Chapter Eighty-Five: Mud Songkai
After sleeping for a whole day, the girl who finally passed the jet lag went downstairs to find food. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ใ ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
On the sofa, He Zhi was still sleeping with the bear child who had been making trouble all night.
Girl Kwon sat on the edge of the sofa, her head on her back, staring at the sleeping position of the two. Quan Xin's small lump shrunk his sweat-soaked head on He Zhi's chest. He Zhi was afraid that the little kid would run around, so he simply used his long legs to clamp Quan Xin's calf, and then pressed his big hand on the back of the little kid's head...... This caused more and more beads of sweat on Kwon Shin's body.
"Daughter-in-law, are you awake?" The sleepy-eyed He Zhi rolled over and scratched his head, "You wait for me for ten minutes... I slowly ...... Just cook......"
The little kid was almost arched off the couch by him.
Quan Yan picked up the little kid and picked him up, then kicked He Zhi's leg, "Get up, go upstairs and sleep." โ
The stunned He dragged the little thin arm of the girl Quan and went upstairs.
Put the bear child aside, cover them with a thin quilt, and the girl went downstairs to call Xiao Wang.
In addition to reporting her safety, he also mentioned the existence of Quan Xin by the way.
At eleven o'clock, the little kid ran down the stairs.
Probably because he was unfamiliar with his surroundings, Quan Xin saw Quan Yan sitting on the sofa, and Ma Yu'er rolled over and sat next to his aunt.
Quan Yan, who was reading a book, raised his eyes and glanced at the little bastard who was grabbing the sofa and was a little restrained, and hooked the corners of his mouth.
"Daughter-in-law?"
Brother Wolf, who was sure that the banquet was really there, went downstairs to prepare lunch.
"Tomorrow is the summer vacation for elementary school students?"
"Huh? I don't know much about elementary school students, college students still have half a month. โ
Quan Yan rubbed Quan Xin's furry head, and a weird smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"It's been a long time since I've been to Willow Gully, so it's better to stay for a few days."
He Zhi was stunned for a moment, turned to look at her with a frying spoon, and after a while, laughed: "Okay." โ
He looked down, the light in his eyes flickering on and off. He Zhi had always thought that the suffering of Quan Yan in Liushugou would cause her to be reluctant to recall that time. Many times, he avoided, or prevented contact with people or things in Liushugou, for fear that the banquet would be reminded of the nightmare of the past.
But now it seems that Quan Yan does not contradict Liushugou, at least her memories of there are not only humiliation.
"Aunt, I'm-hungry......" Kwon Xin clutched his chubby little belly and looked at her aggrievedly.
"What did the little broken boy say?" He Zhi, who was stir-frying in the kitchen, heard Kwon Xin speak, but he couldn't understand it.
"He said he was hungry." Then he said to Quan Xin in Chinese: "This is China, you have to speak Chinese." โ
Quan Xin opened her big stupid eyes and deflated her small mouth, accusing her of domineering.
The indifferent Quan Yan emphasized: "It is necessary to speak Chinese." โ
"Auntie, I'm hungry."
Quan Yan showed a kind smile with satisfaction, patted his stupid nephew's head, "Good~"
"Daughter-in-law, the little broken child seems to be sweating just now, do you want me to take him to take a bath first?" He picked up his apron and wiped the water stains on his hands, and asked his queen very 'intimately'.
Quan Xin raised his head suddenly, looked at Quan Yan, and silently refused.
He Zhi slapped him on the head and scolded with a smile: "Little broken child, are you still not happy to serve you personally?" โ
Quan Xin kept looking at Quan Yan, and his mouth was so puffed that he almost cried: "This uncle is so terrible, I don't want to..."
He Zhi sneered and pulled up Quan Xin, who was struggling strongly, upside down and put it on his shoulder.
"His clothes are in a big box in the study."
"Got it!"
After taking the little boy's change of clothes, He Zhi stripped Quan Xin naked in two or three strokes and threw it on the small bench under the shower.
"You're-" Quan Xin's unspoken words were wet with water from the sprinkler in He Zhi's hand, and my mother's eyes were filled with water and I almost cried.
"Didn't I hear what your aunt just said, speaking Chinese!" He Zhi smiled treacherously, "Also, don't think that I don't understand and don't know that you're scolding me." โ
"Badass!" Quan Xin angrily wiped the water off his face with his small palm and condemned him: "You are so rude! โ
And doubted Quan Yan's vision: "Why would my aunt pick an uncle like you!" โ
He Zhi narrowed his eyes, raised the shower head in his hand and threatened him: "This shows that your aunt has seen the beauty of Lao Tzu's cultivation both inside and out." Moreover, Lao Tzu is your aunt's lover, and you have to call me 'uncle'. โ
The tsundere kid snorted and turned his head in refusal.
"You said that your Chinese language is not very good, why do you keep speaking bird language?" He Zhi pressed Quan Xin's head down and drenched his hair, "Why don't you cut your hair when it's so long?" โ
Quan Xin thought about it, and just wanted to raise his head, but his head was pressed down by He Zhi again: "Shampoo spicy eyes, don't blame your uncle for not reminding you in the eyes." โ
"Mommy said Barber was ugly and the tip was expensive."
"What with what. It's not that if you say that the Chinese have to speak Chinese, you have to speak Chinese. He Zhi frowned, his rough hand grasping Quan Xin's delicate skin.
"You're stupid." Quan Xin's small hand pushed He Zhi's big hand, "The hair hurts!" โ
"Can you blame me? You and your aunt are both self-curly, and you can't tie your own hair in knots, can you blame me? โ
"What is Babe? What is Tipu? He someone, who was not ashamed to ask, lightened the movements in his hand.
"Stupid!" Quan Xin unabashedly showed his contempt, and hurriedly explained before He Zhi got angry and wanted to beat him: "Barber is the one who cuts his hair, and the tip is money!" โ
He Zhi, who suddenly opened his mouth, directly understood: "How much can it cost to cut a haircut, I am not willing to give one or two pieces, and your mother is too picky." โ
Passing by the power banquet burst into laughter.
The two men in the bathroom who didn't close the door turned their heads to look at her.
Kwon Shin screamed: "Girls can't peek!" โ
Quan Yan disdainful: "You didn't close the door." โ
He Zhi was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?" โ
Quan Yan disdainfully: "Laugh at the two of you brain circuits that don't match at all!" โ
"Tip means money, but it's more often meant 'tip'. It means an extra reward. โ
Two people with poor communication: _(:ะทใโ )_
"Is it really ugly to cut your hair over there?"
Quan Yan, who had a deep understanding, smacked his lips, "The ugly can't bear to look at it directly." The male is basically like a dog gnawing, and the female is wiped with a knife. โ
"Wow!" He is disgusted.
"Have you two finished washing, what time do you start eating?"
"That's it, I'll take him out and dry the water."
Quan Xin, who tried to block his little brother with his little hands, protested: "Aunt Ni Xiangkai! โ