Jiang Yuwan's smile shrouded in a beautiful halo under the light, "There is no need for Yongquan to reciprocate, we didn't think of asking you to reciprocate when we took care of you, and ...... What can you give us in return for our family's situation? ”

Ye Qinghe didn't speak, but in the darkness that no one saw, his fists were slightly retracted.

Jiang Yuwan continued to say in her characteristic gentle voice, "My requirements are not high, as long as the family is harmonious, their father and son get along well, and Yiting suffers less flesh and skin, so I hope you don't provoke the relationship between their father and son during the time you live in our house." ”

Borrow.

Ye Qinghe's ears were full of Jiang Yuwan's soft voice swirling, and the clearest of them was the word "borrowing......

She stared at the buckle on the neckline of Jiang Yuwan's delicately embroidered skirt, and there was a firm strength in her equally soft voice, "Aunt Xiao, don't worry, I won't do that." ”

"That's good......" Jiang Yuwan's chin rose slightly, and the smile became more and more beautiful, "As for the pocket money, what you are holding is also our Xiao family's money, in the end, the Xiao family's money is not Yiting's in the end?" You're a smart girl, Uncle Shaw gave you the money, you should know how to do it. ”

"......" In Ye Qinghe's sight, the dark green emerald buckle pattern gradually became blurred.

"Yes." She finally replied.

Jiang Yuwan nodded slightly, "What a smart child, let's rest early." ”

Seeing Jiang Yuwan's back elegantly passing through the hall, she lowered her eyebrows, and another gentle woman's face appeared in front of her, and the call of "Little Lotus, Little Lotus" seemed to be close to her ears, her eyes were slightly hot, and the mist clouded her lenses.

When she returned to the room, Xiao Chengzhuo was already waiting for her.

Xiao Chengzhuo, who was young, seemed to feel very keen, so he was very well-behaved when he was doing the questions, and after finishing his homework, a pair of big eyes flickered, revealing sympathy that he shouldn't have at this age, "Sister, Cheng Zhuo will protect you, if you have any grievances, just talk to Cheng Zhuo." ”

Ye Qinghe's heart moved, a warm wetness enveloped his heart, and he touched Xiao Chengzhuo's head with a smile, "Silly, I'm not wronged, Uncle Xiao's family is so good to me, am I so wronged?" ”

Xiao Chengzhuo flattened his mouth, "Of course the eldest brother is good, but the sister-in-law and Xiao Yiting ......"

As the two of them spoke, the door of the room was kicked open with a loud noise.

Looking back, I saw Xiao Yiting angrily break in, slammed a stack of papers on the desk, and shouted at Ye Qinghe, "Write!" Four hours! ”

Ye Qinghe's eyes fell on the desk, and what he threw on the table was a stack of brush and calligraphy paper, of course, there was also a brush, the cover of the pen fell off by him, and the ink stained the white paper.

She heard Uncle Xiao say that his son has an impetuous temperament, so he has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, not asking him to become everyone, just to sharpen his heart. But what did he mean by that? Let her write?

"Don't pretend to be innocent! If it weren't for you, my dad would have punished me for writing for four hours? "Xiao Yiting looks like it's all your fault, so she deserves to bear this punishment.