Back at 502, Zhang Qingqing was washing Hu Yifan's clothes, and Ling'er was standing behind her sensibly beating her mother's back. Although the three-year-old Ling'er didn't have much strength, her mother Zhang Qingqing felt very comfortable and didn't feel tired at all.

Seeing Hu Yifan coming, Zhang Qingqing hurriedly got up to greet him: "Little brother, you're back, I stewed bird's nest porridge for you, I'll take it out for you." ”

Hu Yifan didn't want Zhang Qingqing to do these rough jobs, but she insisted on doing so, looking sincerely afraid, and in desperation, Hu Yifan had no choice but to follow her.

However, he soon discovered that Zhang Qingqing was indeed a good hand at housework, not to mention washing clothes and cleaning, but Hu Yifan really liked it.

The chefs in the Ye family's courtyard are all excellent in cooking and cook well, but since eating the food cooked by Zhang Qingqing himself, Hu Yifan found that Zhang Qingqing's cooking was more delicious than those chefs' meals.

After taking the bird's nest porridge, Hu Yifan called Xiao Ling'er over, he took a sip, and then fed Xiao Ling'er a mouthful, and he was very happy.

Zhang Qingqing's face was uneasy, and with a nervous mood, he said carefully: "Little brother, this porridge is specially cooked for you, so you can drink it alone." If you give it to Ling'er, it will be ruined. ”

Before meeting Hu Yifan, Zhang Qingqing's mother and daughter drank a bowl of millet porridge when they had the best life.

Hearing her mother's words, Ling'er was not happy, pursed her mouth, turned her head, ignored Zhang Qingqing, and no longer drank the bird's nest porridge handed over by Hu Yifan, and her two little eyes rolled around, as if she was about to cry.

Hu Yifan asked Zhang Qingqing to take the bird's nest porridge, stretched out his hand to hold Ling'er in his arms, and comforted him in a low voice: "Ling'er, don't cry, today's matter is you. ”

Then, Hu Yifan turned his head and said to Zhang Qingqing: "Qingqing, how many times have I told you, don't think of yourself as a subordinate, we are friends." Friend, do you know? From today onwards, your diet and daily life will be the same as mine. You will drink whatever I eat, and you will drink whatever I drink. ”

Zhang Qingqing said in a panic: "Little brother, I am your maid, to be a maid, you have to have the rules of being a maid, you are unhappy with our mother and daughter, and kindly take us in." Even if our mother and daughter are cows and horses, they can't repay it. I just want to be able to serve my little brother with all my heart, and I never dare to hope for anything else. ”

Classism kills people, Hu Yifan sighed secretly, put Ling'er down, walked over and pulled up Zhang Qingqing, who was kneeling on the ground, and took the opportunity to stroke the young woman's little hands a few times, which were as smooth as silk, and couldn't help but ripple in his heart. However, with Ling'er on his side, he couldn't make any obscene moves, and with a straight face, Hu Yifan said: "Qingqing, what do I say, you can understand." We are all human beings, we are all the same people, I will not be above you, and you will not be inferior to me. I will say it again today, we are friends, not slaves. ”

Zhang Qingqing retracted his hand, looked at Hu Yifan with some fear, and asked softly: "It's not a slave, so how can our mother and son stay here with the little brother?"

"Why are you so dead-eyed, we are friends, not slaves, why do you always have the class view of feudal society? Hehe, when my breeding factory is built in the future, I will take you back to Dashan Town, and then you will help me manage the housekeeper and manage the factory. Hu Yifan said indifferently.

"Little brother, is what you said true?" Liu Qingyi seemed a little excited and panicked.

Hu Yifan smiled and said, "Of course it's true." You'll be busy. ”

Zhang Qingqing knelt down again and said, "Little brother, I'm not afraid of being busy, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to do anything, and I won't be able to help my little brother when the time comes." ”

Hu Yifan couldn't cry or laugh, hurriedly pulled Zhang Qingqing up, and said, "Didn't you say that you would be friends? Why did you kneel down again?"

Zhang Qingqing smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry little brother, I forgot when I was happy." ”

Xiao Ling'er, who had not spoken, suddenly asked, "Big brother, what do you mean by housekeeper?"

Hu Yifan explained with a smile: "Housekeeper, housekeeper, that means that everything in my family will be in your hands in the future." ”

After listening to this, Ling'er tilted her little head and thought about it for a long time, and suddenly said, "I know, my mother used to be a housekeeper." ”

Hu Yifan was a little strange, turned his head and asked Zhang Qingqing: "You used to be a housekeeper?"

Zhang Qingqing was also at a loss, he had not yet been born and booked a baby with the next village, at the age of sixteen he formally rounded the house, and at the age of seventeen gave birth to Ling'er, he lived a hard life, and the whole family had three tile houses, where did he do any housekeeping.

Ling'er blinked her eyes and said, "Mom used to be the big housekeeper of our family, and she took care of my father's and my affairs. Big brother, do you want your mother to be my housekeeper, do you want to be my father?"

Hu Yifan was sweating profusely, this expression, does this look like a three-year-old child said?

Hu Yifan was stunned for a long time, but was pulled by Xiao Ling'er, "Big brother, come here, I have something to say." ”

Hu Yifan looked down, crying and laughing, the little girl looked mysterious, and pulled herself to the side, as if to avoid her mother.

"Big brother, you squat down, I have something to say to you. ”

Hu Yifan was amused by the little girl's expression, and squatted down curiously, the little girl threw herself into Hu Yifan's arms, bit his ear, and whispered: "Big brother, do you like my mother?"

Hu Yifan asked curiously, "Do you know what it means to like?"

"I know——!" Xiao Ling'er nodded without hesitation, and said to Hu Yifan: "I know, if I like it, I just sleep together." ”

When Hu Yifan heard this, he sweated wildly.

Unexpectedly, the little girl had something even more shocking to say: "Mother likes Ling'er, so we sleep together, and my father used to like my mother, and they also slept together." If big brother likes my mom, you can sleep together. ”

It's a shame that Hu Yifan would have squatted on the ground, otherwise, he would have to fall down based on this sentence, Xiao Ling'er was clearly tempting herself to go to her mother.

It is undeniable that the little girl's proposal is very tempting, and Hu Yifan also had such an idea, but how to implement it, Hu Yifan feels that it still needs to be carefully discussed.

"Ling'er, listen to me, today's words, you must not tell your mother, otherwise you, your mother will be angry?" Hu Yifan felt that it was still necessary to remind Ling'er, otherwise it would be easy for Zhang Qingqing to misunderstand if she said this in front of Zhang Qingqing, and thought that she had ill intentions towards her and deliberately instigated it.

Zhang Qingqing saw a big and a small sneaky whisper, and couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and shouted: "Little brother, what are you talking about with Ling'er?"

"Nothing, just a casual chat. Hu Yifan dealt with it casually.

Zhang Qingqing was depressed for a while, and felt a little strange in his heart, can an adult and a child really talk so speculatively? Why don't he and his little brother talk so much? Generation gap? It is very likely that looking at today's scene, the little brother seems to like to talk to children.

waited until it was dark, Hu Yifan didn't see Bai Xiaoting's figure, and said to Zhang Qingqing: "Don't wait for her, let's eat first."

Zhang Qing prepared a delicious meal early in the morning, and Hu Yifan devoured it for a while, eating it happily, and even the vegetable juice was dipped in steamed buns.

Zhang Qingqing rarely ate next to him, looking at Hu Yifan with a pair of eyes, not to mention how happy he was. She was even grateful in her heart to her mother who had been in the underworld for the time being. If it weren't for the mother's personal teaching, the best way to catch a man is to catch his stomach first, and she wouldn't have cooked a good dish. If you can't cook a good dish, you naturally can't do these things for your life-saving benefactor.

Of course, Zhang Qingqing was still not satisfied with her performance, she felt that Hu Yifan was kind to her, she was just doing laundry, and cooking was nothing to repay. It's a pity that if you don't have the body of a broken flower and a willow, it is a good way to repay your kindness.

"Maybe when Ling'er grows up, she can fulfill my wish?"

Her husband is handsome, Zhang Qingqingmei, she believes that her daughter will definitely be a big beauty when she grows up, maybe she can really be a little wife for her little brother.

has such thoughts, and it cannot be said that Zhang Qingqing's thoughts as a mother are evil, mainly because she thinks that Hu Yifan is the biggest good person in the world. She is relieved to hand over her daughter to such a man.

After Hu Yifan finished eating, he saw that Zhang Qingqing was in a daze when he saw him, and he laughed secretly in his heart, could it be that this little lady couldn't stand it? Although she is still young, she is also a child's mother after all, and it is absolutely normal to have ideas.

Hu Yifan smiled and said loudly: "Qingqing, do I have flowers on my head?"

Zhang Qingqing was thinking about things and was distracted, when Hu Yifan said this, his cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and he hurriedly said in a panic: "It's nothing." ”

As he spoke, he got up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhang Qingqing saw that the food was eaten cleanly, and a warmth couldn't help but rise in his heart: "Little brother, is there a little less food today, I will increase the amount tomorrow." ”

"No, that's a lot. Actually, I couldn't eat that much, I just didn't want to waste food. Hu Yifan replied casually.

"Little brother, these days, it's really commendable that a boy like you can understand this truth. Zhang Qingqing sincerely admired.

Hu Yifan was happy in his heart, knowing that his image was once again tall in the heart of the little lady.

Before going to bed, Zhang Qingqing brought hot water as usual and waited for Hu Yifan to wash his feet.

Hu Yifan is no longer as embarrassed as he was at the beginning, and he can't wait for Zhang Qingqing to massage her with his gentle little hands.

But after thinking about it a few times, he still didn't say anything. Originally, he had already established the image of a great hero and a great grace in Zhang Qingqing's mind, but if he made such a request, it might seem a little frivolous and destroy his perfect image in the hearts of women.