Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 554 Yes, she is my mother.

Zheng Yifeng suddenly laughed after hearing this.

Su Miaomiao looked at him and smiled.

The car drove for quite a while, almost an hour, before Zheng Yifeng understood why Su Miaomiao's parents didn't come to see her often—it turned out their home was too far away.

After getting off the bus, Su Miaomiao took Zheng Yifeng to a nearby store to buy some gifts, and then ran to a fruit stand to buy some fruit. Zheng Yifeng was quite curious to see Su Miaomiao bending down and bargaining with the fruit stand aunt in Zhucheng dialect.

"Can you understand Zhucheng dialect?" After buying the fruit, Su Miaomiao asked the person next to her curiously.

Zheng Yifeng shook his head: "I don't understand."

"Well, I see you're listening so attentively over there." The female teacher blinked her big eyes.

Zheng Yifeng: "Because what you said sounded very nice, I listened carefully."

Hearing Zheng Yifeng's sincere words, Su Miaomiao was momentarily at a loss for words. She stood there helplessly watching Zheng Yifeng, and finally couldn't help but laugh as she picked up a banana and poked Zheng Yifeng's cheek: "This is the first time I've seen such an innocent rich kid like you..."

Zheng Yifeng let her bully him, just smiling gently. At this moment, he suddenly noticed a gaze looking at them from a certain direction.

He was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, with his half-gray hair neatly combed. He was holding a plastic bag of freshly bought scallions and staring blankly in this direction.

Su Miaomiao followed Zheng Yifeng's gaze and quickly took his arm, nervously whispering, "It's my dad."

After hearing this, Zheng Yifeng nodded to the other party from a distance as a greeting.

After regaining his composure, Su's father smiled and waved to the two of them from afar.

"I thought you were coming at exactly twelve o'clock. Your mother has almost finished cooking, she just needs a few scallions, so she asked me to come out and buy some," said Mr. Su, walking ahead.

His voice was strong and clear, and it could probably be heard echoing in a university lecture hall. However, Su's father's attitude surprised Zheng Yifeng a little. Su's father was being a bit too mild-mannered for the man who had taken his daughter away, especially since he was a young man who was not satisfactory.

Zheng Yifeng glanced at Su Miaomiao, who was holding his arm. Su Miaomiao's expression was also a bit strange. It seemed that she also felt that her father's reaction was not what she expected.

The three of them strolled together toward the entrance of the residential area. The area looked quite impressive. Zheng Yifeng knew that even if Su Miaomiao's background was not as good as his, she must be from a wealthy family. Putting aside the residence, Zheng Yifeng couldn't even remember how many clothes Su Miaomiao had worn so far.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" As they entered the residential compound, Mr. Su turned around.

Zheng Yifeng had already addressed him as "Uncle," and Su's father had responded politely. He didn't know what else to say.

Su Miaomiao couldn't help but say, "Dad, you two aren't even close now, what can you say?"

Su's father laughed and said, "Why aren't you two talking to each other?"

Su Miaomiao quickly explained, "He's quite composed and doesn't talk much."

Zheng Yifeng: "..."

Su's father laughed and continued walking ahead. Zheng Yifeng could roughly tell that Su Miaomiao had a relatively easy-going relationship with her father, while the difficult one was probably her husband.

After changing her shoes upon entering the house, Su Miaomiao walked into the living room and continued to hold Zheng Yifeng's arm. Zheng Yifeng could feel that her grip tightened.

"Serve the dishes! Serve the dishes!" came a woman's anxious voice from the kitchen, in Zhucheng dialect.

Su's father immediately went over, and Zheng Yifeng also hurried over, but Su Miaomiao held him tightly, not letting him go. Helpless, Zheng Yifeng could only stand still. He turned his head and saw that Su Miaomiao looked a little nervous.

They're still arm in arm now... When her mother shows up later, are they going to kneel down together arm in arm?
Mr. Su carried the dishes to the dining room, and Mrs. Su also carried dishes out of the kitchen. She paused briefly and looked at the two people standing arm in arm in the living room as if they were being punished. Zheng Yifeng bowed and said, "Hello, Auntie."

Su's mother was a relatively plump woman, wearing an elegant black home dress, a pearl necklace around her neck, and glasses. She had an ordinary appearance but a great temperament, which matched her voice perfectly.

Upon seeing her mother, Su Miaomiao stood there neither humbly nor arrogantly, without saying a word or offering a greeting.

Su's mother first looked at her daughter, her eyes quite serious. After her chest heaved for a moment, she looked at Zheng Yifeng and forced a smile: "Okay, hello, hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Zheng Yifeng nodded.

The four sat at the dining table, but no one touched their chopsticks. Su's father seemed to be itching to eat, but he didn't dare to because his wife hadn't spoken. He looked at Zheng Yifeng and broke the silence: "Young man, would you like a drink?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su's mother glared at him. Seeing this, Su's father cleared his throat, shook his head slightly, widened his eyes, and said helplessly, "Never mind, I'll just drink it myself."

He walked to the cabinet next to him and took out a bottle of wine.

So far, her mother's behavior has been in line with Su Miaomiao's expectations. She can even imagine what uncomfortable things this proud woman will say next.

"Don't just sit there, everyone eat," Su's mother commanded, her voice still pleasant, but lacking the gentleness it should have.

"Look at these two, they've been holding hands ever since they sat down. Are you two heading to the battlefield?" Father Su took a sip of wine and smiled at the two people across the table.

Su's mother also looked up and glanced ahead.

Su Miaomiao released Zheng Yifeng's hand from the table, picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Zheng Yifeng followed suit.

After about five minutes of quiet eating without anyone speaking, Su Miaomiao felt the atmosphere becoming increasingly suffocating. Just as she was about to get down to business, Su's mother looked up at Zheng Yifeng and spoke in her usual pleasant voice:

“Your mother said you don’t like to talk. I thought she was just trying to prove that her son wasn’t a smooth talker, but I didn’t expect it to be true. You really don’t like to talk. In fact, you can tell that you are an honest child.”

Zheng Yifeng frowned slightly and looked over: "My mother?"

Su's father nodded with a smile, and Zheng Yifeng quickly looked at him again.

Mr. Su: "It's Ms. Ye. We just met a few days ago at the restaurant next door."

Su Miaomiao then turned to Zheng Yifeng: "I thought Aunt Ye was just curious about my parents' jobs during our previous chat, but I didn't expect her to come to Zhucheng..."

Zheng Yifeng couldn't help but recall that when he was about to mail the suit, Ye Hui had said on the phone that she wasn't in Lucheng. So she was in Zhucheng at that time?
Thinking of the signature his mother had changed this morning, Zheng Yifeng silently put down his chopsticks. He could almost hear Ye Hui saying "Go for it!" in his ears, her voice so urgent and powerful. Zheng Yifeng felt a lump in his throat, but he wouldn't cry, because his mother wouldn't want him to shed tears at a time when he should be standing tall.

He needs to act like a man and keep going.

Zheng Yifeng nodded proudly, nodding for a long time: "Yes, she is my mother."

Su Miaomiao also put down her chopsticks and reached out to grab Zheng Yifeng's hand again. She had a premonition that her mother was going to bring up this topic formally, and she was already prepared to "go to her death" with Zheng Yifeng.

However, the fact that her mother had just praised Zheng Yifeng was something that Su Miaomiao hadn't expected to happen.

This gave Su Miaomiao a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps Aunt Ye talked to them about something that changed their minds.

Su's mother took a deep breath: "It's not impossible for the two of you to be together."

(End of this chapter)