Xiao Qian spread out her little book, and was about to study which picture of the small wooden table was good-looking, when Xiao Qian's mother called. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Qian'er!"

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Are you busy all this time?"

"It's okay, isn't Dalong going to take an exam? I'll go back and see him. ”

"Great, that's what I'm telling you, come back quickly, your brother's exam is one thing, and there's another thing, don't you show people? ”

See... The corners of Xiao Qian's mouth twitched.

Does her mom really think of herself as a fortune teller?

"Say, if something happens to someone in someone's house again, should I treat a child who doesn't want to eat, or should I calculate whether her husband is having an affair for a menopausal woman? ”

These are all messy jobs arranged for her by her mother in the past two years, all of which are from relatives and friends, and she can't refuse yet.

Fortunately, since marrying Liao's father, Liao Fugui has taken over the work of Xiaoqian's "women's director", and this kind of work of comforting his mother's various wonderful friends and relatives has been contracted by Fugui.

Sometimes Xiaoqian is also a little mischievous, she thinks that if the identity of the Fugui psychiatrist is exposed, let those who always want to find others to deal with the problem for free know that the rich brother is specialized in identifying mental illness in criminal cases, will those uncles and aunts get angry?

Xiaoqian's mother also knows that the profession of wealth is a bit scary to say, and when she introduces it to others, she says that her stepson is a doctor, and the professional name is so complicated that ordinary people can't understand it.

Considering that the consequence of exposing the vest of the rich brother was that she had to take over the job of "women's director", Xiaoqian could only endure the impulse to play pranks, and now she habitually dumped the pot.

When it comes to wealth, Xiaoqian's mother is elated.

"Your rich brother traveled with Meizi, the relationship between the little couple is progressing really fast, Meizi is a good girl, I saw it, I don't hide my heart and speak straight, I like such a little girl, the last time I came to our house, a man made half a plate of ribs, I took a fancy to it, don't pretend!"

"She's a snack girl, what kind of pretending - wait a minute, what do you say he did with Meizi?"

Xiao Qian heard the problem.

"I went on a trip, the last time Fugui went to you, the two of them somehow said they wanted to go and see, and it happened that the Fugui unit also gave him a vacation, so he called us and said that he went out to play. ”

No, it's absolutely not right.

Xiao Qian immediately realized that there was a problem.

Liumei and Fugui are definitely not the kind of literary young people who just leave, both of them are very pragmatic, on the day of the meal, Yu's mother celebrated her in advance, on this occasion, how could the two of them not go?

I don't tell my family where I went...

Xiao Qian squinted, there is something wrong here!

"Can you come back tomorrow?" asked Xiaoqian's mother.

"I'll go back tomorrow afternoon, by the way, Mom, who is the one you said you want me to watch things by?"

"Remember your third cousin?"

"There are so many cousins, which one are you talking about?"

"Why don't you remember this kid? You read all the books, just your third grandfather's neighbor, with your grandma, yes-"

"Stop, stop, don't tell me about these relationships!" Xiao Qian's brain hurt when she heard these complicated relationships.

When Yu Minglang came back, he saw Xiao Qian cross-legged, making a phone call in the shape of a friendly village woman talking on the phone, her expression was very rich, which could make her emotions leak like this, and it looked like a call from home.

Yu Minglang changed his shoes and ran to sit beside her openly, Xiao Qian rubbed his little hair with her hands, this kind of small hair back and forth rubbed back and forth, it felt very good, and it was an addictive feeling.

"I'm all in graduate school, you can't figure out this relationship, learn to read it in vain!" Every time Xiaoqian's mother takes her daughter out, she has to patiently introduce what this relative is called, otherwise Xiaoqian herself will definitely not understand.

"What I'm doing with this thing, it's a code name. ”

I feel that I can't understand these complex interpersonal relationships when I read a doctorate, and these elders can reach the level of a postdoctoral fellow when they talk about these relationships!

"That's not right! You can't say that, our family is rich now, and you have married into a high family, and you have to take the initiative to say hello to relatives on the way, otherwise others will have to go back and say that you look down on people if you are rich." ”

Gao Men? Yu Minglang compares his nose, can he, a man who pays his monthly salary on time and receives pocket money, also be regarded as a high gate?

Xiao Qian is taller than him, which means that your family is tall, this is the "high gate"!

"I don't bother to care what they say, only people with low self-esteem care about this, so there are so many people on the road, how can I know them all?"

"Chen Xiaoqian, are you floating now that you have money? Don't think that if you win a championship, I won't talk about you! Then you have won the championship, don't I have to call door to door to inform you?"

Xiaoqian rolled her eyes, "Mom, you show off to others like this, and people don't respond to you?"

No wonder these relatives who have not been in touch for 800 years will find her mother to do something, it turned out that this menopausal old lady ran over to talk to others, isn't this nothing to do?

"Mom, how many times have I told you, when you are sad, don't tell people, relatives hurt enemies quickly, when you are happy, don't tell people, either you are jealous or you are stained by others, why can't you learn?" Xiaoqian is really worried about her mother's babbling character.

After having money, relatives who have not been in contact for hundreds of years can be contacted, when Xiaoqian's mother was beaten by Chen Lin in the early years, the family needed money to build a house and borrow money, why couldn't they find any of them?

"Why can't I say it! My daughter has a future! I have to say! My good girl has given me a long face, I have to show them, I have to let them know that our family is standing up!"

This kind of atmosphere of the small people in the market who like to show off, Xiaoqian estimates that her mother can't quit.

Even if she has become an official's wife at this time, she still has this mentality.

"Qian'er, let me tell you, if you have money, you can't forget the past, think about the beginning, how many of our mothers..."

It's over, it's over!

Xiaoqian has a sad face, as long as her mother says that she wants to think about these three words at the beginning, it means that there will be at least more than 10 minutes of bittersweet memories!

She has to start with the tragic past, and only the rich father and son can keep smiling from beginning to end and never get bored again and again!

"Mom, Mom, my family is back, you hurry up and give him an ideological and political lesson, his recent life style is too extravagant, 1000 game consoles have also been bought, and I have bought a lot of useless comic books, you hurry up and give him a lesson!"