Chapter 7: Strange Relatives

"Brother and sister, our family is like that, do you still want her to be in charge? After taking care of the brother-in-law, he still has to take care of his brother and daughter-in-law, and there is still so much land at home, do the tenants who turn back also have to find trouble? In case that person is admitted to the Jinshi and goes back to work as an official in other places, will she follow? Qiao Dayong gave his brother and daughter-in-law a roll of the eyes.

"Then she can manage a shop?" He didn't think Qingqing could be the proprietress of a small shop.

"Can't! But the shop is open in Kaifeng, and I can watch it. When I get old, Qingqing's son will be older, won't she have someone to take care of? Qiao Dayong said it confidently, and by the way, he also said, "I can't do it, and your family is safe!" Dare to bully Qingqing to try? ”

He Shi was stunned for a moment, thought about it and looked at the old man: "Dad, I think what the uncle said is right?" You see, I can't cook, and my mother is so worried that she can't sleep every day, so she will bring us something to eat if she has nothing to do. Qingqing's temperament is still shy, or don't stay away, right? ”

The old man lowered his head and thought for a while, "Ming'er's second family went to Mrs. Gu's house to deliver something, saying that Qingqing is still young, and we have to stay for a few more years." ”

"Yes, then I won't tell Qingqing anything. But uncle, if there is another case, it's really not called taking Qingqing. She's a girl, so she should learn how to cook and cook, right? He said busily.

Qiao Dayong glared at his brother and daughter-in-law, just now she supported herself, and now he really can't say that she is wrong, so he can only turn to Qiao Ye.

"Let's do it!" The old man drank the last bite of dumpling soup and looked at the plate that had just been green, "Then let's start tomorrow!" When I go to my aunt's house, I take her with me, and I can't see anyone. ”

"Huh? Father! Qiao Dayong jumped up, "Auntie's ......"

"You can't even know your relatives, right?" Qiao Ye didn't want to deal with him anymore, so he went back to his room with his hands behind his back.

"Pay attention tomorrow, my aunt is mean-spoken. Be careful, go and go back, don't eat. Qiao Dayong's face darkened.

"Well, I don't want to go either!" He thought about it, propped up his head, and had an expression of wanting to die. The mean aunt really has no good words in her mouth over the years.

Qiao Dayong had a dark face, didn't want to speak, and went out by himself.

In the backyard, Qingqing and An An sat together in the open space and looked at the sky, the two of them were actually very quiet, but the backs of one fat and one thin looked surprisingly harmonious.

Qiao Dayong sat beside his daughter, and also looked up at the sky in the backyard, the moon in the sky was only a small bend, and there were a few small stars on the side.

"See what?" Qiao Dayong sat next to his daughter, although he didn't know what was going on in his daughter's little head, but he was still happy to accompany her like this.

Think about it since Qingqing fell seriously ill five years ago, she has been like this. Xu has been bedridden because he has been sick for too long, so he began to like to read.

The more books you read, the smarter your brain will become. In the investigation of the case, he became his good helper. Although his father has not been very supportive, he thinks it is not good to let the girl show her head like this. But he really thinks that such a daughter is also very good.

Compared with the time when he was about to lose his daughter, for Qiao Dayong, as long as Qingqing is alive and as long as she is happy, he feels that it is enough.

"Grandpa is going to help me say kiss?" Qingqing looked sideways at her father.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's back. Tomorrow, I will follow my second aunt to my aunt's house to apologize. Qiao Dayong gently patted her bare forehead, "Why don't you learn to comb your hair first?" You look like a boy every day, making people laugh. ”

"Good!" Qingqing smiled and agreed softly.

"Uncle, why do you have to be laughed at like a boy?" An An looked up at them, he really didn't understand.

"If you comb a girl's hair and go out, will you be laughed at?" Qiao Dayong tapped his nephew's head.

"Oh, but I think my sister looks good with this hair?" An An looked left and right, "If she combs my mother's hair, I may feel unaccustomed." ”

"Just get used to it." Qiao Dayong gave him a roll of his eyes, got up and patted his pants, "Let's go, I'll send you back." ”

"Let him stay with the second aunt for one night, right?" Qingqing said hurriedly.

"No, I'll be back in two days." The little fat man hurriedly jumped down the steps.

"Go and say goodbye to my grandfather and go back." Qingqing gently patted the soil on his body, took An An's little hand, and said softly.

"Hmm!" An An nodded, and hurriedly raised her head and looked at Qingqing nervously, "Sister, you have to go to your aunt's house tomorrow, you have to dress better." Every time I went, my aunt and grandmother looked at me like Hanako. ”

"Whatever you wear, she thinks you're called Hanako." Qiao Dayong sighed lightly.

"Why, Grandpa never let me see that one?" Qingqing couldn't help but ask.

She hadn't seen her aunt for as long as she could remember. She only heard her father and second aunt talk about him, and they both revealed deep disgust.

But the old man is also very strange, he became a widow ten years ago and returned to Beijing. Her children are also said to have been officials in other places, but they never returned. Even the New Year's gifts were sent by my aunt and grandmother in Beijing, not from other places.

The strangest thing she thought was that she was a very close relative, why her grandfather had never let her see him. Even An An has seen it, why hasn't he seen it?

"You're daddy's baby, of course you can't let that person find fault." Qiao Dayong shook his head.

"Then when my dad comes back, I'll ask him why he let me go. Am I not his baby? An An was furious.

"Well, good, go find him!" Qiao Dayong nodded and looked up at the sky, "Alas! When will her son take her in? ”

"We're all annoyed with her, and her daughter-in-law must be even more annoyed." An An couldn't help but speak.

"Who taught you?" Qingqing glanced down at An An in surprise.

"Alas, I'm an apprentice in the mortuary!" An An gave her a roll of the eyes, but immediately, Qingqing gave An An a violent shudder, An An touched her chubby head, "Okay, I was wrong." ”

"Remember what your grandfather said before the meal?" Qingqing sighed lightly and said slowly.

"I'm about to get beaten in the mouth!" An An's brain is not bad, thinking about it, he said busily.

"When you want to speak, think about it." Qingqing said softly.

"Oh, okay!" An An said obediently, "Sister, you better learn to cook first, right?" I think cooking is more important than combing my hair? ”

"People have what they are good at and what they are not good at, and not everyone can learn it. That's technical work! There is also the ability to do it, which is different from doing it well; It is not the same thing as being delicious! Actually, I'd love to learn how to cook! Qingqing thought about it seriously and said softly.

"Alright! I may also have things that I can't learn, and I can't force everything. An An nodded.