An old man about fifty years old in the clothes of a jailer stood at the door of the West Chamber, this is the Kaifeng Mansion Liantie Lord saw him, and he had to call him 'Qiao Ye', Qiao Shan, the patriarch of the Qiao family.

Qiao Ye glanced at Qiao Dayong, then turned to Qingqing, who had already lowered his head, and then looked at the chubby An An, his eyes reached An An, and his brows jumped lightly.

"Ready to eat!" The old man said in a deep voice and went back to the main house. He's going to change his clothes and wash his face.

The three of them honestly walked out of the door and watched the old man return to the room.

"So I don't want to come back! My mother's cooking is too unpalatable, and my grandfather scares people every day. An An's hands twisted gently in front of his fat belly, looking at the empty door of the main house with a bitter face, thinking about it and being happy again, he looked sideways at Qingqing, "Sister, come with me to live in the yamen?" I really think the yamen is very good! ”

"Joan Ann!" He was at the door of the second entrance when he heard it, holding a noodle fence in his hand, and rushed over at him.

"So my dad doesn't want to come back, so he runs around all day when he has nothing to do." An An didn't look fat, but he was a flexible fat man, and immediately jumped up and ran around, and couldn't help but shout while escaping.

Qiao Dayong and Qingqing took a step back and looked at the little fat man who was chased and beaten by the He family with sympathy.

"The second one's family, the dumplings are going to be cooked." The old man changed his clothes and came out, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and when he didn't see it, but when he was almost at He's side, he said with a dark face.

He screamed and ran out, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The little fat man also stopped, covering the little fat chest and panting, of course, the old man still patted his head gently, didn't look at him, and said softly, "If you have a fast mouth, you will be beaten." ”

Qiao Ye slowly walked to the front yard with his hands behind his back, leaving behind the servants who didn't dare to breathe just now.

"Alas, I really can't live this life anymore!" The little fat man rubbed on Qingqing's edge.

Qingqing bent down, lightly tapped his little chubby face with both hands, and smiled and made a little strange face at him.

An An jumped up and kissed her face, and laughed proudly.

Qingqing tapped him lightly, but didn't mind, reached out to him, and took his hand to the lobby in the front yard.

Qiao Dayong looked at the backs of the two sisters and brothers, and the smiling faces just now slowly retracted.

There were already several large plates of dumplings on the hall in the front yard, and there was also a plate of Lady Tie sent someone to bring the moldy thousand zhang tubes and the roast meat that Qiao Dayong bought.

"Why do you cook dumplings when you have a dish?" An An sat in his special seat, stretching his fat head a little puzzled.

"Grandma didn't know that there were vegetables at home today!" He Shi was angry when he saw his son now, and turned to the old man, "Dad, eat." ”

"Let's eat!" The old man didn't look at anyone either, he just lowered his head and ate his own.

Everyone is also used to it, He didn't care about his son, but took a white porcelain plate and put it in front of Qingqing, there were only eight small green dumplings in it: "I only cooked eight, I tried to eat them all, this time I asked my mother to make it smaller." ”

"Sister, give it to me if you can't finish eating." An An was busy and stretched out his head to Qingqing and said.

"Go ahead, your sister can finish eating." He gave his son a roll of the eyes, and then put the sauce on Qingqing, that is, put some clear soy sauce and balsamic vinegar sauce, and added a little mustard on top. This is Qingqing's favorite taste, and she is the only one in the house who eats it like this.

The plate in front of An An was as big as Qiao Dayong's, and inside was a big white fat dumpling. He didn't have to touch anything, he took a small chopstick, and he didn't need to clip it, but inserted the chopsticks into the dumplings and wrapped them into a big mouth, and then chewed slowly with his mouth puffed out.

"Eat slowly, and no one will rob you." He was busy giving him a bowl of dumpling soup, and his teeth itched with hatred.

But if no one answered her, An An's mouth was gagged, and everyone else lowered their heads to eat themselves. Anyway, An An usually doesn't have much time to eat at home, and their mother and son play together.

The old man eats quickly, he and Qiao Dayong are not that delicious, if it is delicious, eat more, if it is not delicious, they can also mix it up with Hu Lun. With garlic, the large plate of meat dumplings in front of the old man and Qiao Dayong bottomed out, and the old man finished eating and slowly drank the dumpling soup.

Qiao Dayong saw that her daughter's small plate of dumplings was almost eaten, and she only ate such a large amount of food on weekdays, and when there were still two left, she seemed to be thinking about how to work hard to eat both of them. Qiao Dayong stretched out his chopsticks and stuffed one into his mouth.

Qingqing smiled and slowly bit the remaining one.

"Qingqing, take my brother for a walk. Don't go out of the gate, it's dark. Qiao Dayong saw that Qingqing had finally finished eating the vegetable dumplings, and said hurriedly.

Qingqing put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. got up and silently tapped An An's head.

There were only two dumplings left on the large plate in front of An An, and seeing that Qingqing came to call him, he hurriedly threw down his chopsticks, grabbed a dumpling with one hand, stretched out his arms, and motioned for Qingqing to pick him up.

Qingqing smiled, stretched out his hand to pick him up, carefully put him on the ground and stood, bowed silently to the old man, and pulled him out of the hall and went to the backyard.

Qiao Dayong saw that they couldn't see it, so he turned to the old man and accompanied him with a smiling face: "Dad, Qingqing is not small, she is a little shy, I want to recruit her a son-in-law." It's not to get rich, or to find a young man from an ordinary family, with a better temperament, I'll open a shop for them, and I can help them while I'm still young, what do you say? ”

"Your aunt said that this time the family is very good, my father died early, and there are two brothers in the family, and my mother also went three years ago. is not too rich, and there are only more than 100 acres of land in the countryside; The two brothers are both scholars, the eldest has been selected before, and the second has been selected for Xiucai. The old man put down the bowl and said slowly.

"Dad, I'm just such a girl, I want to sneak around to see her." Qiao Dayong shook his head and said firmly.

"Even if you marry next door, can you say that you can see each other?" The old man was all angry, glaring at the eldest son, "Your aunt also said that when Qingqing gets married, you should have another wife." You also say that you are still young and have another child. ”

"When did my aunt care so much about us? Living so close, I didn't say that I would come back to burn paper and incense for my grandparents during the Qingming Festival? I'm afraid that she is still afraid that people will know that her mother's family has been a small official for generations! Qiao Dayong sneered, anyway, he couldn't forgive his aunt for not even coming to see the capital when his wife died. Since she despises her former background, don't meddle in her mother's affairs.

"Your aunt has wanted to be a master since she was a child, and now she is a high-ranking lady, and she can sit in an eight-person sedan chair when she goes out; If your daughter wants to do the same, you prefer her to be a little boss lady, and she can't hate you for the rest of her life? The old man glanced at him, still expressionless.

"Dad, I know my daughter, and my daughter will not be willing to leave me." Qiao Dayong was full of confidence.

"Uncle, I also think that Lin Juren's family is good, he has a good reading personality, and he is in charge of the house when he enters the door." Ho interjected.