"Let's just go back and have a drink." Qing Qian has been crazy enough outside today, and now he also remembers the etiquette with Uncle Fu.

When Su Baiqiu heard this, he was even more tired of the old emperor of Yan Kingdom, who set so many old rules that were servile and inhumane!

He pulled Ning Wei over, pressed his shoulder hard and said, "Why didn't you think about it when you were eating outside?" Now just a few of us, are you still afraid of a cup of tea? ”

Ning Wei looked indifferent at all, and this little child always had a kind of calmness that was rare among his peers. Naturally, he picked up the green glazed lotus teacup, and Ning Wei's voice was childish: "Tea is good tea, but it's a pity that it's brewed too quickly." ”

Hey, this little ghost actually dislikes his tea art. Su Baiqiu rolled his eyes twice and ignored it: "Uncle Fu, Qingqian, sit down!" ”

"Okay, okay, don't be restrained, just a few of us, so that observance is a life! And if you don't taste it again, let the little ghost finish the tea cow. Picking up a cup of tea and handing it to Uncle Fu, Su Baiqiu quipped.

"Well, thank you, Miss." At this point, Uncle Fu knew that he could no longer refuse, so he respectfully took the tea and followed Su Baiqiu's words, glanced at Ning Wei and smiled.

The four of them sat around the table, and when they saw this warm scene without knowing the inside story, they must have thought that it was a tea night talk between grandparents and grandchildren, so unhappy.

"Miss, the old slave really doesn't know how to thank you! Ning Wei, this child, is more sensible and obedient than other children when he is young. Uncle Fu's calloused hand stroked Ning Wei's head, and his eyes were full of love.

"He didn't ask me anything. That's all - I want to read and write. Saying that, he looked at Su Baiqiu gratefully: "But I don't have the ability, I ...... Alas! He sighed heavily, somewhat helpless.

Su Baiqiu couldn't help but be moved in the face of this situation, and was about to comfort the old man for a few words, but Uncle Fu continued to chatter: "Now it's okay, when I meet you, the eldest lady, Wei'er finally has a chance to get her wish." ”

Qing Qian had already burst into tears on the side: "I really envy my grandfather for hurting." ”

As soon as the words came out, Ning Wei's unnatural head flicked, but his face turned red. Su Baiqiu happened to seize this moment and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, Qingqian, you're embarrassed to say Ning Wei again." Quickly wipe your face, and look at the cat that is about to cry. ”

Qing Qian took the handkerchief handed by Su Baiqiu, and choked up regardless of the image: "Miss, you still laugh at the slave maid, you used to think that the lady cried more than the slave maid." ”

The General's Mansion sounds like Su Baiqiu's home, but she is actually called unaccompanied. Sometimes when I was bullied, I thought of my deceased mother, and I hugged the quilt and cried. Qingqian was by her side at that time, watching her cry and crying with her, I didn't know what to say, what could I say?

What a coward! Now that the most fragile tip in his memory was suddenly brought out, Su Baiqiu sighed a little stunned.

Seeing that Su Baiqiu was silent, Uncle Fu thought that she was upset by the scar, so he hurriedly played a round: "Miss, everything that has passed has passed, and it is important to live well in the future." If you have anything to do in the future, just tell the old slave. ”

I have to say that although Uncle Fu is a slave, he is the same as the iron-clad soldiers under Su Gongcheng in his bones, he is very righteous, and the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated!

Su Baiqiu hurriedly helped Uncle Fu who was about to make a big salute, and after a pause, he finally spoke: "Uncle Fu, I do need your help with something now." ”

Now that it's over, why bother around the bush again? She Su Baiqiu has always been frank and upright in helping people and begging people.

"Miss, please speak. As long as you can help, the old slave will not hesitate! Uncle Fu was loud.

Su Baiqiu smiled, his face was solemn, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "Do I have any other relatives?" What is my mother's mother's family? Where is Mama Li now? ”