Gao Zhao slept with his aunt in his arms, the two of them talked, and Qiaoyun listened with his ears in a quilt.

"I pity Yulan, I grew up with you since I was a child, and the two of you took this hand into the house and shouted together: Auntie. Oops! My heart melted. Magnolia was very good-looking when she was a child, with big eyes and white skin. ”

"Yes, when I was young, I was like an ugly duckling, I didn't have much hair, a small nose and small eyes, once Sister Qian took me out, an old woman looked at us and said look at the little girl is really stumbling, Sister Qian turned back to me and said, the old woman is talking about her, not me, in fact, I know that it is me, but I pretend not to know."

Gao Zhao grinned against his aunt's arm, Gao Cui also laughed, and the two of them shook with laughter in the bed.

"You, stupid and stupid, your sister Qiaoyun ......"

Gao Cui whispered: "I see that Qiaoyun is not silent, a thief and a thief." ”

When Qiaoyun heard about her, she held her breath and didn't hear clearly.

Gao Zhao covered his mouth and smiled, and also whispered: "Anyway, it's all fine, it's better than being stupid inside and out, but auntie, you see people very accurately, I think I am, sometimes stupid, sometimes smart, but most of them are stupid, but stupid people have stupid blessings, and it's me." ”

"You're a two-skinned face. Fortunately, Qiaoyun is not like you, otherwise your father and mother would have died of worry. ”

Gao Zhao didn't follow and said: "If my aunt says that about me again, I will ignore my aunt." ”

"Okay, don't talk about it later."

"Alas! Back when a few of us went out on the street, others thought that Qiaoyun was Sister Qian's sister, and then I was the maid of the two of them, so I looked so rustic? But think about it, it's not as good-looking as the two of them. ”

Gao Cui comforted: "Zhao'er is getting better and better now, and the life of a person has little to do with whether it looks good or not, if you want to say that it doesn't matter, it also matters, if you want to say that it depends on this, it doesn't necessarily." The fifth aunt and the seventh aunt of the Qian family are two sisters, speaking of which, when the younger sister's seventh aunt is very good-looking than her sister, some old people who have seen Yulan say that she looks like the seventh aunt when she was young, what is the use, you see that the fifth aunt is happy in Beijing, and the seventh aunt is farming in the countryside, if it was the seventh aunt who married into the capital, then now she is also a rich old lady, and she will not be like now. is the two sisters, after getting married with such a difference, Mrs. Qigu became more and more unwilling, and after a long time, she regarded her sister as an enemy. ”

"What the aunt said is right, Mrs. Qigu has a narrow heart, people have to accept their fate, if they can't be a phoenix, they will obediently be an honest laying hen, they have to be the fighting, the laying hen can lay eggs and live to the age of the old hen, when the fighting, who has ever seen the old fighting? An old fighting that lived to the end of his life? No, it must be that it fights to death other fighting cocks, or other fighting cocks fight to death it, don't look at showing off your martial arts, just for a while, when you meet a powerful fighting, you won't die for half an hour. ”

Qiaoyun: I don't eat chicken this month.

Gao Cui: It seems that my niece wants to eat chicken, so I'm going to buy chicken stew tomorrow.

Gao Zhao thought to himself, I want to come and tell my aunt that in the future, I will not mention the affairs of the Qian family in front of Qian Yulan, or ask less about her mother, how can I talk about cockfighting. Tomorrow I will make roast chicken.

"Sleep, sleep, go to bed early."

Gao Cui patted her niece, and there was still half a moon to do, alas! The niece is about to get married, and it will be difficult to meet at that time.

The next day, the courier came, well, ah, it was Dai Qiu who entered the house. Gao Zhao doesn't go out in winter, Dai Qiu is helping in the kitchen, and if she wants to appear, there is a courier.

He took the note and drew a small man squatting on a horse, with a wooden stake next to him. Gao Zhao is overjoyed, senior brother is back.

After breakfast, Gao Zhao made an excuse not to take his sister to the next door, and then he ran away by himself, of course, to Jia's house.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Tao Xi saluting her, and glanced behind Gao Zhao.

Gao Zhao quickly walked to Wu Changliang's courtyard and saw his senior brother waiting next to the wooden stake, wearing a hat and a scar on his face.

"Senior brother, why don't you enter the house on such a cold day?"

"It's not cold."

Gao Zhao stretched out his hand, Wu Changliang stretched out his hand, the two of them held hands together, Gao Zhao held his senior brother's hot hand, making sure that he was not cold, and wanted to let go, but the senior brother held it tightly.

"There's food in the house, made this morning."

Wu Changliang is currently speaking to say the main thing, if it is Gao Zhao, she must say: Hungry or not, eat a little if you are not hungry, there is a lot of food in the house, all of which were made this morning. It's better to add at the end: Look at me for you.

The two entered the house hand in hand.

As soon as they entered the room, they smelled a very fragrant steamed bun, the two washed their hands and sat down, and the next person took the dragon bun from Panlong and put it on the table, and the other person served two bowls of porridge.

Gao Zhao couldn't help but clip a bun first, and then heard the senior brother say, "Be careful of burning!" ”

She looked at this bun, the skin was thin, and the appearance was very familiar, she bit a small bite, sucked it, and suddenly! Tears are coming out.

A long-lost soup dumpling!

I glanced at my senior brother with teary eyes, so moved!

This is what I told my senior brother before that the soup dumplings are so delicious, and I have to drool when I say it. Gao Zhao has never done it herself, but she only knows that the frozen broth should be added to the soup bag, and after steaming, the broth melts, and that is the soup. Unexpectedly, the senior brother remembered it in his heart and figured out the gravy soup dumplings.

"Senior brother, I'm so moved!"

It's not that there is a saying that love should be said out loud, and it's a little scary to say love here, so it's good to say it if you are moved in your heart.

Gao Zhao was a good person in his previous life and in this life, and he was a good person who spoke first, and let his aunt say: It is that mouth that will coax people. The problem is that everyone is willing to listen to good and obedient words, why hide the good ones and talk about those that others don't like to hear?

Always say good things, and over time, what you see is also beautiful, and what you bring to others is also beautiful, and the aura of happiness flows and spreads between people.

Gao Zhao used to have a best friend, she was the opposite of Gao Zhao, but she liked to be with Gao Zhao, in her words, she was relaxed and happy with Gao Zhao. On the contrary, she herself is a person who picks fault with her mouth.

For example, if she and Gao Zhao read an online article together, Gao Zhao would say next to her: Oops, I'm laughing to death, it's so fun to write, oh, why is this person so interesting. If you don't like it, change it.

And what about girlfriends, they just don't look at and speak, if they want to say, that is: what is written? Does this author understand? It's a mess to write, hey, it's so tiring to read.

Gao Zhao asked her very strangely, if you don't write well, do you continue to read it? Let's read a different one.

My girlfriend said: I didn't say that the writing was bad, but in general it was still okay to read, and some places were very well written.

Gao Zhao is strange: Then I didn't listen to you say a good word, if this author listened to your words, he wouldn't be depressed, and he felt that he was useless in writing, because you thought that others wrote well, you didn't say a word, silently put it in your heart, and if you felt a little unsatisfactory, you would spray it, and it would be a eunuch or a hasty finish, how could it be unfinished if you came to a sentence that you wrote very well? When you meet a reader like you who always hits others, don't end up with a blocked heart!