Zhao Baiyun and Zhao Jingshao, who had received Zhao Qinghan's order, came back on time in the evening, and Zhao Qinghan was carrying the duck soup and preparing to put it on the table. Seeing the two of them who went home on time, the corners of Zhao Qinghan's mouth hooked slightly, obviously in a good mood.

"Let's go wash and get ready for dinner." Zhao Qinghan commanded softly, then turned around and went to the kitchen to continue serving.

When Zhao Baiyun and Zhao Jingshao sat down, Uncle Zhang was taking the dishes and chopsticks out of the kitchen, and Zhao Qinghan was still in the kitchen and didn't know what to do.

After Uncle Zhang set up the dishes and chopsticks, Zhao Qinghan also happened to sit down, looking at Uncle Zhang who was about to retreat, Zhao Qinghan opened his mouth to stay, "Uncle Zhang, sit down and eat with us." ”

Uncle Zhang smiled with relief, and then refused, "It's still not necessary, the rules of the family still have to be followed." ”

Zhao Qinghan didn't like Uncle Zhang's words, in her heart, she respected and loved Uncle Zhang as a relative and a grandfather. Zhao Qinghan got up, left Uncle Zhang, who was leaving, and was forcefully pressed Uncle Zhang on the stool, and then went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, "Uncle Zhang, I'm going to be angry if you say that." In my heart, I have never regarded you as the steward of the Zhao family, but to take care of my relatives who grew up. Zhao Qinghan put the dishes and chopsticks in front of Uncle Zhang, "Besides, there are no outsiders today, so you can sit down and eat with peace of mind." Didn't you help a lot when cooking? Don't shirk. ”

Uncle Zhang saw that his master and the eldest young master were not unhappy, and then looked at the eldest lady who could not refuse, and then it would be hypocritical to refuse. Now that they have all sat down, Uncle Zhang is no longer polite, and the kind smile on his face has not changed, "Since this is the case, then my old man will listen to Miss once." ”

In this way, this family banquet was scheduled, Zhao Jingshao sat on the main seat, and Zhao Qinghan and Zhao Baiyun were on both sides, but there was an additional Uncle Zhang next to Zhao Qinghan. But neither of them objected, after all, Zhao Qinghan's sentence "take care of my relatives who grew up" has been reminding them in their ears that they are not clear. If it weren't for Uncle Zhang's dedicated care, I don't know how much Qinghan would have suffered. Zhao Jingshao looked at Zhao Qinghan with a faint smile on his face, and felt bitter in his heart, it was his fault, he shouldn't have left Qinghan back then. And Zhao Baiyun is grateful, thank Uncle Zhang for taking care of Qinghan during their absence, thank you Uncle Zhang for not raising Qinghan crookedly, but raising a sensible and well-behaved girl.

Hearing that Uncle Zhang did not refuse, Zhao Qinghan smiled with satisfaction, and then personally prepared dishes for Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, this is what you like to eat, I specially made it for you." Do you taste it, is it delicious? ”

Zhao Jingshao looked at Zhao Qinghan, who was obviously intimate with Steward Zhang, and had mixed feelings in his heart, if he was bitter in his heart just now, he was a little jealous now, he was Qinghan's father, but he was not as close as a housekeeper of an old mansion and Qinghan. Zhao Baiyun didn't have much of an idea, after all, he had lived with Qinghan for a while before. Zhao Baiyun understands that Qinghan is a loving person, as long as she takes you to heart. And Uncle Zhang is obviously the most important person Zhao Qinghan is the first to put in his heart. He believes that he will also become the person that Qinghan cares about, and will slowly become the one that Qinghan cares about the most, Zhao Baiyun eats delicious meals with an elegant posture, his eyes become dark and deep in places that no one can see, but when he raises his head, he returns to normal.

"Ahem, cough, I have a bad throat and want to drink some soup." Father Zhao saw that his cough had attracted the attention of a table of people, and he pretended not to care, but it wasn't a glance at Zhao Qinghan's eyes, what did it mean to be full of expectation? If you want Zhao Qinghan to help you make soup, just say no, what kind of turn. Zhao Baiyun silently despised his father in his heart.

Uncle Zhang looked at the awkward old man with a smile, the kind of look that he wanted the eldest lady to care about, but was embarrassed to say it or did it too obviously, it really made people laugh. It's just that you must not laugh, the lord is a grudgeful and black-bellied lord, if he laughs today, his life will be sad in the future, so the best way is to pretend not to know. Uncle Zhang thought so in his heart.

"Father, give you some soup, let's drink some." Zhao Qinghan put the soup in front of Zhao Jingshao, and kindly did not debunk someone's trick of "competing for favor".

Just as Zhao's father was about to glance at Zhao Baiyun proudly, he found that Zhao Qinghan was already helping Zhao Baiyun make soup, and the good mood in his heart was gone. This damn stinky boy, sure enough, is still good at distributing "Frontier", what do you mean by always grabbing Qinghan with me.

In order to avoid sweeping to the end of the typhoon, Zhao Baiyun wisely pretended not to see Zhao Jingshao's envious and jealous eyes, carefully took the soup that Zhao Qinghan sent to him, and whispered thank you.

Zhao Qinghan's eyes were crooked, and she could see that she was in a good mood, "You're welcome, this is what I specially stewed for you and my father to replenish qi." If you like it, drink more. ”

Zhao Baiyun didn't speak, only nodded to indicate that he knew, but the tenderness in his eyes couldn't be dissolved. And Zhao Jingshao, who was unintentionally smoothed by Zhao Qinghan, learned that the soup was deliberately stewed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. In order to protect his image, Zhao Jingshao had to pick up the bowl, pretending to be a soup, and using the curvature of the edge of the bowl to hide the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Qinghan saw that the atmosphere was good, so he asked, "Do my father and brother have had a lot of banquets recently?" ”

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhao Jingshao and Zhao Baiyun were in a bad mood, "Yes, the more it is the end of the year, the more banquets there will be." My father and I have pushed away everything we can, and the rest are from our own companies or can't be pushed. In the end, Zhao Baiyun explained, "I'm afraid it will have to last until the end of the year." ”

After Zhao Qinghan heard this, he nodded, indicating that he knew. Looking at the two people eating, Zhao Qinghan opened his mouth and said, "Since you don't have time, then leave the matter of arranging the old mansion to me and Uncle Zhang." ”

Hearing Zhao Qinghan's words, Zhao Jingshao put down the dishes and chopsticks, and looked at Zhao Qinghan suspiciously, "Arrange the old mansion?" What's the matter? ”

Zhao Baiyun also looked at Zhao Qinghan with puzzled eyes, guessing in his heart that Qinghan wanted to hold a banquet in the old mansion to entertain friends?

Zhao Qinghan faced the doubts of the two and nodded with a smile, "Well, decorate the old mansion." It's not almost the New Year, I'm going to buy some New Year's goods with Uncle Zhang and decorate the old house, this house is too deserted, and there is no New Year's flavor. ”

Zhao Jingshao looked at Zhao Qinghan with shining eyes, his heart was soft, and he was really a child who liked to be lively. "Okay, you can just watch it. Do you need me to find you two more helpers? ”

"No, it's only interesting to have your own house by yourself, isn't it?" Zhao Qinghan smiled slyly, and clearly rejected Zhao Jingshao's idea of asking people to help. In Zhao Qinghan's view, if you don't do it yourself, the decoration during the New Year will be less fun and less warm.

"It's a pity that my father and brother can't help together, but who made you the uncle of our family. In order to prevent me, a person who does not learn and has no skills, from being on the street in the future, I can only trouble the two uncles to continue to be busy. As for such a trivial matter as decorating the house, let's leave it to Uncle Zhang and me. Zhao Qinghan gloated, saying regret, but the smile in his eyes was undisguised.

Zhao Jingshao and Zhao Baiyun were so made by Zhao Qinghan's blatant schadenfreude that they couldn't laugh or cry, so they had to shake their heads funny, Zhao Jingshao pretended to be angry and said, "Okay, you girl, see how I clean you up in the future." ”

Zhao Qinghan blinked mischievously in the face of Zhao Jingshao's seemingly reproachful but spoiling words, and then turned around and whispered to Uncle Zhang about what New Year's goods to buy and what things were needed for decoration.

Zhao Jingshao looked at the two people who were in full swing in the discussion, and his heart was also rare and warm, thinking that he should simply hand over everything to Bai Yun, and then buy things with Qinghan to dress up the house? Thinking like this, Zhao Jingshao couldn't help but look at Zhao Baiyun, who was eating quietly.

Where did he know, but he just met Zhao Baiyun's eyes, and Zhao Jingshao saw someone's thoughts from that eye, which was exactly the same as what he just thought.

'You stinky boy, you actually want to be lazy, see if I don't deduct your salary!' ’

'Hehe, you're embarrassed to say that I, who just wanted to throw my job to myself and be lazy?' ’

'Am I lazy?' I valued you at that time, otherwise how could I hand over the Zhao family to you to take care of, I want to test your ability, you stinky boy who doesn't know what to do! ’

'Hehe, only you know what you think. Anyway, don't be lazy with yourself by throwing your work at me! ’

Zhao Qinghan was discussing with Uncle Zhang, as for the eyes of the other two around him? I'm sorry, she didn't see it in her eyes. Oh, by the way, where did you just go? Spring Festival couplets, Spring Festival couplets or...

Zhao Jingshao looked at the stinky boy who didn't eat meat and vegetables on the other side, and felt angry, but there was no way. After all, he didn't really hand over the Zhao family to Zhao Baiyun, and there were many things that Zhao Baiyun really couldn't handle! But!! Want to be lazy? No way!! Obediently let me go to work, and wait for the next year to "distribute the frontier".

The fight ended here, and no one was pleased, and Zhao Baiyun was also remembered by Zhao Jingshao, a black-bellied villain, which was not miserable.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qinghan sent off the two reluctant office workers and greeted Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, I'll go drive first, and you can wait for me at the door." ”

"Okay, miss, slow down, beware of slippery roads." Uncle Zhang came out of the room, his clothes had not been buttoned yet, but he told Zhao Qinghan uneasily.

"I know Uncle Zhang, and he said that he would call me Qinghan." Zhao Qinghan was a little coquettish, and only went out to drive after getting Uncle Zhang's smile to nod and agree.

After Zhao Qinghan drove out, he saw Uncle Zhang, who had already cleaned up, standing at the door of the house. Zhao Qinghan stopped the car, then opened the door and let Uncle Zhang sit in the car, and after Uncle Zhang fastened his seat belt, he started the car carefully, and slowly drove the iron box forward.

"You don't need to buy food, you just need someone from the garden to send it over. It's good to buy something to decorate the house, such as lanterns, Chinese knots, etc. Zhao Qinghan discussed with Uncle Zhang all the way, and Uncle Zhang recorded the things he needed to buy in his notebook, and gave advice from time to time, "Spring Festival couplets are also to be bought, but you can also write them yourself, isn't Qinghan just a good handwriting?" Go back and buy some red paper, just go home and write it yourself. ”

Zhao Qinghan listened to Uncle Zhang's pertinent construction, nodded affirmatively, and said that he could buy red paper and go back to write Spring Festival couplets by himself. Uncle Zhang agreed with Zhao Qinghan, then lowered his head and wrote down the "red paper" on the notebook he brought, and looked up, he had already written a lot of things to buy.

After discussing, the two had come to the New Year's goods market, Zhao Qinghan found a place to park the car, and got out of the car with Uncle Zhang, heading towards a lively red "ocean".