In the backyard, the old man was still turning the iron walnuts in his hand, and he was very careful that the two walnuts would not let them meet, so as not to break their lines.

Yue Wenqin was a little scared when he saw the old man like this, he didn't do anything, right?

"Qingqing suspects that the murderer is going to kill you, you know this!" Qiao Dayong gave the old man a cup of tea before sitting down, chuckling and saying.

"Let me leave Qiao's house?"

"No, if you let you go, you are really dead, what face does the Qiao family have in Kaifeng Mansion." Qiao Dayong shook his head, these were the words that the old man said when he knew that Yue Wenqin was the target of the murderer during the day. This is the Kaifeng Qiao family, because they were afraid of being affected, so they drove people out, no matter whether Yue Wenqin died or not, the face of the Qiao family was swept to the end. The Qiao family can't be planted like this!

"Oh, great, thank you, then I don't want to divide it, you guys give me a salary!" Yue Wenqin hurriedly said that he just didn't remember himself, but it didn't mean that he didn't know how to write the word 'death'.

"Two different things! You really just don't remember yourself now, do you? The old man finally put down his walnuts and looked at Yue Wenqin.

"I don't know, it seems like I've forgotten about myself at the moment." Yue Wenqin looked at the old man's eyes, startled, and replied a little cautiously, but beads of sweat slid down his forehead. For the first time, he really felt that the old man was the soul of this family!

Under the old man's gaze, Yue Wenqin really had a feeling of thorns in his back.

"I'll try to remember!" Yue Wenqin felt that he had to say something.

"Alright, let's get out! It doesn't matter how you want to live your life. The old man finally nodded.

Yue Wenqin hurriedly saluted before withdrawing. Of course, it's better not to be so fast.

Qiao Dayong waited for him to go out before he looked back at the old man and didn't dare to speak.

"The people of the Ximen family are going to Beijing?" The old man picked up the two walnuts again, took one in one hand, and kneaded them gently.

"Yes, that's what Tetsu-sama meant." Qiao Dayong thought for a moment and nodded.

Qiao Ye was still gently kneading the walnuts.

"By the way, everything that Lord Tie says to you, tell me again." The old man still looked at the bright red walnuts in his palms.

Qiao Dayong thought about it carefully, and remembered every detail after he entered the house, and it was not because he was not a member of Qiao's family that he could get mixed up to catch heads. Once by himself, he already knew what his father was asking. But he recounted the conversation one by one.

"Now the lord seems to be anxious about the affairs of the West Market." The old man smiled, and finally put down the walnuts, which were packed in cotton bags and rubbed gently.

Qiao Dayong didn't dare to speak, and waited quietly.

"How are you?" The old man gently wiped the walnuts through the cloth bag.

"Why don't you copy the drunken shade! Whatever he wants, we give it to him. Save saying that our Qiao family is arrogant. Qiao Dayong smiled.

"Dayong, why don't I dare to come back at such an old age?" Qiao Ye sighed lightly, a little helpless.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" Qiao Dayong didn't dare to sit down, and stood honestly in front of the old man.

"The Qiao family has existed for thousands of years because we understand the rules and abide by the rules." Qiao Ye looked up at him coldly.

"Yes!" Qiao Dayong lowered his head.

"Get out! Go talk to Qingqing about this and see what Qingqing has to say. ”

"Daddy!" Qiao Dayong was anxious.

"Your daughter isn't as fragile as you think!" The old man was still concentrating on gently rubbing the walnuts in the bag through the cloth bag.

"But in this matter, in case she feels afraid of dragging down the family......" Qiao Dayong still didn't want to.

"Dayong, you have to believe in your daughter. Since you don't plan to have a son, learn to believe that your daughter can be better than your son! Qiao Ye raised his head and looked at him coldly.

"Yes!" Qiao Dayong took a step back.

The old man ignored him and concentrated on his own business.

Qiao Dayong looked at his father for a while, but he still retreated.

The lights were on, but there was no one in the house. Qiao Dayong sighed and walked slowly to the front yard. Qingqing and An An were both in Yue Wenqin's room, and Qingqing was in front of the round tea table at the door, looking at the things on the table seriously.

The table was full of things that Yue Wenqin had brought back from the hotel, and even the furoshiki was put aside. Qingqing should have seen it all, and now it's put together, Qingqing should be for an intuitive and comprehensive feeling.

"Qingqing!" Qiao Dayong shouted outside the door.

"Yes!" Qingqing hurriedly turned around.

"An An, aren't you going back to the yamen today?" Qiao Dayong looked at An An.

"Well, I'm not going back, Master has gone to visit a friend. Don't take me! An An hurriedly explained, of course, when the master didn't take him, he was still depressed. He didn't think it was Master's business at all, and it had nothing to do with him.

"The second one's family, take An An to take a bath!" Qiao Dayong turned around and roared.

He hurriedly ran out and ran out silently with An An in his arms.

"Don't move things, I'd like to see them again tomorrow." Qingqing hurriedly looked back at Yue Wenqin, and after pointing to the table, he ran out of Yue Wenqin's room.

"Are you cold?" Qiao Dayong smiled and took his daughter's hand, except for Qingqing's study and her own room, there is no stove in the Qiao family now. Sure enough, Qingqing's hands were cold, and she was busy rubbing her hands gently, "Go back quickly, it's too cold." ”

"I forgot about it." Qingqing smiled.

"Back in the house, it's too cold." Qiao Dayong pulled Qingqing back to the house, "After looking at it for so long, what do you see?" ”

"Nope! Interesting, Dad, I'm going to go to his hotel room tomorrow to have a look, and this guy's stuff is as clean as it has been washed. Qingqing shook her head with a smile, but looked at Qiao Dayong's thoughtful look, "Dad, are you in trouble?" ”

"The Simon family may want to hire you!" Qiao Dayong sat down and saw that orange peels had been placed on the stove, and the temperature in the room was very pleasant. I sat down, thought for a moment, knocked lightly on the table, and said carefully.

"Me? Who! Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and also sat opposite his father.

"Simon Kai, the eldest son of the Simon family, told us that he wanted to marry you. And the Simon family seems to have replied, as long as we agree, they will come to the next place. Qiao Dayong thought for a while, he didn't say whether he agreed or not.

"Aren't you ready to refuse?" Qingqing looked at her father and asked in a low voice, she remembered that her father had said that he didn't like Ximen Kai's self-righteousness. But looking up in the direction of the North House, "Grandpa wants to agree?" ”

"No, grandpa asked you what you mean, I told you that day, the matter of the Simon family, you have also seen Ximen Kai, after all, you have to come this day." Qiao Dayong endured his contempt for the Simon family and said softly to his daughter.

"No!" Qingqing thought about it and shook her head firmly.