Old Man Qin smiled, he has been eating at the Su family for so long, although he brought the food himself, he still bothered others to make it! He's embarrassed not to help.

Moreover, he really appreciates Su Aimin's craftsmanship, and feels that the two brothers of the Su family are decent in everything, and they are rare talents.

"Old man, where can I design it, it's all Tianze's credit!"

Su Aimin shook his head modestly and attributed all the credit to Qin Tianze.

Although Aiguo brought back a few furniture patterns, but the style was average, and the painting was not clear, he hesitated with the artwork and did not dare to start the work, Qin Tianze saw it, glanced at it casually and left, and brought him the artwork of these pieces of furniture the next day.

He painted it so well, not only the style, but also the carved patterns, with this detailed artwork, Su Aimin was very handy when he started making furniture, and he liked the effect he liked.

"Tianze?"

Qin Zhenjiang was shocked again, a pair of sharp eyes looked at his grandson, his eyes were puzzled, when did he have this ability?

How did the grandson become a genius when he broke his head?

Qin Tianze glanced at Su Aimin lightly, helping Su Aimin just because he was really good to Fubao, and Fubao was reluctant to see her father frowning, and took the little fat hand to smooth his eyebrows.

I can't see it myself, so I drew a few patterns casually, which is also worth taking out?

"Old man, you are really in time for the rain, tomorrow I will find a photo studio to come over to take pictures, don't say anything, thank you are in the wine, I toast you three glasses."

Su Aiguo's happy starry eyes were shining, rubbing his big hands excitedly, feeling that the old man was the noble man in his life, and he helped him a lot every time.

The smell of wine covered the aroma of meat, Su Baoer finally didn't have to swallow saliva, the little baby was sleepy when he was full, his eyelids were dipped, and he pouted his little fart~ and fell asleep on the pillow with his side face.

Qin Tianze looked at her with a smile, the little girl dreamed and clicked her mouth! A trace of shiny saliva flowed out of her pink little ~ mouth, and her cute appearance was simply lovely.

"Tianze, go home and sleep, and tomorrow grandpa will take you to worship your ancestors."

Qin Zhenjiang drank a little too much, when he was young, he was not drunk with a thousand cups, but after all, he was old, he hadn't drunk so much for a long time, he beckoned to his baby grandson, no matter how much he liked Fubao, he had to go home and sleep at night.

Qin Tianze heard his grandfather shouting to himself, and then he found that he was just looking at Fubao all night, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and took the initiative to help his grandfather who was a little stumbling.

"Good boy, do you still know how to honor grandpa?"

Qin Zhenjiang was almost moved to cry, raised his hand and rubbed his grandson's head vigorously and sighed.

A touch of emotion flashed on Qin Tianze's cold face, he had been half-asleep and half-awake when he was first reborn, always immersed in the pain of losing Bao'er, ignoring the whole family, letting them be tortured, and suffering with himself, he whispered:

"Grandpa, let's go home!"

"Okay, go home."

Hearing his grandson shouting grandpa, Qin Zhenjiang sniffed, why did he feel that his eyes were swollen?

The next morning, the loudspeaker in the village sounded at five o'clock, and from the loudspeaker came the infectious voice of Ma Dekui:

"Comrades, a year's hard work is now bearing fruit, no one can drop the chain, go to the field early after eating, the grain in the field is waiting for us to move back!"

Su Bao'er slept enough, sat up when she heard the shouting of the loudspeaker, and excitedly grabbed her small clothes and put them on, she also wanted to go to the harvest and experience the fun of harvest.

"Mother, eldest brother and second brother, come and see, Fubao can dress himself?"

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