Guo Shibao couldn't hold back and cried loudly.

I haven't seen my little brother cry for a few days, and the brothers thought that the little brother had changed sex, but I didn't expect the crying bag to be still a crying bag, crying louder and more explosive than before.

Guo Qibao was busy coaxing his younger brother, "Don't cry, don't cry, the officers and soldiers in the town have lost their minds, what's the matter with you, what are you crying about?" His subordinates secretly worked hard and twisted Guo Shibao.

Guo Shibao was in pain and wanted to cry even more.

But thinking that his second brother was lying, in order to try to fulfill the lie, he could only be aggrieved: "I was just scared." ”

What is the ...... I'm afraid that even the little sister at home won't believe it, right? The brothers secretly looked at Qin Lu.

Seeing that Qin Lu didn't seem to care, he handed a clean handkerchief to Guo Shibao, "Wipe it clean and drink a cup of tea." ”

Guo Shibao was moved in his heart, even Brother Qi screwed himself, only Brother Qin was good to himself, seeing how clean this handkerchief was, it was slippery and slippery on his face, it was very comfortable.

He nodded obediently, suppressed his tears, took the teacup and brought it to his mouth, Guo Erbao wanted to stop it, but Guo Shibao had already taken a sip.

Guo Shibao: Can I throw up?

He quietly looked at Qin Lu, and when he saw Qin Lu looking at him, he didn't dare to vomit, so he could only swallow this bitter tea.

Guo Erbao's eyes were full of worry, "What, no matter how you say it, I also know each other, although what he did was not good, I can't die without help." Brother Qin, how can you prevent him from going crazy? ”

Qin Lu said casually: "The more people around him care about him and tolerate him, then he will be more cheerful." It's best to rely on him for everything, don't stop him from doing anything, and try his best to help. ”

Nine people keep it in mind.

……

After the nine people left, Lin Anan walked into the house and saw Qin Lu cleaning up the tea set, she glanced at the tea leaves that were thrown away, was slightly surprised, and sniffed, "Eh, what did you add to the tea leaves?" ”

Qin Lu hugged his little daughter-in-law and chuckled softly in her ear, and the low laughter was like a cello.

"I can't hide anything from you. They disturbed us, and I just punished them a little and made them suffer a little. ”

"You ......" Lin Anan shook his head helplessly, "It's too bad." ”

"I'm not bad for you." His lips were close to Lin An'an's ears, and Lin An'an's ears were tickled by the gentle breath he spit out, and he hurriedly pushed his head away, "Don't mess with you, you can help me see, how is this word written?" ”

Lin Anan unfolded the rice paper, and Qin Lu's name was written on it.

Although it is only two words, the horizontal and vertical skimming are quite regular, and it took a lot of effort to practice the stroke.

"Very good." Qin Lu did not hesitate to praise.

Lin Anan was happy, "I want to write my own style." ”

Qin Lu looked at the decent words, couldn't bear to hit the little daughter-in-law, and said against his will: "It's already very good, I want to have your own demeanor and temperament soon." ”

Lin Anan stared at him suspiciously, "You didn't lie to me, did you?" ”

Qin Lu smiled awkwardly.

"Don't answer, just laugh, what do you mean?" Lin Anan said sullenly: "I know you lied to me!" In fact, I also know that every three years and five years, it is basically impossible to practice calligraphy and write your own style. ”

Qin Lu reached out to hold her hand, and used his big bony hands to help her massage her fingers little by little, rubbing each of her knuckles, and said with some distress: "There's no need to work so hard, your hands are about to get calloused." ”

The little daughter-in-law has been working too hard lately, which seems a little abnormal.