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Qingyu didn't want to talk anymore, so she took her things and left. I really don't have anything to say to these people.

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Ping are very happy now, and they feel that this person who claims to have never lost a quarrel is really speechless now.

Lang's family, the old man's car that Qingyu was sitting in, the family arrived soon, and the driver's way home was the most familiar.

When Qingyu got out of the car, she looked up and saw that the house was not bad, an old villa area, an independent villa. It's really two different from the home in my memory. So, this is the taste of the old man, or the taste of Mrs. Lang.

Dong's mother ran out and opened the door, "Miss, you're back." ”

"Is Professor Ning still there?" Qingyu was really speechless.

"Yes, Professor Ning and Xiaohan are here." Dong's mother smiled.

The old man was sick, his wife was imprisoned, and Xiao Han was locked up when he came back, and the only person in charge of the family, the eldest lady, actually forgot about this place.

She didn't know what to do, let's go, no one paid her, and if she didn't leave, no one would take care of her. called Zhang Yijian, and Zhang Yijian told her to stay at ease, and no one would reduce her salary.

Now Dong's mother thinks that she is looking after the house, and today Xiaohan is finally back, Dong's mother is really the happiest of all, and finally has a decent owner.

Qingyu lowered her head and went in, Dong's mother followed in, and when she entered the door, Dong's mother was busy getting her slippers. Qingyu was really embarrassed to see Dong's mother bending down to get her slippers, so she waved her hand hurriedly, reached out and took the slippers, threw them on the ground, and changed her shoes into it.

The large living room is very golden, Qingyu wants to hehe again, this is a home, not a club?

And there was a person half-lying on the sofa in the middle, Qingyu walked over, and Qingyu smashed him up with her bag.

"What are you doing?" The kid was about to jump up, Qingyu looked at him coldly.

looks pretty good, if it weren't for the anger on his face, he would still be a handsome guy. But Qingyu looked at him, and she really didn't have the so-called blood relationship, she thought, why does this kid want her to care.

"Okay, okay, it's time to eat, Xiaohan, come, come and help Dong's mother serve dinner." Dong's mother seemed to be quite good with Qinghan, so she immediately rushed over and pulled him away.

Qingyu noticed that this one is quite tall, he looks like he should be about 1.8 meters, if he can't read, do you want to find an agent and send him to South Korea? It's not bad to shake around and come back to make a little fresh meat.

put the bag down and sat down at the dining table, and soon Dong's mother came out with the food, and Lang Qinghan brought a few bowls of rice, seeing that Qingyu was sitting well, he was angry again, and almost threw the tray down, but Dong's mother immediately reached out and held the tray.

Took the rice and laid it out, let Lang Qinghan sit down, and soon, Ning Yi finally appeared, and he came out with a casserole in his hand.

"Porridge for you." Ning Yi smiled and put the casserole in front of Qingyu.

"You still make porridge?" Qingyu looked at the dishes on the table, they were all she could eat.

"Dear, I left the island at the age of eighteen." Ning Yi shrugged his shoulders, took a bowl, served her a bowl of porridge, and looked at Lang Qinghan again, "Do you want to eat?" ”

"Don't." Qinghan shook his head.

"What about you, Dong's mother?" Ning Yi hurriedly looked at Dong's mother.

"No, no." Dong's mother is ready to go into the kitchen.

"Your mother doesn't eat at the table?" Ning Yi looked at Lang Qinghan.

"Do you have a table at home?" Lang Qinghan was replying to Ning Yi's words, but his eyes were on Qingyu.

"Well, neither will our family." Ning Yi thought about it, their family was passed down from Rong'an, and then he came out of the island, in the third uncle's house, the grandfather's house, and the waiter at home would not serve the table. He was still puzzled, "But, I'm at another colleague's house, and their nanny eats together." ”

"I haven't used a babysitter, don't ask me." Qingyu drank the porridge and said lightly. She believed that Ning Yi was asking about her modern life, not her life in the Qing Dynasty.

"Haven't used it?" Ning Yi really didn't know.

"I lived in school at the age of twelve, and then I rarely went back to my house until I returned home." Qingyu thought for a while, when she was in modern times, she really faced those aunts who helped.

"You're not going to do everything yourself, are you?" Lang Qinghan snorted coldly.

"I was eighteen years old and made my own money, so I was able to ask a lot of people to let them be in a place I couldn't see, so that I could live comfortably." Qingyu smirked at Lang Qinghan.

"Okay, Xiaohan, are you used to eating this dish?" Ning Yi immediately stopped them and took some chopsticks to pick up some dishes for him.

"It's done!" Lang Qinghan decided to give Ning Yi a little face.

It was Ning Yi who brought him out of the detention center, and at that time, Lang Qinghan thought that his sister wanted to kill him, and saw that this person who claimed to be his sister's boyfriend came to pick him up.

What he was thinking at the time was, was that half-sister trying to show favor to him? He really realized in the detention center that if he wasn't Lang Kun's son, he really wasn't anything. And the name Lang Kun is not useful everywhere.

Ning Yi directly took him to see his father, who was rehabilitating. Seeing the person he used to look up to, now he is like a child, and it is impossible to stretch his hand straight.

Lang Qinghan's little conscience still moved at that moment, it was his father! He grew up under his father's knees, and his relationship with his father is much stronger than that of Qingyu.

Ning Yi didn't mention Qingyu except for his identity when they met, sent him back, went to buy vegetables, and then kept in the kitchen, only telling him that Qingyu would come to eat in the evening.

Lang Qinghan asked Dong's mother if Qingyu had come to live, Dong's mother smiled bitterly and said that she hadn't even shown her face.

Lang Qinghan really doesn't understand what Qingyu wants to do now? I asked my boyfriend to pick me up, but I didn't say anything, and now what do they want to do.

Qingyu only ate porridge, I have to say that the porridge is not bad, she finished all the bowls. Ning Yi gave her a piece of spring cake that had been rolled up and cut.

"You're going to do that?"

"Dong's mother made it, I think it's good, I scrambled eggs for you." Ning Yi smiled.

"Yes, it's not bad." Qingyu saw that Ning Yi had cut it into small rolls, which could be eaten with chopsticks, she ate a small piece and nodded, "You scrambled eggs?" ”

"Of course, if you take medicine now, you really can't eat anything, it's too annoying, add some shiitake mushrooms, it feels too oily?"

"It's fine." Qingyu smiled, and now she feels that it is really good to be spoiled by him.

"Aren't you eating?" Lang Qinghan couldn't help but break their tenderness.

"Alas!" Ning Yi sighed, and ate Qingyu's leftover porridge and spring cake egg rolls, Qingyu smiled and sandwiched some dishes for him to eat slowly.

"He's a teacher, not a liar." Lang Qinghan felt that it was very eyesore.

"Have you finished eating, after eating, let's talk." Qingyu was not so polite to Lang Qinghan.

"What are you talking about?" Lang Qinghan looked at her impatiently, they really didn't have any feelings, and he didn't see anything similar to feelings in her eyes.

"Let's talk!" Qingyu resolutely went to the living room to sit, there are still so many dishes on the dining table, what if this kid throws a plate on her.