The ritual was finally done, Qiao Dayong helped Qingqing to get into the car, Qingqing was doing things normally these days, doing things normally every day, and she would eat the meals she was served, as if nothing had happened, but the more this happened, the more Qiao Dayong and Xiaozi felt more worried. If it's wrong, they can't say it, so they feel it's wrong.

Supporting Qingqing, Qiao Dayong was sad, Qingqing was very thin. She was calm underneath, severely depleting her body.

"Miss Joe!" A familiar voice, Qingqing turned around, and Yue Wenqin stood under the car.

"Mr. Yue, is there something wrong?" Qingqing stood up and said lightly.

"That ......" Yue Wenqin was stunned for a moment, thinking about it, "That ,......"

"Do you want to go home first?" Qiao Dayong blackened his face and opened the curtain.

Qingqing bent down and got into the car, but still opened the curtain and stuck out her head, "If you have any doubts, it's better to go to Qiao's house for a while." ”

"Thank you!" Yue Wenqin was much more relieved and smiled at her.

Xiao Zi picked up Yue Wenqin, climbed into the car with a black face, Qiao Dayong didn't look at Yue Wenqin, he sat on his side in the wheel, and ran up with a whip, not looking at Yue Wenqin at all.

Qiao's family, everyone is here, Qingqing got out of the car and hugged An An, who rushed over.

"Alas, you're really fat again!" Qingqing helplessly bent down to kiss An An.

"Well, I'm in a bad mood, so I'm going to find the master, but now I don't think the meatloaf he made is so delicious. Sister, why do I think you're thinner? An An puffed out her face.

"If you are vegetarian in the temple, you will lose a little weight." Qingqing smiled and stretched out her hand to pull An An in.

"My mother boiled chicken soup for you and put a lot of ingredients, to be honest, I didn't have the courage to taste it." An An whispered.

Qingqing laughed out loud, behind them, Qiao Dayong and Xiaozi sighed softly, now they felt that An An was the cutest child in the world.

"Why does that little fat man look like Miss Joe's son?" A voice that is not afraid of death.

Qiao Dayong and Xiao Zi turned around together, it was Xiao Jiu, standing next to Yue Wenqin, and they were leading the horse. Obviously, they came with Qiao Dayong and them.

Xiao Zi took the reins from Qiao Dayong's hand, pulled the donkey cart to the side, and then pointed at Xiao Jiu, "Master, hit him." ”

Qiao Dayong pointed at Yue Wenqin: "Your people! ”

"I'm sorry!" Yue Wenqin hurriedly looked at Qiao Dayong deeply.

"This kind of person who hasn't learned to speak, let it out and fight." Qiao Dayong said coldly.

Yue Wenqin took a step back and smiled at Qiao Dayong, he had a feeling in his heart, this made him want to call his father.

Xiao Jiu looked at Qiao Dayong and frowned, "Uncle, I'm very skilled." ”

Of course, he also made a two-handed fist operation, but he was covered by Yue Wenqin. Yue Wenqin smiled apologetically at Qiao Dayong.

Qingqing looked at the chicken soup on the table, if this is called chicken soup! It feels a bit like a dry pot of chicken nuggets, the soup is not seen, it is all chicken nuggets.

"Why don't you braise it?" Qingqing also hesitated for a moment, staring at the bowl of things.

"Tang Yes, I'll keep it for you, it's not for you." He Shi moved the bowl away, quickly ran out, and brought a big bowl of soup with yellow chicken fat to Qingqing, Qingqing and An An took a step back together, this is a bit of a test of the heart.

"Second aunt, your craftsmanship ......" Yue Wenqin also glanced at it when he came in, and said subconsciously. But immediately, I covered my mouth when I saw everyone's appearance, and thought about it, "This is the second aunt, right?" ”

"It's my mother!" An An rolled her eyes.

"Mr. Yue, why don't you ......" Qingqing saw them, finally normal, and was about to invite them into the study, but she still kept her mouth shut and pointed to the east hall.

Yue Wenqin and Xiao Jiu nodded at everyone, and walked in a little embarrassed, of course, passing by the dining table, Yue Wenqin couldn't help but glance at the table.

"Second aunt, peel the chicken, tear the meat into thin strips to adjust the flavor, and cut some shredded carrots; Wash rice and cook porridge, and add oil to the soup; This oil is used to fry shredded chicken and shredded carrots, and when the porridge is cooked, put the fried shredded chicken into it. If you want to be a little more fragrant, you can cut some shredded shiitake mushrooms and stir-fry them. Yue Wenqin still couldn't help but say to He.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Qiao Ye came in and said coldly.

"Old man!" Yue Wenqin smiled, he didn't know why, he felt that this was very familiar, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Yue, I'm tired, can you hurry up." Qingqing felt that she was about to lose her breath, and looked up at Yue Wenqin.

"Oh!" Yue Wenqin hurriedly went in, sat down obediently, and by the way, stretched his neck to look outside, and saw that He had withdrawn the chicken and soup, and then settled down and looked at Qingqing with a smile.

"Mr. Yue, is there anything you want to know?" Qingqing sat down, gently rubbed her forehead, and tried to pull the corners of her mouth.

"I've really been dizzy for so long, why do I have those things in my room?"

"That's not your room, so what's inside isn't yours." Qingqing raised her head and said coldly.

"Whose is that?"

"My fiancé's is just that there is only such a big place in the house, and you are a foreign man, so I can only arrange you there temporarily. Still have questions? ”

"Do you have a fiancé?" Yue Wenqin jumped up.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Qiao Ye came in, sat on the main seat, and looked at him coldly.

Yue Wenqin tilted his head: "Old man, can you not do this to me?" Is there anything else you can say to me besides that? ”

"When you're done, you can go." The old man looked at him, his voice still flat.

"You didn't say, why did I faint for so long?"

"I didn't hit it, I don't know." Qingqing smiled, she didn't laugh at Yue Wenqin, but suddenly remembered that her father had said that she would beat him again, maybe at that time, he would be able to remember the past. At that time, I stopped him, and if I had beaten him at that time, maybe my heart would not have hurt so much.

"Thank you for taking me in for so long!" Yue Wenqin got up and saluted Qiao Ye.

"Grandpa, I'm tired."

"Go back to your house! Your second aunt has baked the house for you. The old man waved his hand.

Qingqing bowed to the old man, and also to Yue Wenqin and Xiao Jiuyi, she withdrew from the east hall and entered the second door of her original house. Now that she is not married, she has to follow her old rules.

Qingqing sat back in front of the fire, there was a kettle on the stove, and there was an orange peel on the kettle, the water was already boiling, and the orange peel was dry, Qingqing gently put her hand on the kettle, and she saw her thin fingers trembling gently. She retracted it, clenched into a fist.

In the east hall, Yue Wenqin hasn't left yet, he doesn't know why, he feels very comfortable here, he doesn't want to go. He couldn't understand a little, why didn't Qiao's family welcome him?