I want to eat spicy crayfish, a bowl!"

"You really know what you're doing, you'll take care of it!" Ai Xiang's eyes lit up and he happily agreed.

Another foodie, identification completed.