He has only reacted to such an important message now!

As soon as he entered the door, he seemed to have forgotten the existence of this person. He ran to the study and sat down!

It seems that in his subconscious, this guy named "Aunt Liu" does not exist at all.

And this person knows him! He doesn't know this person!

Professional!

A professional must be!

A trace of cold sweat fell.

"Gudu."

He swallowed.

"Hello, Jiang Xiaotian." Aunt Liu's brows suddenly stretched out, she stretched out her hand with a smile, her eyes full of kindness.

Jiang Xiaotian walked over blankly and suddenly came to his senses when he reached out his hand.

"You...you, who are you!"

Jiang Xiaotian's voice was crying.

Could this be the destruction sect who specially killed him, the time traveler, and my mother was also confused?

God, I have only traveled through time for less than two hours!

"Me? I am Liu Xin."

Liu Xin laughed out loud with a "puke" and her voice was extremely crisp.

Jiang Xiaotian was stunned again.

He only now discovered that the so-called Aunt Liu was really young, just like a sister who was a few years older than him.

Her long black and shiny hair, with a very young pink butterfly hairpin, is neither fat nor thin, but she is very plump, and her skin is extremely white and tender.

Her hairstyle is a bit like the heroine in "Those Years" that Jiang Xiaotian saw in his previous life, but her figure is a standard devilish figure.

I look more like that kind of young model, and I always feel that being an uncle is not suitable.

But, it’s seniority!

There are also seventy-eighty-year-olds called "grandfather" a newborn baby.

"Aunt Liu, who are you?"

Jiang Xiaotian looked curious and forgot the suspicion he had just said.

It's like this emotion is "missing".

And he himself did not find this.

Just now, "Aunt Liu" said "Hello", which proves that they did not know each other before.

Liu Xin smiled and sat down: "Come on, sit down, have tea, don't be polite."

Jiang Xiaotian was speechless.

You're welcome, this seems to be his family, right?

But he still sat down, and his most accurate intuition told him that this person was indeed not malicious.

"Jiang Xiaotian, are you in your second year of high school now?" Liu Xin smiled happily. Looking at Jiang Xiaotian was like a product.

"Yes Aunt Liu." Jiang Xiaotian smiled shyly.

"Senior high school...a third-level class in the next semester, right?"

"What do you want to do in the future?"

Liu Xin looked at Jiang Xiaotian with her eyes curled up, as if waiting for him to say something to expect.

"What do you want to do in the future? Of course you are a professional!" Jiang Xiaotian looked at it for granted.

In this world, it’s better for anyone to be a professional?

If you are not a professional, you can only wander at the bottom. Only professionals can go to the top. It doesn’t matter whether you are in politics or business. Even if you go to the arts and entertainment circles, only professionals can get it.

And I just experienced a professional war. If you have to describe that exciting scene, you can only use two words:

Stimulate!

This exciting life is simply the adventure life he dreams of!

"Professional..." Liu Xin nodded, with admiration on her face, and then thoughtful.

Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Xiaotian's mother came out with the food in the kitchen and started to greet her: "Come on, come on, eat, let's eat first!"

It is obvious that the old guy is the exclusive pronoun of Jiang Xiaotian's father.

Jiang Xiaotian sat on the dining chair and a fragrance blew over his face.

I saw the table full of delicious dishes.

On the edge is braised beef, the large pieces of meat are covered with sauce, and some chopped green onion is sprinkled on it, steaming hot.

Next to it is fried pork with bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots are crisp and crisp, just like the ones just picked in the forest on the mountain in spring, and the slices of meat also look extremely plump.

With two side dishes, it looks like it makes people's index fingers tremble.

However, the middle place was empty, obviously the food that Jiang Ma was just making.

"Be careful, come on, this is the fish I bought at Walmart. It is very expensive and requires reservations. It should be a fish with a 'fashionable' bloodline."

Jiang Ma brought a bowl of red fish soup, and there was a small fish inside, about ten centimeters long and thin.

"I'll go???"

Jiang Xiaotian was surprised.

Are animals and plants and animals all over the world nowadays?

Also, what the hell is ‘fasty’?

This kind of bloodline is OK.

Is there any "cheese" bloodline that can be brushed?

Jiang Xiaotian decided to look at the computer carefully to check the information later, otherwise he would have no common sense.

Like a fool.

If you are more confident, you can still use "like"... Well, forget it.

"Come on, have a meal!"

Jiang's mother looked happy and enthusiastic, as if it was because of Liu Xin's visit.

She first served three bowls of fish soup, then served a bowl next to her and kept it for Dad Lu.

Jiang Xiaotian felt very happy when he looked at his mother's youthful appearance.

As working class in the previous life, my parents suffered the little money when they were tired.

With a career path in this life, Jiang Xiaotian must let his parents live a good life!

"Gudu Gudu--"

Jiang Xiaotian raised the bowl and drank the fish soup in big mouthfuls.

“Good!”

It is worthy of being a "fashionable" bloodline. The fish soup is red and looks like a jelly made of chili oil, but it tastes melted in the mouth, it is extremely delicious and has a good taste, as if you are drinking pudding.

Fresh and delicate, leaving a fragrance on your lips and teeth.

Very good!

"It's delicious!" Jiang Ma smiled: "It's a pity that I didn't buy the fish that I used, otherwise the taste would be better."

Jiang Xiaotian: "???"

Animals can also be used...is it so magical?

Wouldn't this fish be expensive? Jiang Xiaotian immediately wanted to pick up the fish and eat it.

The fish's eyes were buckled out, its body was slender, and the fish meat was intact, without even a single cut.

You should know that many fish will cut the fish when cooking to ensure that the juice in the fish can be stewed out or the sauce can penetrate.

However, the fish was completely unharmed, as if it was stewed directly by someone.

As a foodie empire, Jiang Xiaotian is preparing to lick it well later, chew the meat of the fish, and then swallow it slowly to express his sympathy for the fish losing its eyes and being stewed.

"Stop!" Jiang's mother glared: "This fish was bought for a large price. I made it for a long time after booking your mother. I only got it with my relationship. I was not allowed to eat meat, I could only drink soup!"

"You can also use meat to make soup tomorrow until it's gone."

As he said that, he beat Jiang Xiaotian with one chopstick.

Jiang Xiaotian had no choice but to give up.

I am worthy of being an accountant, this is...ahem, this is very careful.

Old housewife.

Then there is nothing you can do about fish, you can only be squeezed dry by repeated torture in the soup pot.

Jiang Xiaotian contempted a second of silence for the poor fish and fish, and then began to drink the soup happily.
Chapter completed!