Chapter 71: I'm in a hurry
Qin Nuannuan, who achieved her goal, was very happy.
A pair of slender hands gestured 'yes' at the same time.
"Master, then you pack up your things first, I'll go back to Qin's house and find the little fat man to come and help you pack your things."
"It's okay, aren't you going to your house too? You have a lot of family, no matter how you say it, you have more things than me, I'm just alone, what can I have? If it doesn't matter, I'll clean it up slowly, there aren't many things. ”
Qin Nuannuan didn't say much, knowing that his master, Professor Qian was an old stubborn.
Instead of talking to him for a long time, it is practical and convenient to act directly.
So he smiled and waved his hand, and ran back to Qin's house like the wind.
After telling the eldest patriarch Grandpa Qin about this, Grandpa Qin expressed his full support, and Qin Nuannuan didn't have time to ask for someone yet.
Grandpa Qin spoke directly and beckoned to the little fat man in the yard who was sweating profusely.
"Zetian, come here, go and help your master pack up his things, and your master will go to Kyoto with us."
The little fat man buried his head sideways and sweated with his sleeves, and answered casually, "Okay, I'll go right away." But grandpa, the master followed you to Kyoto, who will take care of him? The master must not live in the South China Sea. ”
In Grandpa Qin's smiling eyes, the little fat man's voice became lower and lower.
"Oh, grandpa, don't look at me like that, you know what I'm thinking and exposing me. I just want to go to Kyoto with me, and it's boring to be trapped in Qingyuan County. ”
Then he looked at Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, who were still busy, put his hands together and made a gesture, begging Grandpa Qin to help him say good things in front of his father.
"Stinky boy, I was going to take you to Kyoto, just your little way, and what kind of heart are you playing with me, hum."
"Yes, yes, grandpa is wise and martial, everything in the world is in the palm of his hand, nothing can be difficult for you."
The little fat man hurriedly curryed favor with Grandpa Qin, and the nice words were like popping beans, jumping outside without money.
Qin Nuannuan laughed mercilessly at the little fat man on the side.
"Okay, okay, you can talk, hurry up and help your master, he is older than me, don't let him climb up and down the ground to carry heavy objects, pay attention to safety."
"Come on, grandpa, I'll go, a few brothers from the Zhang family called to the master's house to help together, okay?"
Grandpa Qin hesitated for a while, but still agreed.
At present, there is no one in this situation at all, and a few guys from the Zhang family are good, seeing that Professor Qian is about to return to the city, there should be no previous rumors in the village.
"Go ahead, press the meal in a while, and call your master and a few helping boys to the Qin family for dinner!"
"Okay, then grandpa, I'll go first, pay attention to your old waist when you're busy, don't flash."
After the little fat man said the last word of the chicken thief, he quickly left the scene.
Grandpa Qin's big slap finally fell short.
"Stinky boy, you run for me."
Zhang's father and mother were alarmed by the movement here, and when they looked up, they saw this one.
His own bad son smiled, and Uncle Qin smiled angrily.
Briefly asked Nuan Nuan on the side, what happened just now.
Qin Nuannuan probably talked about the conversation between the little fat man and Grandpa Qin, and by the way, he vaguely tested Zhang's father and Zhang's mother's tone about the little fat man's going to Kyoto.
After listening to Nuan Nuan's words, the two old couples for many years glanced at each other, and everything was silent.
Smiling, Zhang's mother sighed softly and didn't say anything, so the two of them continued to bow their heads to help sort out the Qin family's things.
The little fat man ran all the way to Zhang's house, although it was the first time to come to the door, but what is the demographic structure of Zhang's family.
He had already inquired about the door, mainly for the stupid Zhang Xiaomei in his heart.
After explaining the intention, the Zhang family directly dispatched all the staff and ran to Professor Qian's house, packed their luggage and belongings.
The little fat man was stunned by their posture, and he didn't react at all, and he directly wowed in his heart.
Dig a groove, this is too enthusiastic.
I can't control it!
The Qin family is also dealing with the belongings of the Qin family's small courtyard at this time, and if they can't take it away, they will give it to the needy families in Wang Village, so it will take a while.
The Qin family, which is cold and deserted at the end of the village, is very lively.
The door of Qin's house was lively for a while, and everyone was beaming, and they had no intention of not praising the Qin family's kindness.
So the people who came out of the Qin family all came out with a smile and took something more or less in their hands.
Because he left Wang Village the day after tomorrow, the big guy also knows what is going on.
Qin Nuannuan didn't hide it, and discussed dinner with Zhang's mother in the kitchen, calculating the approximate number of people, what dishes to cook, and taste preferences.
I started to cook in full swing, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch up with the meal for a while, and I would treat everyone who helped today.
What's more, tonight's dinner is too large, and if the two of them don't have a good hand, they won't be able to make it.
Wangcun is busy and lively all day.
Everyone was very tolerant of the Qin family going to Kyoto, and no one felt that there was anything wrong.
But there is always a strange thing, the Ji family is like freshly boiled boiling water at this time, and it is noisy.
The main character is Ji Hongmei, the old girl of the Ji family.
Ji Hongmei was messing with her mother at this time, and wanted to follow the Qin family to Kyoto.
Several sisters-in-law of the Ji family sneered in their hearts, the Qin family? Why did someone else take you to Kyoto, it's not a parent.
But there was no one who could block the exit, even though they lived under one roof.
Several sisters-in-law have been ruined by their mother-in-law for a long time, and their hearts have long been cold, no matter what happens in this family, as long as it does not involve their own interests.
They all implement the principle of "three noes", "don't ask, don't say, don't make trouble".
"Mom, doesn't the little brother have a good relationship with the Qin family? I'm not greedy, I'm just going to see Kyoto. Their family is so powerful, everyone is from the same village, why can't they say a word, just arrange a job for me to sit in the office. If you don't eat them, I'm self-reliant, isn't it? ”
"Besides, if I go to Kyoto, with the beauty of your daughter, maybe I will find you a rich and powerful son-in-law to come back and take you from Wang Village to Kyoto in style, isn't it?"
Originally, Mrs. Fan was very speechless about her daughter's ridiculous suggestion, but her favorite girl began to move her with a few words.
My heart turned a thousand times, and I thought about the scenery and scenery, and I was very moved.
The second sister-in-law of the Ji family was feeding her youngest son to drink water in small sips, and when she heard the sister-in-law in the family talking like this, she pulled the corners of her mouth.
The sister-in-law is also too confident, just like her, she can't see it by herself.
However, they couldn't say what they were thinking in their hearts at this time, they could only say that each of Ji Shiyang's sisters-in-law was more or less jealous on their faces.
But Mrs. Fan still didn't agree to her daughter's words, and went directly to Qin's house at this time.
Ji Hongmei thought about going to Qingyuan County from here, and heard a few people in Kyoto at the place where she drank tea, which was so prosperous and so good.
I've been looking forward to it, hoping to meet my true destiny.
Seeing that no one in the family spoke, I was anxious.