"I want the boat to pass on to your family, you dream." As soon as Qiao Mo'er's words fell, a person rushed out of the main room and yelled at Qiao Mo'er.

"Then I will also tell my aunt that if you want our family to offer Han Zhou for nothing, you are also dreaming." Qiao Mo'er looked at Zhao with cold eyes, and there was frost in her eyes.

She understood, Zhou's words just now were probably what Zhao meant. The Zhou family has to rely on the Zhao family and Han Baomin to support the elderly, she is old and decrepit, although she is a mother-in-law, but she is still afraid of the Zhao family in her heart.

The Zhao family came with a large group of people to follow the Zhou family today, and I am afraid that this is the purpose.

Originally, after listening to what Qiao Guangfa said about the Zhou family, Qiao Mo'er still felt that this grandmother was pitiful, and she would take her over after a while and live a few comfortable days here.

But now? It's ridiculous!

If it is under normal circumstances, their family has enough ability, and as relatives, cousins and cousins come to the house to play, they are welcome.

But who are Zhao and Zhou? What are you doing?

"It's like we're not in your house."

"It's not rare, then you can leave now!"

"Let's go."

It was already a tear face, and the Zhao family didn't have a good attitude, so he bent a glance at Qiao Mo'er fiercely, shook his face and walked out, with a few oiled paper bags stuffed in his arms.

"Auntie, my mother... Let's go back first. Han You wanted to explain something to Han, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, so he finally sighed and took Xiaoyue and Han Ling and Han Zhou to chase after Zhao.

Zhou's old face was flushed, and he was embarrassed to stay any longer, and even Han's said that she wanted to send it was rejected by her, and walked out with a slow pace.

Han was soft-hearted and asked Qiao Guangfa to go out to send it.

"Mother, I know it's not easy for grandma, but she still favors her uncle in the end." Looking at Han, Qiao Mo'er sighed lowly.

The Zhou family is different from the Yao family, the Yao family is surrounded by children and grandchildren, and the old man Qiao supports him, Qiao Guanglin wants to be an official, first of all, he can't disrespect his father and mother, so the Yao family has no fear.

But Zhou's is different, if Han Baomin listens to Zhao's blowing ears and dares her to go out, she will really be finished. Rotten Books Network

Raising children to prevent old age, Zhou's son is this one, she is afraid of it! So, in the end, it's still eccentric!

"Ugh."

Han sighed heavily, then got up and went to pack his things again.

Qiao Mo'er shook her head, wondering in her heart, will this Zhao family come to trouble in the future, will it also become a dog skin plaster like the people in the old mansion...

"Forget it, let's go and see."

Qiao Mo'er also sighed, and took Xiao Liu Yi back to the old yard on the other side of the river, ready to come over with two quilts, and let Qiao Xu and Liu Zening sleep here at night.

The new house should be inhabited by people, adding popularity, so as not to gather yin.

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The citrus sent by Anai during the Mid-Autumn Festival had already been eaten, and Qiao Moer washed and dried the orange peel, and prepared to soak it in water and drink.

There are not many chrysanthemums at home, and she has to go up the mountain to pick another stubble when she has time.

The tea leaves in the town were too rough, and she didn't like the taste, but she still bought some and put them at home for guests.

She gave some sun-dried orange peels and chrysanthemums to Aunt Pang, and asked her to make tea for Anai and Mr. Kong, which was good for moistening her throat.

Finally, there was no need to worry about the house, and the family threw themselves into cutting beans again. Anai didn't break his promise, and pulled Qianshan to help.

Qiao Mo'er was not polite, and directly handed over two sickles.

Anai took it and walked aside to ask Qiao Guangfa how to cut it.

Qianshan didn't answer, he came out today with a sword, directly pulled out the sword, and cut it to the root of the soybean...

But when he chopped a few times, he didn't cut a few, but let the soybeans explode and fall to the ground...

Looking at the skillful cutting that had caught up with Anai in front of him, Qianshan silently put away the sword, picked up the sickle that Qiao Mo'er had just put on the ground, and bent down to cut it...