The beautiful Zhu Juan cried quietly and said: "Little sister, you see that I am at home with children, housework, and work, Dalin never stretches out his hand, and now he is still outside to take those shameless photos of those goblins, saying that there is nothing like that, who believes it?"

Qin's mother was also a little confused by what she said, and asked, "What photos did you take?"

Zhu Juan cried again and took out a photo that had been torn into several pieces from the small bag she carried, and after putting the photo together on the dining table, she cried to Qin's mother: "Look at this shameless vixen, you can see it on your head." Little sister, you have to call the shots for me. ”

Qin's mother looked at the photo made up of several pieces, and the girl in the photo felt a little familiar, but she didn't recognize that the girl in the photo was Dong Min who came to Qin Fan in the afternoon. This is a photo of a girl wearing a white elastic vest and denim shorts, exposing her navel, dancing hotly, but she has makeup on her face, and she can't recognize who it is. ”

Zhu Juan felt that she had found an alliance, and she nagged about Dalin's past.

Eight or nine-year-old Lin Changchen had already gone to play with his sister Qin Ying, and the two children were also muttering in the room, hearing his mother's cry, Lin Changchen pursed his lips, and said to Qin Ying like a little adult: "Cry when you encounter something, and run to your house when you cry." Alas!"

Qin Ying saw him like a little adult, and touched his head with a smile.

The nagging in the living room shifted to the kitchen again. The sound of chess at the door was interrupted by the crying in the house, in fact, Qin's father also had a headache about the matter between Zhu Juan and Lin Chengde, big things, small things, if there is a quarrel between husband and wife, it must be looking for Qin's mother. After many times, Dad Qin was also numb, what should he do, anyway, among Mama Qin's sisters, Dad Qin's sense of existence is very low.

When the lamp in front of the porch came on, the uncle lowered his head and touched it. Dad Qin looked up and saw him coming, but he didn't speak, just pointed to the house. Lin Chengde walked in silently, and it just so happened that Zhu Juan was holding a plate of braised pork ribs, saw Da Lin, put the ribs down, and came forward to tear again, Lin Chengde hurriedly shouted: "Sister, sister." ”

Qin's father and Uncle Sun at the door couldn't play chess anymore, so they hurriedly went into the house to persuade them, Qin's mother also came out of the kitchen to persuade Zhu Juan, and the two children also ran out of the room to watch the excitement. Qin's mother shouted at Qin Ying, "What are you two doing when you come out?" Ying'er, take Xiao Chenzi back to the house. ”

Lin Chengde pulled away Zhu Juan's tear, handed a photo wrapped in paper to Qin's mother, and asked, "Sister, take a look first, this is a photo that Fanzi asked me to take to the provincial capital for development, and you can testify to it." Zhu Juan next to her scolded: "You have to be carried by a child to you what you do, do you want to be ashamed." Qin's mother stopped Zhu Juan, opened the paper bag, took out the photos and looked at them one by one, Qin's father wanted to take a few to see, but Qin's mother went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

The first few photos of Qin's mother didn't see anything, there was another girl in the photo, she felt very familiar, but she couldn't call her name, she couldn't remember where she had seen it, she flipped through the photos taken of Dong Min's makeup, and saw the photos of Dong Min being taken with her makeup removed, and said in surprise: "This girl, I know." ”

Zhu Juan hurriedly asked, "Do you know this vixen?" Qin's mother hurriedly pulled Zhu Juan aside and whispered: The girl in the photo came to Qin Fan in the afternoon. What Dalin said seemed to be true.

At this moment, Qin Fan stepped into the door, and in an instant, Qin Fan only felt as if he was being targeted by a hunter. Only the eldest uncle seemed to see a savior, Qin Fan saw several scratches on his uncle's neck, some of which were oozing blood, his aunt Zhu Juan's hair was also a little messy, and Qin's mother's vision was a little unkind.

When Qin Fan saw his uncle and aunt, he thought it was the same as in his memory, and said jokingly: "Uncle, aunt have you practiced again?" Uncle and Zhu Juan didn't answer, but looked at Qin Fan with four eyes, Qin Fan didn't know that today's incident was related to him, and when he saw the blood marks on his uncle's neck, he said cheaply: "Uncle, uncle, you are a bloody battle." His uncle and aunt still didn't answer, they still looked at him.

Qin's mother spoke: "Fanzi, what are you talking about, it's not big or small, you come over and see if it's yours." As he spoke, he handed him the photo in his hand, Qin Fan fixed his eyes and looked at it, although he didn't know what the situation was, he also knew that something was wrong.

glanced at my uncle and said, "This is the photo I took, why is it here in my mother?" As soon as the words fell, Qin's mother was so angry that she pulled Qin Fan: "You come with me." Zhu Juan here had already pounced on her uncle, and kept saying: "My dear, I'm sorry, I was wrong, forgive me, do you hurt? Hmm, Dalin, I'm really sorry for making you wronged." Then he said to Qin's father, "Where is the potion in your house?"

Qin Fan didn't hear these words, but just followed his mother into the back room, and then, there was a "boom" on his head twice, he jumped in pain, and said urgently: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"What's going on? You say, how can you take a picture like that? As he spoke, his eyes filled with tears.

Qin Fan hurriedly said: "It's not what you think, it's like this. He told Dong Min and Wanqing the reasons why they came to him to make a film, and in order to avoid his mother's curiosity, he didn't mention Wanqing more. I'm also afraid that my mother will ask endlessly.

"How can you take pictures like this?" the mother reproached, but she was not as angry as she was just now, and said, "Even if the girl named Dong Min came to you in the afternoon, I really can't see that such a beautiful girl would take such a picture." Qin Fan hurriedly interrupted her and asked, "Just her?"

"Yes, she came by herself, and the other girl in the photo never came. Then he asked curiously, "Who is that girl, she is better looking than the girl who came to you." ”

"I'll tell you, you don't understand, this is an art photo they asked me to take. ”

"Art photos, art photos have to reveal something, oops, my mother is embarrassed to say it. ”

"Mom, it's not like you haven't read the book "Body Photography" I bought, there is ...... in it"

"Oh I don't know, it's a foreigner, that's what you can do, you, you, you really want to be a little rascal. Qin's mother was a little scared, and suddenly remembered what his second uncle said, "You really want to be a little rascal?"

"Okay, Mom, I was wrong, I'll never take a picture like this again. ”

"Can you guarantee it?" asked Mama Qin suspiciously.

"I promise!" Qin Fan said resolutely.

When Qin Fan and Qin's mother came out of the back room and entered the living room, what caught their eyes was that their uncle and aunt were showing their affection in Qingqing. Qin's mother exclaimed, "You two are going to die, the children are here." At this time, eight or nine-year-old Lin Changchen said nonchalantly while nibbling on chicken legs: "Fuss, I've long been used to it." ”

During the meal, Qin Fan apologized to his uncle and aunt, and his uncle also promised not to lend the camera to Fanzi in the future. Qin Fan asked his uncle in a low voice: "Aren't there still two group photos?" The uncle replied: "If you don't say it's unlucky, those two group photos haven't been washed out, otherwise you won't be like this." ”

After the meal, my uncle's family left happily.

Qin Fan called out to his uncle, and stuffed a hundred yuan into his uncle's jacket pocket in front of his aunt, and his uncle looked at Qin Fan with resentment. Aunt Zhu Juan asked, "Why did you give you money?"

"It's money to develop photos. Said hatefully.

"Confiscation!"

"It should be, it should be. ”