Zhang's mother didn't know how long she hugged her sister-in-law and cried, until her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound anymore, and her eyes couldn't shed any tears, and the whole person collapsed on Zhang Xiaoxiao's bed.

Mother Xue twisted the quilt for Zhang's mother, so that she was able to stand up with her numb legs and feet, glanced at the water cup on the table, the hot water in it was already cold, sighed with heavy eyes, and picked up the water cup again.

"Sister Rong'er, you rest first, I'll go downstairs and pour you a cup of hot water again."

The man on the bed nodded weakly.

Mother Xue walked to the door with the cup, but found that the door was hidden, and she remembered that she had closed it just now.

I felt a little inexplicable in my heart, so I walked out of the door with water, took the door again, turned around, but was startled by the person leaning against the wall of the door.

"What are you doing standing here? It scared the hell out of me!! ”

Mother Xue patted her chest and stared at her son in shock, she was indeed frightened.

"If you don't do bad things, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't talk to your mother, let me ask you, when did you stand here?"

"Back to my mother, I listened to everything I should have listened to and what I shouldn't have heard." Xue Qian chuckled, unabashedly.

"You...... Alright, alright, you come with me. ”

Mother Xue was about to say something, but she just subconsciously glanced at the door, then stopped talking, pulled her son, and walked to a corner.

After looking around, he saw that no one was coming, and then he said, "What are your plans?" ”

This question surprised Xue Gan.

Looking at his mother in disbelief, licking his lips, Xue Qian slowly returned to normal.

"I thought you were going to stop me and stop me from coming here!"

"Of course I'm going to stop you and don't let you come here."

"Mom, that man is looking down on our Xue family and the people of the Xue family!!" Hearing his mother say this, Xue Qian suddenly became anxious again, and even his tone increased a few points, and his face became serious.

"Have you ever thought about Xiao Xiao, and have you thought about your Aunt Rong'er, if you really follow your temperament, Xiao Xiao's father must not be crippled by you, for so many years, Xiao Xiao has kept silent about his father's age, but how do you know that he really doesn't have the slightest desire for his father? You've done it now, and the bastard may have been scared and stopped for a few years, but what about the future? A beating won't solve the problem. ”

Mother Xue told her son all her thoughts, and she was also anxious, but to deal with that kind of Laipi, it was really not a fight that could be completely stopped, so that he had no way out, so that he had no reason to pester people again.

Xue Gan's temper has always been impulsive, machismo, whatever he thinks of is what, for him, force is the best solution, naturally there will be no Xue Mu thoughtful, at this time Hearing his mother say this, the whole person hesitated again.

"So what to do?"

"We have to go through the legal process, I will discuss with your father, let the people of the Xue family protect your Aunt Rong, collect some evidence by the way, and give him the 300,000 yuan, if he still wants to open his mouth, let him follow, I don't believe it, I can't come out of the whole crime of fraud, but then let your father's people tinker with it, let him eat some usury or something, either enter the bureau, or take care of himself, I think he still has so many moths to come out and harm people......"

Mother Xue chattered, her eyes flashing, and Xue Gan was dumbfounded.

"Mom, you're a ruthless person~"

"Silly boy, what do you say about your mother!!" Xue's mother slapped her son in the chest, looking angry, but the strength of the palm did not bring any discomfort to Xue Gan.

"Didn't you say anything about Xiao Xiao's desire for his father a second ago, if that's the case, Xiao Xiao doesn't have the slightest hope for his father?"

"That kind of person is not worthy of being a Xiaoxiao father in the first place."

"Then what if I beat him up?"

"My stupid son, you are Xiao Xiao's cousin, you want Xiao Xiao to watch his cousin beat his father?"

"It's been before, and it's not like he doesn't know."

"So you can't make a mistake over and over again."

"It depends on my mood."

After some perfunctory reply, Xue Qian whistled and went downstairs, Xue's mother was helpless, and looked at the closed door of Zhang Xiaoxiao's room again worriedly, holding a water glass, and left the corner.

Zhang Xiaoxiao and the old Bodhisattva mother and grandson in the living room didn't know what they were talking about, they laughed happily, Xue Gan raised his eyebrows, and sat down next to Zhang Xiaoxiao, with a second leg crossed, like an uncle.

"Brother, this Saturday, there is a small picnic, will you go?"

"You did it?"

"Forget it, I'll just talk to a few who have a good time, and the rest, they'll call their friends by themselves."

"It's He Qingqing, right?"

"Hmm." Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded with a slight hesitation.

"You don't deliberately go on a wild trip just to play with others, do you?" Xue Qian scoffed, he had long expected Zhang Xiaoxiao's thoughts.

"How could I !!?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao flatly denied that the deliberately raised volume was all to cover up.

The old Bodhisattva on the side, seeing the strange appearance of his two grandsons, suddenly became energetic, stepped forward, and asked curiously, "Which He Qingqing?" ”

Xue Qian smiled playfully, his playful gaze fell on Zhang Xiaoxiao, and he teased: "Who else, your future nephew and daughter-in-law~"

When the old Bodhisattva heard this, he was terrible, and immediately dragged Zhang Xiaoxiao close to him and looked at him seriously.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was stared at straight, and his cheeks were hot.

"Grandma, don't listen to my brother's nonsense, I don't have a word of eight words!!"

"Xiaoxiao, it's fourteen this year, right?"

"Yes, yes."

"It's amazing, grandma is not an old antique of feudal remnants, it is common for boys of your age to fall in love in this foreign country, but right, the age of that little girl named Qingqing should be not much different from you, right?"

The old Bodhisattva is a person who has seen the world, and when he was still young, he lived abroad for a long time, and his mind was naturally open-minded, and it was not surprising that he fell in love or something in adolescence.

"She, she's 13." Looking at the eager old man in front of him, Zhang Xiaoxiao was in a dilemma, and finally had to answer hesitantly.

"13...... I plan to marry you eighteen, and I will be nineteen before I can hold my great-grandson, so count...... 6 years, yo! There are still a few more years!! ”

"Grandma, no...... We were still ......."

The old Bodhisattva's words could burn the heat on Zhang Xiaoxiao's face to the root of his ears, and Xue Qian looked like he was watching a good show on the side, and he was very happy.

"Yes, yes, you are still young, although this adolescent period tolerates impulsiveness, but you are not yet mature, besides, girls are so young, impulsiveness is not good for the body, you just restrain yourself, I can still live in 6 years."

"Hahahahahaha——————ha

If he just blushed just now, then Zhang Xiaoxiao's face at this moment is typical and unpredictable, Xue Qian couldn't help laughing anymore, and the whole person leaned forward and back, so unhappy.

One is ashamed of himself, and the other is still immersed in his own unashamed preaching.

It's good that Xue Qian didn't laugh, this laugh, Zhang Xiaoxiao felt that his hot face was about to smoke, so he quickly stood up, ignored the old Bodhisattva's shouts, and quickly fled the scene.

......

Saturday, six a.m.

He Qingqing was still asleep, but he was woken up by Zhang Xiaoxiao's phone call and refused to answer several times, but the other party still persevered, which was simply a deadly serial call.

The back of the white tender hand rubbed his eyes, He Qingqing lifted the quilt like a soulless corpse, and got up from the bed, a faint cyan was faintly visible under the eye circles, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

With messy hair, He Qingqing squinted and went to the bathroom in the bedroom to wash.

When I came out, I was a lot fresher, but the whole person was still in a state of wandering, so confused that I couldn't do it, so that as soon as I went out, I bumped into a strong chest.

Shen Qianwei frowned, looking condescendingly at the person who took the initiative to bump into her arms, and a trace of imperceptible joy flashed in her eyes.

After all, after seeing Bai Qinshu at the school gate that day, he was beaten into the cold palace by He Qingqing intentionally or unintentionally for several days.

The cold palace is cold, and he is cold by nature, which is undoubtedly not a frost on the snow, and he can't stand it for a long time.

I was about to think about easing the relationship, and I thought of the wild tour that Zhang Xiaoxiao said, although there were many people, if I could accompany her out for a walk, it would not be bad to see the snowy scenery, thinking about it, I unconsciously came to He Qingqing's room, but I didn't expect him to knock on the door yet, this girl sent the door first.

This peace mind, so at a glance, he can't waste it in vain, so as not to hurt the little girl's heart.

He Qingqing rubbed the tip of the nose that was hit, and was about to raise her head, but before her eyes could be fully opened, the back of her head tightened, and in the next second, her entire head was firmly imprisoned in a chest.

The familiar and seductive fragrance fascinated her, and she snorted twice.

As soon as Shen Qianwei's hand was released, He Qingqing raised her head as she wished, and when she raised her eyes, she was met by Shen Qianwei's painful and hideous face.

"Qingqing, my chest hurts, it really hurts......"

Shen Qianwei was in pain, her breathtaking peach blossom eyes closed and opened at this time, and her forehead was entangled together, and it seemed that it hurt badly.

"Pain? Chest pain? Where, where, Qianqian, don't scare Qingqing, where do you hurt? ”

He Qingqing instantly sobered up a lot, opened her eyes wide, and hurriedly went to find the sore spot on Shen Qianwei's body.

"Here, here, maybe I was hit too hard by you just now, and this morning, I didn't get used to it all of a sudden, and it hurt."

"It's all Qingqing's fault, it's Qingqing's bad, Qingqing will rub your ......"

He Qingqing's face was guilty and distressed, and she muttered with her small mouth, so she followed the direction of Shen Qianwei's fingers, stretched out her weak and boneless little hand, and covered it.

After rubbing it for a while, Shen Qianwei felt relaxed and happy.

The little girl is still not deeply involved in the world, but as long as you are careful, it is not difficult to find the exaggeration and cunning in Shen Qianwei's eyes.

"How is Qianqian, does it still hurt? Is it a little better? ”

"Alright, alright, much better, let's go down." Regaining her calm countenance, Shen Qianwei grabbed He Qingqing's small hand on her chest, and led her downstairs.

The little hands are white and soft, like newborn lotus root buds, and they are uncomfortable to hold in their hands.