After hanging up the phone, Ye Lingbi stood by the bedroom window, watching Quan Shaoting's black business car slowly disappear from sight.

"Quan Shaoting, you are not a person. Then I'm not a human being. Let's both of us don't be human beings. Ming'er, aren't you going to hold a press conference? Lao Tzu will let you face the camera with a pig's head like me! I see how embarrassed you are to show up with a pig's head! ”

A woman's jealousy is strong, and Ye Dong's vindictiveness is stronger!

The famous little evil dragon in the capital must never be provoked. Like, you must never be the enemy of the power.

What can't be provoked, just can't be provoked!

Otherwise, you will die.

No exceptions.

……

Before Quan Shaoting's black business sedan could stop, the door of the villa was pulled open from the inside. Immediately, a small figure sneaked out.

"Second uncle, hurry up!"

The little guy stood on the steps, frantically waving at the man in the car, reminding him with his mouth that there was danger ahead, and leave quickly.

Quan Shaoting pursed the corners of his mouth, unbuckled his seat belt, and got out of the car.

"Second uncle, hurry up!" Xiao Douding was about to go crazy, and his little face was covered with cold sweat, and he was scared out: "Grandma is not joking this time!" It's too late for you to leave! If you are caught by your grandmother today, you will definitely not survive! ”

Quan Shaoting still looked like he was strategizing, he rubbed his nephew's head, "Where do you let the second uncle go, huh?" No matter how far you go, your second uncle will have to go home. As long as you go home, you have to face your grandmother. You can't let the second uncle hide in Mansion Nine all the time, and you can't go home for the rest of your life. ”

Mr. Quan was too stable, and the biscuit he saw couldn't help but ask him suspiciously, "Second uncle...... Did you know grandma was coming? Do you already have a countermeasure? Is it? ”

"Go home." Quan Shaoting is just these two words.

Little Biscuit hesitated, but still caught up with his second uncle's pace and grabbed his second uncle's hand, "Second uncle, even if you are prepared and have countermeasures, I still have to give you a reminder." ”

Quan Shaoting bowed his head elegantly, and with that formal attitude, he clearly did not treat his nephew as a child," he said. ”

"Grandma put ...... I took out my dad's last photo...... Together with the spirit tablets of the grandfather and the ancestors of the Quan family......" When the little cookie said this, his eyelids trembled fiercely.

Even if the tip of the heart suddenly sinks, the power is the power of the president, and the surface does not show the slightest.

He is as steady as Mount Tai, confident and calm, still so noble, and has a good demeanor: "It seems that your grandmother is really serious this time." ”

"It was meant to be!" The little biscuit exploded, and the little body dragged his second uncle's arm in a daze, preventing his second uncle from taking another step forward, "Second uncle, do you think I scared you?!" There's no way I'm lying about the military! You'd better go back to Mansion Nine and hide for a few days! At least wait until the limelight is over! You can only go home to see grandma now—"

"Biscuits, being a spy for your second uncle again?" Ding Xiuqiu's voice came from far away from the entrance. The voice is not loud, and the tone is even more indifferent without a trace of emotion.

Biscuit's little body trembled violently, Quan Shaoting bent down and hugged him in his arms, and one arm firmly hugged Xiao Douding, which was heavier than a bag of rice.

Little Biscuit closed his eyes, and his two little hands firmly wrapped around his second uncle's neck, "Second uncle, let's go now-"

"Home is here, where can I go." Quan Shaoting stretched out a free hand to rub his nephew's back, signaling him not to be so nervous: "No matter how far you go, you have to go home." ”

Raise your long legs and take a few steps up the long steps.

"Willing to go home? I thought you would never go home in your life, so you have been hiding in the gold cave of Mansion No. 9. Ding Xiuqiu stood in the hallway with his hands folded, his face expressionless.

Such a grandmother is a stranger to cookies.

Kequan Shaoting is no stranger. A few years ago, he couldn't remember exactly. He never looked back, and he rarely remembered. He couldn't remember exactly how many years. But he clearly remembered that when he was about to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau the next morning, his mother was waiting for him at the entrance as now.

The results speak for themselves.

He lost, Mom won. She won him with the family affection he cared about the most in his life. Let him lose once completely.

It was also the only time in his life that he tasted losing.

No wonder everyone wants to win, to be a winning general. The taste of losing is indeed strong enough.

"Mom, I'll send the biscuits upstairs to sleep first, and you wait for me for five minutes." Quan Shaoting didn't squint, and walked straight to the second floor, "You go and wait for me at the door, let's go to the ancestral hall, don't sleep with biscuits at home." ”

Ding Xiuqiu looked at her son's back, standing in place, motionless. She also thought of that night a few years ago. Unlike that night, when she used her mother's majesty for the first time to order her son to go to the ancestral hall of the old Quan family, today it was her son who took the initiative to go to the ancestral hall of the Quan family.

I don't know why, Ding Xiuqiu's heart trembled.

The last time she used her mother's majesty to force her son to go to the ancestral hall of the old family, she regretted it until now. Many times she wondered if she had done something wrong back then. As it turned out, it seemed as if she was really wrong,

But this time, what's wrong with her? She's not wrong. So why is she like this?

Ding Xiuqiu stood in place until five minutes later, when Quan Shaoting reappeared in her sight, and she didn't move.

Quan Shaoting settled down the biscuits, and went back to the bedroom in a leisurely mood, took off his shirt and trousers, and changed into casual clothes at home.

"Mom, let's go. Let's go back to the old house. Quan Shaoting respectfully held his mother's arm, and his demeanor was full of respect for his mother, "I know that you are serious this time, and the movement will not be small." The biscuit is now grown, don't show it to him. That kid is shrewd, and will jump out to protect me at any moment. Let's go to the old house more conveniently. You also don't want cookies to hug your thighs and cry a handful of snot and tears are not. ”

The old mansion of the Quan family in Quan Shaoting's mouth is not the three-story garden building where Ding Xiuqiu lives now. He was referring to the courtyard house with the most flavor of the old capital, when the men had shaved half of their heads and only had a long braid at the back of their heads, the ancestors of the Quan family had already lived in the courtyard there.

Every brick and tile on the roof of the house can be put into the museum as an antique and exhibited.

The ancestral hall of the right family is located in the main hall of this quadrangle. All year round, only on the day of the Qingming Festival, Quan Shaoting and Ding Xiuqiu will take cookies to go. Other times, the old mansion, whose value could no longer be measured in monetary terms, remained empty, and only someone cleaned it every three days.

The main thing is to clean up the spirit cards of the ancestors of the old family. Among these spirit cards, there is Biscuit's father, Quan Shaoting's brother, Ding Xiuqiu's eldest son - Quan Shaogong.

In the early years, when the ancestral hall of the Quan family had not yet enshrined the spirit tablets of Quan Shaogong and his wife, there were still Quan Shaogong and his wife among the people who would go to the ancestral hall of the Quan family to worship on the Qingming Festival every year.

The old mansion of the Quan family has not been inhabited since the father of Quan Shaoting's father. After all, it is a centuries-old antique, and even private property is not allowed to be renovated at will. The house is priceless, but there is not even a bathroom, and it is too inconvenient to live.

As for the three-story garden western-style building where Ding Xiuqiu lives now, it is the old mansion of the Quan family that everyone is referring to now. This small western-style building is Quan Shaoting's grandfather, and it is specially used for the marriage room specially repaired by Quan Shaoting's father, who is the son who started a family. Until now, this small western-style building has also been renovated three or four times.

Quan Shaoting gently tugged at his mother's arm, but found that his mother was motionless, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Mom? ”

Ding Xiuqiu coldly shook off his son's hand to support him, "Do you need to be so excited?" It was also turned into running to the ancestral hall of the old house. You also have an ancestral hall here. Did you do something to the glorious lintel? Do you want to report to the ancestors of the Quan family? ”

It's not just Quan Shaoting's villa that has set aside a room as the ancestral hall of the Quan family, and the tokens of the ancestors of the old Quan family are placed. The small western-style building where Ding Xiuqiu lives also has such a specially vacated room as an ancestral hall.

Quan Shaoting explained seriously, "Mom, I didn't do anything to glorify the lintel, so naturally I can't show off in front of my ancestors." I don't want cookies — you don't want to wait a while for cookies to hug your thighs and cry a handful of snot and tears, do you? ”

Ding Xiuqiu didn't speak, but rushed to the living room quickly. Quan Shaoting glanced at the second floor where the biscuit bedroom was sitting and paused for a few minutes. seemed to be hesitating to send the cookies to Ye Lingbi to take care of for the night.

The flower housekeeper didn't know where to come out, he walked to Quan Shaoting's side, and said softly: "Young master, I'll go up to accompany the young master of biscuits." Don't worry. ”

Quan Shaoting retracted his gaze and shook his head elegantly, "You take the biscuits to Mansion Nine and live in Mansion Ye." ”

Why don't you live in the Quan Mansion, but live in the Ye Mansion, Quan Shaoting didn't explain, and the flower housekeeper wouldn't ask more.

He just couldn't help but ask worriedly, "It's just that you just hid it from everyone, and even Ye Dong has become your pawn." Not really, right? ”

"Some things have to be confessed." Quan Shaoting smiled very easily, as if he didn't care about the ...... he was going to face next The waves are monstrous, "If you keep it hidden, something will happen." Bring the biscuits to Mansion No. 9, I didn't pick you up, you have been living in Ye Mansion. ”

Steward Hua nodded with difficulty, "Eh, I see." ”

"You say it in front of your brother!"

As soon as Quan Shaoting walked into the living room, he saw Ding Xiuqiu pointing to a spirit card on the coffee table. The line of words on the spirit tablet was carved by him with a carving knife. He used one of his favorite carving knives, the first carving knife in his life that his brother gave him.

Because there was already a slight and somewhat chaotic sound of footsteps on the second floor, Quan Shaoting did not speak. He just stood calmly in front of Ding Xiuqiu, with a pair of dark Danfeng eyes, staring at Quan Shaogong's spirit card.

Eyes, the yin owl can wring blood. Those jet-black demon eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of scarlet blood.

The "Second Uncle......" small biscuit was held by the flower housekeeper, like a suitcase being carried away, and the worry on the little face was about to fly out.

For his nephew, Quan Shaoting never treated him as a child. He has always put this six-year-old nephew on an equal and equal footing with himself.

"What the second uncle wants to tell your grandmother, you are not qualified to listen to it now." Quan Shaoting seemed to treat a business partner, and explained seriously: "Go with the flower housekeeper to find your Uncle Ye." Wait for the second uncle to take you home. ”

Biscuit was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the situation was today.

It's not as simple as his second uncle treating everyone, including his grandmother and Uncle Ye, as a pawn in his chessboard. It's not that his grandmother was angry to death because of his second uncle's dark eyes, and it was as simple as smacking his second uncle to relieve his anger.

He didn't know exactly what the situation was. But he knew that this time it was serious.

Indeed, he is not qualified to listen to it now.

So he nodded obediently, and the little biscuit was no longer reluctant, and took the initiative to pull the flower housekeeper to leave his second uncle's villa quickly.