Chapter 161

"I'm not busy with those things, when I have dinner, you can accompany my old man to kill two." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "The old man didn't struggle with the problem of eating for too long, it's not that the old man is entangled, but the things produced in the garden are not as good as the space, but they are much better than the special things that are said outside, and the cooking skills of the first day are also very good, and the daily meals are very drunk The old man's appetite is very good, and the old man will not be entangled in eating for a while.

Zhao Qinghan didn't nod or shake his head, only smiled and said: "That's not good, I have to play chess with the old man, and I have to cook for the old man, I can't do two things alone." ā€

The old man knew that she wanted to benefit when he heard what Zhao Qinghan meant, so he was amused in his heart, but he pretended to be displeased on his face, "What, aren't you happy to let you play chess with my old man?" ā€

Where would Zhao Qinghan not know that the old man was lustful and inward-looking, like a paper tiger? Although I know, I have to pretend to be on the face.

Zhao Qinghan pretended to be aggrieved and glanced at the old man, and then said in embarrassment: "I originally wanted to get the old man something delicious, good dishes with good wine, and let the old man have a good meal, since you don't want to, then forget it." In this way, I'll play chess with you today, and as for cooking, I'll leave it to the first junior high. ā€

As soon as the old man heard Zhao Qinghan's words, he knew that he had been tricked, but if he wanted the old man to change his words, he couldn't pull off this face, but in his heart, he was really coveted by Zhao Qinghan's good wine and good dishes, and for a while the old man was in a dilemma, and his expression was really wonderful.

Zhao Qinghan and the old man were fighting wits and courage on the side, while Zhao Baiyun was eating silently next to Zhao Qinghan, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, and from time to time he put a little light side dish or small bun in Zhao Qinghan's bowl.

Zhao Qinghan threw a grateful glance at Zhao Baiyun, and ate all the things that Zhao Baiyun sandwiched into her bowl without saying much, the atmosphere between the two was harmonious and beautiful, and the old man nodded directly from the sidelines.

The old man knew that he had always been unable to talk about Zhao Qinghan, in some innocuous little things. Besides, there are no outsiders here now, and even if he loses face, others will not know.

The old man comforted himself countless times in his heart, and then shook his head as if he was sorry, "Alas... Since that's the case, then Baiyun boy, you play chess with me and kill two. As for the Zhao girl, you still have to do what you have to do. ā€

"Oh?" Zhao Qinghan pretended not to know and looked at the old man, "What should I do?" She looked blank, as if she didn't know what she was supposed to do.

The old man was choked by Zhao Qinghan's words, and almost choked on the white porridge in his mouth, but fortunately, it was just white porridge, nothing happened, and he only coughed a few times.

Zhao Qinghan got up and went to the old man's side when the old man was choking and coughing, stretched out his hand to pat the old man's back, and gave the old man a smooth breath, until the old man waved his hand and stopped.

"Old man, don't talk when you eat in the future." After Zhao Qinghan sat down, the wicked man sued first, looking like the old man was very willful and I was helpless.

The old man was stunned for a moment by Zhao Qinghan's statement of beating a rake, and then immediately reacted, and glanced at Zhao Qinghan angrily, "You stinky girl, have you learned to beat a rake?!" ā€

Zhao Qinghan pretended to be wronged, "Where can I care about you at that time, I cared about you at that time, you didn't appreciate it, and you still slandered me!" The generosity and righteousness on his face made the old man angry and funny.

"You girl is a ghost."

Zhao Qinghan smiled and didn't answer, and then the three of them chatted about something and finished breakfast.

"Brother, you accompany the old man to go out for a walk, and then come back. I packed up the things on the table. After Zhao Qinghan finished speaking, he got up and cleaned up the leftovers on the table. It is said that it is leftovers, but in fact, there is not much left, everything is according to the appetite of a few people, just right, if you say that there is left, there is only a little bit of white porridge and side dishes, which is not wasted.

Zhao Baiyun didn't say anything, got up to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, Zhao Qinghan saw that Zhao Baiyun insisted on helping, and didn't say anything more, the two of them packed up the things on the table together, and that's it.

Zhao Qinghan picked up the stacked dishes and chopsticks, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. As soon as he went out, he stopped, turned to the old man and Zhao Baiyun who were sitting in the seat, and said, "Remember to wear thicker when you go out, don't take the open-air path, just walk the corridor." ā€

Seeing that the two nodded in agreement, Zhao Qinghan walked towards the kitchen with his things in his hands and did not look back.

When the old man saw Zhao Qinghan walking away, he sighed with emotion, "Qinghan, this girl, is really good." Cheap you stinky boy! After the old man finished speaking, he threw a pair of white eyes at Zhao Baiyun with resentment.

Zhao Baiyun, who suffered from the unjustified disaster, laughed in his heart, but he didn't refute it in the end, Qinghan was indeed good, and he was indeed cheap.

"Old man, let's go, go out for a walk and eat less." After Zhao Baiyun finished speaking, he got up and went to get a cloak for the old man and came back.

The old man turned out to be a cloak, but he didn't put it on, but looked at the weather outside, and then shook his head, "No need to go, it's raining outside, just take a walk around the house if you eat it." Put this cloak back. The old man handed the cloak to Zhao Baiyun and motioned for Zhao Baiyun to hang it back.

Zhao Baiyun took the cloak, but did not hang the cloak back, but put it on the old man, "It's okay if you don't go out, let's walk around the house and eat." But you must wear this cape, and when the weather gets colder, it is better to wear more warmth than to wear less clothes to get cold. ā€

Zhao Baiyun sorted out the cloak, and after confirming that there was no problem, he sat next to the old man, "Qinghan will come back later, and see that you are still wearing this, you will wait to be 'taught' by her." It's not like you don't know how worried Qinghan is about your body. ā€

"Hey, what's there to worry about, it's not my old man boasting, my body is hard. You don't have a building here, if it's a building, my old man won't make a breath if he climbs seven or eight floors. ā€

"Oh? So, can I still make a staircase seven or eight stories high for you to walk around every day? It was not Zhao Baiyun who said this, but Zhao Qinghan who went and returned.

Zhao Qinghan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was holding some small snacks in his hand, which he had made by the way when he came here in the morning. Zhao Qinghan liked it and smelled it, so he found a plate and cut some off for the old man, but he didn't want to hear the old man's boast just after he came.

The old man was not embarrassed to be caught, this was indeed the true thought in his old man's heart, "What's the matter?" You still don't believe me, do you? ā€

Zhao Qinghan is funny, where does she not believe it, she believes it greatly, but it is one thing to believe in her heart, but it is another thing to say it in her mouth.

"I don't believe you, do you really want me to build the stairs for you? Seven or eight stories high, it's not your style to work so hard for the people and money, right? Zhao Qinghan put the plate in his hand on the table and sat on the other side of the old man, his eyes full of determined banter. (To be continued.) )