"Master Qin Guanhai has been here a few times, and he has called the information on the situation in your home a few times."

"Not only your information, but also your relatives, maybe you want to make a more detailed submission."

Kuilou was where the post city site was located, Qin Tian glanced at it, and remembered what Xiao Luo of the site had said to him before.

Combined with what Zhou Long had just said, Qin Tian became more and more puzzled, "Is it really an uncle?" Why didn't he just ask my mother for my family's information? ”

With the confusion along the way, the home lamp is already in sight.

Qin Tian scratched the back of his head and decided to find an opportunity to ask his uncle.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Yao Mulan was already asleep, and there were a lot of New Year's goods and gifts in the living room, neatly stacked.

Qin Tian calculated the time, and only then did he find that the New Year would be in less than ten days.

Brushing his teeth, wiping his face and washing his feet, Qin Tian got into the cold quilt and tossed for a long time before he warmed up.

On the 24th day of the lunar month, dust and wash the room, and the remaining days are dried in the cured meat, incense is burned, and rice cakes are steamed.

On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Qin Tian got up and pasted the Spring Festival couplet at home, set off a long hanging firecracker, and picked up his mother to the car.

The uncle's house is in Zhenjiang, and it takes about three or four hours to drive to arrive, so Qin Tian decided to leave earlier so that he could have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with relatives and friends there.

Yao Mulan sat next to her very nervously, and kept playing with her sideburns.

"Mom, it's already very beautiful, I'm going to get it, the eldest aunt and the second aunt are not at the same level as you at all!"

"Go, go, concentrate on driving your car, and leave me alone."

The corners of Qin Tian's mouth raised, "Okay." ”

Out of the post city on the highway, probably because of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it is not particularly blocked.

There are basically no private cars, but buses pass by from time to time, and the faces of the people displayed in the windows are full of joy, and the home is closer.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Tian and Yao Mulan arrived in Zhenjiang.

At this time, most people have already pasted the Spring Festival couplets and prepared the ingredients for the evening.

The sound of crackling firecrackers mixed with the tempting aroma of food crashed straight into the ears and noses of passers-by, Qin Tian sniffed deeply, "Uncle is waiting for us at home?" ”

"Probably not, they might still be waiting at the station to pick us up." Yao Mulan said.

"Then go to the station," Qin Tian identified the direction, turned left and right three or five streets, and the Zhenjiang Bus Terminal was already in sight.

This is far more lively than the street, one by one the dusty returnees carrying large bags and small bags hugging their wives and children who have been left at home, laughing and crying.

"Mom, stay in the car, there are too many people, I'll go find my uncle." Qin Tian said.

"Hmm."

Waiting for the parking lot cars to be lined up again and again, Qin Tian saw his uncle's car at a glance, full of gold and red paint all over the body, and next to him was a woman about thirty years old with heavy makeup, she was looking impatiently left and right, and from time to time she complained fiercely to the people in the car.

Qin Tian frowned, this was his eldest aunt.

Getting closer, Qin Tian shouted, "Hello aunt." ”

"Oh, it's finally here, but when I'm dead, what about your mother? Lost? "My aunt is anxious, and she is even more anxious to speak.

"How, how to talk?!" A middle-aged man's voice rang out inside the car.

The window was ajar, and the man who spoke poked his head out and pointed out with a tongue wide accusatory.

The strong smell of wine dispersed, and Qin Tian's nose twitched.

"Hello uncle, my mother is outside." Qin Tian said.

This is his uncle, a man who is addicted to alcohol, even at such a place moment, he still poured a big sip of liquor.

"Oh, don't drink it, we're leaving."

"Drink, don't drink, drink or not."

Qin Tian glanced at his uncle and laughed weirdly, I see.

The eldest aunt looked left and right, "Then get in the car, let's pick her up outside." ”

"We're coming by car, aunt, you lead the way, and we'll follow." Qin Tian said.

"Oh, what a lot of money, my own family still doesn't know the situation of your mother, why bother."

Qin Tian smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "You invite first, I'll go to the door to drive." ”

Turning around and withdrawing a few steps, Qin Tian heard a surprise exclamation from his eldest aunt.

Turning around, the eldest aunt ran a few steps quickly, and saw a wallet picked up not far away.

Qin Tian looked at the uncle who was sitting in the car and was pouring himself wine, and rubbed the seal ring, "Interesting." ”

After driving for more than an hour, the two-story building of my uncle's house arrived.

Qin Tian opened the car door, first helped his mother get out of the car, and then ran to his aunt to help put his uncle, who was full of alcohol, into the house.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the room, all of them were the immediate family members of Qin Tian's mother, and Qin Tian had almost forgotten about it.

Since my father's death, except for a few Chinese New Year's Eve dinners, I don't seem to have much connection with my mother.

First, the distance is far away, and secondly, Yao Mulan herself doesn't want to survive in her mother's house, and she doesn't want Qin Tian to suffer from the white eyes from here, so Qin Tian is not very close to her mother's relatives.

But after all, it is also a family, although they are not familiar with it and do not like it, Qin Tian still sees them one by one, Yao Mulan talks with everyone very happily, maybe so many expensive gifts and New Year's goods are still very effective as stepping stones and face.

"Oh my God, grandma heard that you studied medicine? That's not very good, it's hard to find a job, it's hard! ”

"Yes, yes, now that the contradiction between doctors and patients is so prominent, you have to think more about your mother, the salary is low and tired, why don't you go back and run the project with your uncle?"

Qin Tian's face was as usual and he listened to the "care" from the seven aunts and eight aunts, and was noncommittal.

"Then you don't know, Tian'er's medical skills are amazing now, he was almost too busy to leave before he came here, the car was given to him by one of his patients, and the New Year's goods we brought this time were also earned by Tian'er!"

Yao Mulan showed off happily, her eyebrows narrowed happily at the same time.

"Really? Don't go the wrong way," Grandma asked, trembling.

"No, I'll look at him," Yao Mulan hurriedly responded, "Why don't you let Tian'er help you take a look?" ”

"No, no, no, I have a personal doctor, who will come every week to help me confirm my condition, and my front foot has just walked," my grandmother waved her hand and coughed twice.

Qin Tian smiled kindly, "Grandma, the doctor that my uncle helped you find is not very good, he can't cure your asthma, and the medicine is also wrong." ”

He couldn't see his mother so low-voiced, let alone the awkward conversation between his mother and these rich relatives. (To be continued.) )