Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

As soon as Meng Zhiling got off the car, she excitedly lay on the grass, staring at the sky blankly, as if she had not enjoyed such a relaxing life for a long time.

"Aren't you afraid of cow dung on the ground before we leave?" Li Yao also imitated Meng Zhiling's choking tone, smiled evilly, exchanged glances with Yang Lan, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Yaoyao, is it really you? You've arrived so soon?" Several people were talking and laughing, of course only the three ladies were included. The two men still had expressions that asked for a beating. Then, a surprised woman's voice was heard.

They all turned their heads to look and saw a middle-aged woman who was dressed simply. Her skin was not so white due to the tan, but she was in very good spirits.

"Mom!" Li Yao didn't say anything, but the moving word "Mom" was enough to explain everything.

"Oh, Uncle San just said you were back. I didn't believe it would happen so soon. Why didn't you call to tell me? I asked Uncle San to pick you up at the station." Mother Li hurried forward, shifted the dishes in both hands to one, and freed up one hand to help them with the luggage.

"Mom, no need, it's not heavy, we can carry it ourselves. These are my friends, Meng Zhiling, Yang Lan, this is Mr. Qiao Surong Qiao, and Mr. Yuan Yongkai Yuan!" Li Yao introduced enthusiastically, with a smile on her face, she had never been so cheerful.

"Hello, Auntie!" Meng Zhiling and Yang Lan greeted her sweetly in unison. Qiao Surong and Yuan Yongkai just nodded to show their respect for their elders. It would probably be a bit difficult to get them to speak.

Li Yao also expressed her understanding. It was an honor for them that two such important figures could come to their place, so she did not dare to make any more demands on the two young masters.

"Okay, okay, auntie is very happy that you can come. Let's go home. You must be tired after running around all day. Auntie will make you something delicious." Mother Li is a very hospitable person. She took Meng Zhiling and Yang Lan as her own daughters.

Meng Zhiling was being pulled by her, and her steps were a bit like a puppet. She had never been so close to any mother-level figure, and she felt a little weird in her heart.

I wanted to shake off her hand, but I was afraid of embarrassing her, so I could only follow her steps with my body stiff.

"Classmates, thank you for not looking down on our place. Our home is right in front of us." Mother Li is not a pretentious person, and she did not show any inferiority in front of Meng Zhiling and the others.

Or perhaps, in her heart, since he was Li Yao's classmate, there was no difference in social status, and saying that she didn't dislike him was just a polite remark.

Anyway, she has lived here all her life and has never been to a big city. The only big cities she has seen are on TV screens, so she can't tell what Meng Zhiling and the others are wearing. She just thinks that their clothes seem more upscale than her own simple clothes.

Following the direction of her finger, I saw a row of earthen-tiled houses in front of me, but I had no idea which one she was talking about.

It seems that the living standards of the people in this place are really not high, but everyone's face is filled with a smile as bright as the sun. When they walked back for dozens of meters, everyone they met would greet them and warmly invite Li Yao and Li Yao's classmates to their homes.

It's like a big family, there is no distinction between your family and my family.

Meng Zhiling finally understood why others say that the simpler a person is, the better his heart is!

"Auntie, our house is so clean and beautiful." As soon as I entered the door, there was a rack of grape vines in the yard. Although it was winter and there were few green leaves, I could still imagine the lush greenery here in summer. A small gravel road led to the main room. When I opened the door, the furniture inside was simple, neat and clean, and could be described as spotless.

So Yang Lan couldn't help but praise him.

"Lanlan, you're too kind. Auntie is idle at home and has nothing to do. Yaoyao doesn't need my care now, so I have to take good care of this family. Come on, Yaoyao, pour some water for the students, and I'll go prepare the meal."

Mother Li continued to greet them warmly, and then under the guidance of Li Yao, Meng Zhiling and the others put down their luggage.

The house is not very wide, but it has three bedrooms. It seems that there is no need to set up a tent tonight. Each bedroom is tidy and the white bedding looks holy. It is even warmer than a hotel.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Meng Zhiling couldn't help swallowing. It was so rare that she actually felt hungry.

"Are you hungry?" Qiao Surong, who had been sitting next to her unnaturally, asked softly.

"A little bit. The key is that the food Auntie cooked is so delicious that it whetted my appetite." Meng Zhiling nodded and admitted generously.

"It smells really good." Qiao Surong was very frugal with his words, but he still praised it.

When Yuan Yongkai saw the two of them interacting so naturally, he felt as if someone had pricked his heart with a needle. He walked out of the house silently, sat down under the grape trellis, stared blankly at the sky, and wondered why he was there.

"Are you not used to it?" Not long after he sat down, Yang Lan followed him out, handed him a glass of water, and sat down at a distance.

I also looked up at the blue sky like him, but my heart was not as clear as the sky.

"I think I can understand you a little bit now." Yuan Yongkai laughed and answered the question irrelevantly.

"Hmm?" Yang Lan didn't react for a moment and looked at him curiously. He was the kind of gentle and handsome guy with no blind spots. Even looking at his profile, Yang Lan could still feel that he was so handsome.

"Yang Lan!" Yuan Yongkai called softly. Although he didn't look at her, he knew that she must be looking at him with a persistent look.

It was like I was looking at Meng Zhiling myself.

"Ok?"

"sorry."

Yang Lan listened to his inexplicable apology and stared at him silently, not knowing how to respond for a long time.

"No need to say sorry. No matter what the outcome for us is, I don't want to have such a distant relationship with you that I need to say sorry."

Yang Lan looked at him affectionately, the tenderness in her eyes completely different from her usual capable look.

After Yang Lan finished speaking, there was silence again, and then Yuan Yongkai stood up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Yang Lan asked.

Yuan Yongkai paused and replied without turning his head, "I have something to do and I'll leave first. Please tell everyone later."

Yang Lan stared blankly at his back until his figure disappeared around the corner. Only then did she realize that her cheeks and eyes had become wet without her knowing when.

She wiped the tears from her face and was about to get up and go back to the house, but when she turned around, she ran into Meng Zhiling, who scared her so much that she almost fell off the stone bench.

"What are you so horny for? You look like you've seen a ghost when you see me." Meng Zhiling reached out and grabbed her, teasing.

He automatically ignored the tears in her eyes, not wanting to expose her, and even less wanting to directly face the emotions between the three of them.

"You are the one who is in heat. Others are looking up at the sky and think that this kind of life is actually very poetic!" Yang Lan sighed sincerely.

"Yes, it is indeed poetic. Let's go and eat. Only when we are full can we have the energy to think about poetry and distant places. Where is Yongkai? He was just outside!"

Meng Zhiling asked casually.

"He said he had something to do and left, and asked me to convey it to you!" Yang Lan also pretended to be indifferent and walked into the house.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw a particularly shocking scene.

"Why are you blocking the door? Go in!" Meng Zhiling poked Yang Lan's butt and stood on tiptoe, but still couldn't see what was happening inside.

Yang Lan really stepped in, but she still couldn't close her mouth.

When Meng Zhiling came in, she finally understood why she was so shocked. She smiled helplessly. Is it really so shocking to see President Qiao doing housework?

At her home, she never has to cook, as President Qiao does it all herself.

An inexplicable sense of pride arose spontaneously.

"Zhiling, Zhiling, come and help me see, is the person wearing an apron and arranging dishes your Qiaomai?" Yang Lan pulled Meng Zhiling and rubbed her eyes.

"Yes, Miss Yang, don't think that all rich people have the same lifestyle as you. Our brother Rong is omnipotent." Meng Zhiling said, raising her head proudly, and praising the hardworking Qiao Surong without hesitation.

"Yes, when you visit someone's home, you must be diligent, otherwise the host will be unhappy, unlike some people who just know how to eat free meals." Qiao Surong threw a coquettish glance at Meng Zhiling, and it was obvious that he was making a veiled complaint.

And that Huai was Yuan Yongkai who had already left!

"Okay, let's eat. I'll take you to the torch dance later."

Li Yao put the last dish on the table and said cheerfully.

"Okay, Auntie, let's eat. Yongkai left early because of something, so we'll divide his share!" Meng Zhiling pulled Mother Li to sit down, and everyone else took their seats.

As for why there was no male owner or anything related to men in this house, everyone probably had their own guesses, and no one asked tacitly.

"Yuan Yongkai!" Meng Zhiling had just sat down when she heard Qiao Surong say coldly.

Meng Zhiling turned around and looked at the man whose expression changed faster than the weather, and was completely confused.

"From now on, you can only call him Yuan Yongkai, and not call him so affectionately." As expected, a dog can't spit out ivory, Qiao Surong explained lightly.

The people around just smiled and cast sympathetic and envious glances at Meng Zhiling.

After the meal, the sky gradually became dark.

Several people excitedly followed Li Yao to the prairie, where piles of fire had already been lit and many people were sitting around the fire.

"Once it's the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month here, we hold bonfire parties every night to celebrate the harvest of the year and pray for good weather in the coming year!" Li Yao explained loudly to several people, jumping around like a child excited during the New Year.

"How could he appear here?" Meng Zhiling looked at a familiar figure in the crowd in front of her with her amazing eyesight.

He frowned, totally unable to understand!

"Who?" Following her gaze, Qiao Surong still couldn't catch the familiar figure, and asked nervously.