Before dinner, someone from the Liu family came, and it was still the same Mama Huang, holding a tray covered with red silk cloth in her hand. was led to Qingqing's study, Qingqing didn't get up, and just nodded when he looked at him.

"Miss is in a hurry, this is Madame's makeup for Miss." Mama Huang carefully put the tray on Qingqing's desk.

"Did they put makeup on my mother?" Qingqing didn't look at what was in the tray, just looked up at the old man who obviously knew a lot of things.

"That ......" Mama Huang lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Qingqing, "Miss is so smart, please don't embarrass the old slave." ”

"Have they seen my mother?" Qingqing nodded and asked again.

Mama Huang pursed her lips and raised her head, then smiled at Qingqing.

"It was a portrait of my mother, drawn in the memory of my father, who didn't want me to forget her. Take it back! Qingqing pointed to the portrait in her study.

Mama Huang looked up at the painting and chuckled for a while, "It's really like it, you painted it?" ”

"Yes!" Qingqing looked at Mama Huang, "So you've seen her." ”

"I've seen it a few times from afar! The eldest girl is very much like Mrs. when she is studying, but her temperament is more like Mrs. Yang. She was a smarter and happier child. Madame thinks it's better! Mama Huang smiled lightly and said softly.

"yes, I think so too." Qingqing smiled, seeing that Mama Huang didn't pick up the painting, "So you don't want to take the portrait back?" ”

"The past is gone! The old man and the lady are old. Mama Huang bowed again.

"yes, let's get over it! I'm married to an ordinary family, so I don't need to add makeup. Thank you, ma'am, for me. Qingqing nodded again and smiled lightly.

Mama Huang didn't feel surprised, and followed Qingqing with a flattering smile: "Miss, why don't you see what it is?" ”

"You're welcome, I really didn't think I was missing anything. Thank you! Qingqing shook her head, but said calmly.

Mama Huang still opened the red silk on it, and there was an ancient book on it.

"You're welcome, books are for me to read, not to hide. So precious ancient books are of little use to me. Qingqing still shook her head.

"It's ......"

"The handwritten juan book of the Han Dynasty looks like it should be an imitation. The color of Juanben is wrong, and the book should not be more than thirty years old; Second, the law of the Han Dynasty is also incorrect; Third, the book uses silk thread, which should have been used at that time. Qingqing smiled and shook her head with a sigh.

Mama Huang looked at Qingqing blankly, but she still covered it with red silk, bowed to Qingqing, and retreated by herself.

Qingqing shook his head with a smile, looked down at the book again, and now he has not opened a store, so it is really a problem to be too idle.

"Come and help me choose the food." Yue Wenqin entered the house, took two cabbage blues in his hand, and Xiao Zi took two horses in, and then withdrew with a smile.

Qingqing looked left and right, she was the only one in the study, thinking that she seemed to have studied, she came out from behind the desk, sat opposite Yue Wenqin, took a green vegetable and looked at it, "Bought hot spring dishes again?" ”

"Well, what else? If you want to be impressed, we can also buy hot spring dishes. In addition to being expensive, the point is that it is difficult to buy well. "Yue Wenqin's fingers are very beautiful, and his movements are also very beautiful.

"How do I do this?"

"This dish is so fresh, of course it has to be eaten raw, and we make pickles. I bought a good yellow sauce and made it again, grandpa should like to eat it. You can continue to drink porridge and eat crepes in the evening. Yue Wenqin has already thought about it.

"Won't it be cold?" Good pickles, the dish should be crispy. If the dish is crispy, it should be soaked in ice water. It's so cold, and you must be sad to eat a dish soaked in ice water.

"Rest assured, the sauce is hot. The cake is also hot, and the meat is being stewed, and you can eat it with meat, vegetables and sauce when you turn around. An An must like it! Yue Wenqin is always happy when he talks about eating.

"You don't seem to have told me about your parents, but you did tell me about your master." Qingqing said softly.

"Miss, I don't remember much about Master. But also, even if An An is with his master every day, he must still be the favorite person of you. Yue Wenqin shook his head when he thought about it, "What if I'm an orphan?" ”

"If you're an orphan, it's more likely to have a surname." Qingqing said softly.

"Alas!" Yue Wenqin thought about it, "What is my surname, will you not marry?" ”

"It should be said, now whatever your surname is, I will also marry!" Qingqing chuckled and lowered her head to pick up the dish.

"Why are you so unhappy today?" Yue Wenqin actually came in for this, if she was really in a good mood today, he would concentrate on his own business.

"Knowing something, and then feeling bad." Qingqing still lowered her head and said softly.

"You're just fake smart, have you ever wondered why your dad likes me?" Yue Wenqin gave her a roll of her eyes, and she didn't need to answer, "It's because I'm so stupid, I don't care about anything except being good to you." People are happy when they are stupid! ”

"But there is no real secret in the world, and I really feel that everyone is fighting with a cannon in their arms, and who knows when it will explode. The artillery battle on my side has already burned the letter, and I don't know what the result will be. You're the same too, who knows when you're going to burn! Qingqing let out a long sigh.

"Whether my artillery will blow up or not, only God knows. As for you, I don't know anything, but I think you're thinking too much. People invited you to go, and now they come to deliver things, all to show favor to you, or to the Qiao family. The overture may not necessarily be goodwill, but at present, they say that they don't want to tear their faces with the Qiao family. So what are you worried about? Yue Wenqin thought with his toenails that it was related to the Liu family, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"They are my own grandparents!" Qingqing looked outside, leaned into Yue Wenqin's ear and said softly.

Yue Wenqin raised his head and looked at Qingqing blankly.

"Isn't this day and age time to take children very seriously? Sending their own children out and then telling everyone that they don't have children, how can their family let them go? My dad is no longer married, and my grandfather will be okay to talk about it. How could they do that? Doesn't anyone care? Qingqing couldn't help but spit out, she had been thinking about this since she really came back from the Liu family, and the more she talked, the more angry she became.

"That's it!" Yue Wenqin didn't care about anything else, and was busy appeasing Qingqing first.

"Say something useful." Qingqing glared at them angrily.

"You're so smart and you don't even think about it, how could I know. Come, help me make the dough cake and tell you that the dough is actually fried with some hot vermicelli in it, which is very delicious. I'll do it for you alone. Yue Wenqin hurriedly took her hand and prepared to take her out.

"Xiao Yue!" Qingqing stomped her feet.

"Your mother doesn't care what her surname was before, she ended up with the surname Joe. No one can change the fact that you are the daughter of the Qiao family, grandfather, father, second uncle, second aunt, me, and An An are all true. Yue Wenqin took her hand and asked her to pinch her face to make her feel real.