Mother He saw that her niece's face was not very good, and she saw that the wine glass in front of her was empty, so she hurriedly asked her son to pour her some wine: "Since the alcohol content is not high, Yanyan, you can also drink a little." ”

That's not enough.

Zhang Yan angrily snatched the wine bottle and poured herself a full glass. I took a sip, it tasted really good, and I drank it one bite after another.

In front of He Qingdong, Mother He couldn't say anything, but she couldn't help but secretly blame her niece for not being sensible, and the guests hadn't drunk much, but you drank it unceremoniously.

It wasn't until Zhang Yan finished drinking one cup and was about to pour a second cup that He Mu couldn't help but stop her:

"Yanyan, no matter how low the alcohol content of this wine is, it is also wine, if you drink too much, you will still get drunk, don't you have to go to work tomorrow? Don't drink too much, come and come, eat vegetables, and taste the taste of pork knuckles in sauce made by my second aunt? Ah Qing, you can eat too, don't be polite, just treat it as if you were in your own home......"

Zhang Yan reacted at this time, she had just made a mess in front of the male god.

Busy sitting upright, she took small bites of the nearest vegetarian dishes, and pushed away the sauce pig's feet that He Mu had caught in her bowl.

How can you eat something so greasy and need to be grasped by your hands in front of the male god?

Who knows, He Qingdong didn't look at her at all, while chatting along the topic of He's father and mother, while paying attention to Xiao Nizi on the left.

Seeing that the dishes in her bowl were finished, she took the initiative to scoop a bowl of soup for her, and sandwiched a sauce pig's knuckle for her to gnaw slowly.

Seeing this, He Xidong on the other side always felt that this style of painting was wrong, but he looked up at the others, chatting and drinking, as if he was the only one who noticed that there was something wrong with this style of painting, could it really be that he was thinking too much?

But then, when he saw He Qingdong sandwiching a piece of sauce pig's feet for He Mu on the other side, and thoughtfully asked her if she wanted to add some more wine, he dispelled the doubts in his heart.

It should be that he thinks too much, maybe it's because of habit, and he has always taken care of the people around him.

He Qingdong was relieved to see that his future brother-in-law finally stopped staring at him with Guli's strange eyes.

Who is going to sue him, in the end, all the elder brothers, are so thoughtful and difficult to deal with; Or is this one he encountered, one of the most difficult and difficult to deal with?

At the end of a meal, except for Zhang Yan, who kept thinking about it, it can be said that he didn't know the taste of food, and everyone else ate quite happily.

Full of wine and food, He Qingdong accompanied He's father and grandfather to chat about current affairs and news for a while, and then got up to say goodbye.

Mother He asked her son and daughter to go down and send them off.

Zhang Yan didn't know if she had drunk too much wine or was bold, so she jumped out and said, "I'll send Brother Aqing with Dongzi and Weiwei." ”

Speaking of which, she is indeed a few years younger than He Qingdong, and it is understandable to call him "brother".

What does it mean to just take the initiative to ask for delivery?

He Mu frowned, trying to find an excuse to stop her.

He Qingdong spoke: "You don't have to send it, my car is outside, and it won't take a few steps to arrive." ”

Although he really wanted Xiao Nizi to send it, there was a future brother-in-law in the middle, and a big cousin who couldn't figure out the situation, so he would rather go by himself.

Hengzhu is going to date Xiao Nizi tomorrow, so I'm not in a hurry.

"Your car? Didn't you come by taxi? Zhang Yan blurted out in confusion.

She obviously saw him and his cousin get out of the taxi, and took things from the trunk of the taxi, so she couldn't have seen the private car as a taxi, right? If you are really wrong, it means that the male god is really not a poor bastard, which one would say that it is a poor bastard who can afford to drive a private car? As for the lack of a mobile phone, maybe I haven't bought a new one if I used it.

Zhang Yan comforted herself, and strengthened her determination to chase the male god.

Unexpectedly, He Qingdong not only did not refute her, but also nodded along with her words: "Well, I came by taxi." ”

Except for He Wei, the He family treated him as a joke.

His jeep, the He family has not only seen, but also sit, how could it be a taxi.

But Zhang Yan took it seriously and stood there dumbfounded.

Ha? Coming by taxi? No way?

It's been a long time, he's a taxi driver, but he doesn't look like it......

Do you want to chase after it?

Although his appearance is completely in line with the image of the male god in her mind, if the family is really poor haha, she doesn't want to marry.

She vowed to marry a rich man, so she didn't want to spend her life with a taxi driver.

Thinking that after getting married, she was thinking about the east and the west all day long for trivial things, Zhang Yan shuddered. She doesn't want to be like her mother, living in mediocrity all her life, saving this and that, and in the end, she may not be able to save much money.

She's going to marry a rich man! Marry a rich man! Marry a rich man! Important words to say three times. After reciting it silently three times in his heart, he shook his head vigorously, intending to shake off his good impression of He Qingdong, and vigorously hypnotized himself: no matter how handsome, cool and stylish he looks, he can't eat it as a meal. Not only can you not eat, but you may not have anything to eat......

And in order to be able to eat well, eat well, and live a comfortable life, she is determined to marry a rich man. On the basis of money, it would be great if you could choose a handsome and eye-catching male god who could overwhelm the audience when he brought it out......

Alas, why didn't she meet the young, golden, and charismatic CEO in the novel?

Zhang Yan is still immersed in the pink fantasy she created, and the He family has already sent He Qingdong back. It didn't go far, it was delivered to the door of the downstairs unit.

"Second aunt, the one named Ah Qing just now really drove a taxi?" Zhang Yan did not give up chasing after He's mother for verification.

She's really unrelenting. I always felt that he was not a taxi driver. Except that the car is indeed a taxi, in any other way, which means that he is a taxi driver? Not at all like it, okay.

Mother He was afraid that her niece would run to pester He Qingdong, everyone said that there was a good girl, you are an unmarried girl, what do you look like when you rush forward, so she simply followed her words "um", and didn't say anything more, turned around and urged a pair of children to take turns to wash and sleep.

Zhang Yan returned to her room disappointed, hugged the pillow and pouted, and the good mood of the night was gone.

When I looked up at the white wall opposite, I thought of the three embroidered paintings that had been exchanged for cash, and I thought that I would be able to get the money from the director tomorrow, and my mood was finally much better.

Although the three embroidery paintings only sold for 5,000 yuan together, the director's attitude towards her was much better.

Unlike before, Cheng Tian had a straight face as a late mother, as if he owed her money and didn't pay it back. As soon as I got the embroidery painting today, I looked at the director's mean face, and immediately laughed like a chrysanthemum, and took the initiative to sell it to her for 5,000 yuan.

She wants to sell more, didn't she say that just one piece could be worth 10,000 yuan? Even if you can't sell so much, the three of them add up, and you can always sell for 10,000 pieces, right? But if you insist on not selling, will you have to look at the director's late face again? After thinking about it again, Zhang Yan still decided to sell.

Earn less and earn less, at least after the embroidery was given to the director, the director took more care of her. In the afternoon, seeing that she was sleepy and ignorant, he took the initiative to let her go back to the department to rest, and patted her on the shoulder and promised to recommend her to the hospital. In this way, his chances of staying in the Second Courtyard of Qing City are much greater.

It's just that......

Looking at the bare wall, Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel a little weak.

If the second aunt finds that the embroidery is missing, what excuse should they make?

The wall is so white, and there are three holes in the expansion screws on it, it is easy for the second aunt to see the abnormality.

Why don't Ming'er get three ordinary Mei Lanju decorative paintings to hang?

It is a day to be able to drag it out. Anyway, 5,000 yuan is in hand, and it is a small meaning to buy three ordinary paintings.

However, without waiting for her to buy three ordinary decorative paintings of similar style and hang them on the bare wall, He Mu found out.

Can you not find out?

She is a housewife who cleans the house every day, and she knows exactly what is in the corner.

What's more, these three embroidered paintings were specially hung to decorate when the niece was going to stay at home for three months and temporarily converted the study into a guest room.

The expansion screws were made by He's father, and the painting was completed by his daughter when she was learning embroidery in the Yuxiu Pavilion, and it was framed and hung up.

Every time I come to clean, I will use a feather duster to remove the dust on my head.

Just yesterday, I didn't come in to clean it, because my niece was surprised by the fact that she "not only got up early in the morning, but also cleaned up the room", so that when I had breakfast and cleaned up, I didn't go in to clean up again.

It's not that my niece is clean enough and doesn't need her to help clean it up, but I'm afraid that my niece has an idea in her heart, and she has already cleaned up, and she has to go in and clean up, is it because she doesn't clean up?

Even if He Mu has this meaning, she will not come out at this time, and what you do has to be done step by step, right?

Since her niece listened to her and began to change her bad habits, even if she resented it in her heart, she would never hit her at this time. What if the blow makes her take her burden and quit?

But in fact, I didn't do it without a blow. In other words, after only one day, it was back to its original state.

He's mother waited for the workers to go to work and go to school (cough, her daughter was abducted to date by a guy with a serious appearance and a black belly inside, and the mother was still kept in the dark at this time, and said that her daughter, like her son, went to school after breakfast), cleaned up the dining room and kitchen, and then began to mop the floor room by room.

Pushing open the door of the study, the original intention was to open the window for ventilation, but unexpectedly, the niece didn't clean up the room at all, and the mess was as good as before yesterday.

He Mu really didn't know what to say.

Talk to her like you did before? But what if you haven't finished talking about it yet, and you're going to run away from home?

Forget it. In the final analysis, it's not his daughter, and it won't be his turn to be disliked by her husband's family in the future.

It is not a month until the end of the internship in late June, and when the Bodhisattva makes an offering, it will only be a few days, and it will be over.

After thinking about it like this, He Mu turned around and took a rag and mop from the bathroom, and neatly cleaned up the messy room.

The beds are tied, the floors are mopped, the cabinets and chairs are neatly arranged, wiped clean, and then dusted.

The feather duster in his hand subconsciously wiped it off the wall, and suddenly, He Mu was stunned in place.

What about painting?

What about the three paintings embroidered by her daughter? Where did it go?

I looked at the three expansion screws on the wall for a long time, and the only reason I could think of was that my daughter temporarily took them to Yuxiu Pavilion.

But after thinking about it, if it was really taken by her daughter, she wouldn't tell her family.

And it happened in the past two days, the day before yesterday when she was doing hygiene, she remembered that the painting was still there, yesterday and today, and I didn't hear my daughter mention going to Yuxiu Pavilion.

However, He Mu wondered how complicated it was, but she didn't think about how complicated this matter was.

There are four people in the family, plus five nieces, so don't you know if you ask casually at dinner?

So, after she cleaned up her home, she went to the store.

……

He Wei was abducted into a car by someone early in the morning and went on a date to go to the bird.

In fact, in her opinion, going to Dom Mountain to pick cherries is also a date, but a certain uncle was stunned and said that it didn't count, she had to watch a movie, go shopping, eat food, or go to the park or amusement park hand in hand.

I don't know where I saw the strategy, I have to implement the word dating so rigidly.

He Qingdong has done thorough market research on this date, of course, it is not him who actually did the research, but Lao Wu, but how to say that he initiated it, didn't he?

First, watch a movie.

The cinema must choose a good environment, a good mood, no partition between the couples, and there will be no annoying aunts shouting when they are cleared.

Eat after watching the movie.

The restaurant should also choose a good environment, good atmosphere, and it is best to have a small box for couples, no matter how long you eat, no one will disturb you.

After eating and shopping.

Skip this for now. When it's time to eat, ask Xiao Nizi where she wants to go. Anyway, today is hers.

Of course, she is also his.

It's a pity that Uncle He thinks it's too good.

When I first arrived at the cinema, I hadn't even taken a ticket to enter, but I ran into Zhao Shirong and Limingyue, who were familiar with He Wei.

After the beginning of the year, the two finally made a public statement and came together, like a pair of young people who have just set foot in love, in the hot love period of honey and oil. While preparing for the wedding date, it is as if you want to go through all the love steps that young people like. On the other hand, the first marriage of the two was not so romantic.

Seeing He Wei walking into the cinema by He Qingdong's little hand, Zhao Shirong, who was about to buy a ticket, was stunned.

"Isn't that Xiao He? Who is that man? I remember that Xiao He only graduated from junior high school this year, right? That's ...... That's ...... What's that? ”

Zhao Shirong felt that his brain was instantly bad.

Dawn Moon gave him a slap in the face of a hand crutch, "Why are you reacting like this?" If you don't know, you are Xiaohe's father, so you ...... so wide"

Zhao Shirong scratched his head wryly, "I'm not worried about her, she's still so young, don't you be deceived...... No way! I have to look at the situation, even if it's really her object, call me uncle at her, and I have to check for her anyway. As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured to He Wei: "Hey! Xiao He-"

Dawn Moon held her forehead speechlessly. R1152