Chapter 1100 I Only Have One Son

Huang Ling: "I live with my mother, she is playing cards at a friend's house now."

Brenda: "Living with my mother, Huang Ling, you must be a very filial daughter. Young people nowadays use their own independent space as an excuse to move out and live alone or with a couple. I just don’t want to live with my parents.”

Huang Ling smiled and said, "It should be a minority. Brenda, let me cut some fruit for you."

Brenda smiled and said, "You kid, you are so enthusiastic. The medicine wine is wiped off, and I have to go home."

Huang Ling asked: "Are you going home to cook for your husband or children?"

Brenda shook her head: "I only have one son, he is not in M ​​City, neither is my husband, I live alone."

"Then stay here and sit for a while, Brenda, you eat some fruit first, I'll go fry some vegetables, you might as well stay at my house and eat before going back."

"You know how to cook?" Brenda's eyes flashed surprise.

Huang Ling said modestly: "Just a few home-cooked dishes with average skills."

"It would be great if my son married a daughter-in-law like you, who is enthusiastic, kind, filial, and can cook."

Huang Ling looked at Brenda for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "It will be done in a while! I think you are a lucky person, and your son and daughter-in-law will be filial to you."

Brenda shook her head and sighed, "No, my son likes a married woman."

Huang Ling, who had just entered the kitchen, couldn't help turning to look at Brenda when she heard it. She frowned slightly and said, "As long as they love each other, that's fine."

Brenda looked at Huang Ling: "You don't know, my son is well-off, he can have all kinds of women, but he just likes a second-married woman, and when he likes a second-married woman, I get angry .”

Huang Ling went into the kitchen and took a bowl of soup that Liu Fengfeng had cooked for Brenda: "Bone soup, it just mends ankles, haha."

Brenda looked at the soup in the bowl, her eyes lit up: "For me?"

"Well, drink and watch." Huang Ling sat down beside Brenda and looked at Brenda with a smile.

Brenda took a sip unceremoniously, and praised: "It's delicious! The heat is enough, the ingredients are sufficient, the soup is very clear, delicious, and delicious!"

Brenda looked at Huang Ling appreciatively: "You can make soup again, really good, Huang Ling."

Huang Ling smiled brightly: "My mother made this soup, not me."

"Presumably you will suffer too."

"Yes, but not as good as my mother's craftsmanship."

As soon as the soup was finished, Liu Fengfeng opened the door and came in.

Seeing a strange woman at home, Liu Fengfeng looked at Huang Ling in surprise.

After Huang Ling explained to her, Liu Fengfeng entertained Brenda very warmly.

"Sister, I'm going to cook, you can stay at our house for dinner and try my cooking skills."

After Liu Fengfeng entered the kitchen, Brenda smiled at Huang Ling: "Your mother is very enthusiastic, and she seems to be a very sincere woman."

Huang Ling nodded: "Well, that's what the neighbors say about her."

"Why haven't you seen your dad?"

Huang Ling smiled awkwardly: "My dad passed away very early."

"Oh, sorry."

"It's okay."

"You child, I really like you more and more. If you don't have a boyfriend, I really want my son to marry you home." Bugada's eyes kept falling on Huang Ling. With scrutiny, with pickiness.

Huang Ling smiled and didn't say too much.

"Do you love your boyfriend?" Brenda asked again.