Chapter Twenty-Eight: Going Home and Crying

Tang Juan's words made Qin Si laugh, and the young man leaned on the woman's shoulder and laughed straight, making Tang Juan's face red, a little embarrassed, "Xianggong, what are you laughing at." ”

"I'm smiling at Wanwan, this is a good idea, we'll use it later." Qin Si bent his eyebrows.

"Huh? So, what should I pretend to be sick for? Tang Juan was stunned for a moment and asked.

Qin Si stood on tiptoe and muttered to Tang Juan's ear for a while, Tang Juan's eyes widened in surprise, "This, is this okay?" ”

"Of course, don't worry, just listen to me cry later." Qin Si stood up, looked at his size, and couldn't help but sigh, "Normally, I don't eat less, why isn't it long at all." ”

"You have to tiptoe when you talk to Wanwan."

Tang Juan looked at the comparison carefully, and comforted his tone, "It's a little longer, I can see it." ”

"Xianggong is still young, and now that the nutrition is up, he will naturally have to jump up, Xianggong's family is not short, don't worry."

The woman analyzed carefully, her expression was very sincere, for fear that Qin Si would not be happy in her heart.

The young man smiled, tilted his head and rubbed Tang Juan's shoulder, "If I don't grow tall, I won't grow tall, anyway, I'm the son-in-law raised by Wanwan, and the little bird is just right." ”

The two talked and laughed all the way to Carpenter Zhang, who was doing work in the yard, and smiled when he saw the two, "Isn't this a female doll of the Tang family, and you have to make furniture again?" ”

"Let's do something else, I'll figure it out." Tang Juan hurriedly smiled.

"You kid has changed, you are almost no longer a person before you got married, thin and small, and your face is as ...... as the waistband of your wife's trousers."

Carpenter Zhang is a little old and loves to chatter, and his son hurriedly came out of the house, "Dad, what are you talking about!" People are fine now, don't talk nonsense. ”

Qin Si smiled and was not angry, "Uncle Zhang is right, I really couldn't do it before, what does Uncle Zhang think of me now?" ”

The old man looked at it seriously for a while, "Well, people look like dogs." ”

Qin Si laughed, Uncle Zhang's son scratched his head without temper, and also laughed out loud, "Don't be weird, don't be weird, what do you have to do?" ”

The two sons of Zhang Carpenter's family have inherited the craft, the eldest Zhang Bo is in charge at home, the second Zhang He has opened a shop in the city, the eldest and the second have been separated, the land and the old house of the family are given to the boss, the business in the city is the second child, the eldest sends food to the second child every year, and the second child gives the old family money and silver to support the elderly every year.

Zhang's carpenter family is a well-known Heshun family in several nearby villages, and the family is very harmonious.

Therefore, I felt sympathy for a child like Qin Si who had a lot of troubles at home.

Qin Si took out the drawings and handed them over, "I want to get a toothbrush for people in the city, simple gadgets, Brother Zhang, take a look." ”

Although Zhang Bo's craftsmanship is not as good as his father and younger brother, he can only get started, but he is also familiar with it, and he can understand what Qin Si painted at a glance, "This is not difficult to do, what wood do you want to use, how many do you want to make?" ”

Carpenter Zhang took the drawings, the old man's eyes were a little bad, he took a look at it from a distance, full of confidence, "It's simple, I tell you, you have to use horsehair to do this, it feels different......"

The old man talked for a long time, Qin Si also listened carefully and was not impatient, and in the end, Zhang Bo was embarrassed and forcibly intercepted the words, "It's become a father, I just don't have any work in my hands, you can do it for someone quickly." ”

Carpenter Zhang put away the drawings and remembered again, "Yes, I just finished making your mother's furniture two days ago, why didn't you come back to eat?" ”

"What kind of wine to eat? If there is any happy event in the family, you can't inform me, an outsider, that the family has been separated. Qin Si said helplessly.

Zhang Bo was stunned for a moment, "Didn't notify you?" Your mother said that you didn't come a few times, this ......"

Carpenter Zhang smacked the cigarette pouch pot, and his voice was like a bell, "This thing can be done, it's really not authentic!" ”

"Dad, don't talk much." Zhang Bo was helpless.

"I'll go to Qin's house and take a look." Qin Si looked a little annoyed and pulled Tang Juan out of the door.

Zhang Bo followed to the door, watched the little couple go to Qin's house aggressively, and looked back at his father, "Look at what you said, it's okay to find trouble." ”

"Wu Guixiang is not authentic, why can't you say, you go, you follow, don't let Si boy suffer, go." Carpenter Zhang urged.

Zhang Boke didn't want to get involved at all, and was chased by his father with a stick, so he had to follow.

At the door of Qin's house, Qin Si cried and shouted no matter how far away, Tang Juan couldn't cry a little, and even wanted to laugh when he looked at Qin Si's appearance.

Qin Si secretly filmed her, "Cry, don't laugh." ”

Tang Wan stiffened his face, his shoulders shook and he couldn't help laughing, "I, I can't hold it back, Xianggong, you're so funny." ”

Qin Si himself was a little embarrassed, he almost broke his skills, took a deep breath and made his voice a little louder, "Mother, why did you just let go, although your son is separated, he is also surnamed Qin." ”

"I didn't inform my son of such a big thing at home, my son was cold, my mother-"

Tang Juan saw that someone was looking this way, so he hurriedly pinched himself and changed his expression, squeezed out a few tears, and sobbed a few times.

Qin Si cried all the way to the door of Qin's house, pulled his belt and tied it to his head, and fell to the door of the house crying, Tang Juan hurriedly hugged him, "Xianggong!" Xianggong, what's wrong with you. ”

"I remembered that my mother was kind to me, mother, why didn't you leave before you lived enough." Qin Si was buried in Tang Juan's arms and cried.

Crying mourning, crying and mourning, how can it be mourning if you don't cry.

Wu Guixiang listened, picked up the soles of her shoes and came out in a hurry, "You died early, you cursed your mother to die, didn't you!" ”

Tang Juan shouted in surprise, "Oh mother, you're not dead?" You're a human or a ghost! ”

The Sun family in the second room of the Qin family came out to see the excitement, and sneered when he heard the words, "Brother and sister, you can see that there is a shadow under the feet of your mother, and of course the shadow is a person." ”

Wu Guixiang turned around and kicked her, her eyes burst with anger, "If you turn around, you will tie your broken mouth with your trouser belt, you can't eat enough, you can talk nonsense!" ”

Sun was kicked and was angry, "The third daughter-in-law spread rumors that you died and didn't see what happened to you." ”

Qin Si raised his face from Tang Xuan, wiped his tears, and looked shocked, "Mother, are you alive?" Oh, I'll just say that my mother is an old immortal. ”

Wu Guixiang almost fell down in anger, and was about to smash the soles of her shoes, but Tang Juan raised her hand to stop it and pushed it back, "It's not easy to do it." ”

Wu Guixiang couldn't beat it, and there were many people around, so she sat on the ground and howled, "I've never seen someone who is looking forward to the death of his mother and son, such an unfilial thing shouldn't have been born in the first place!" ”

Qin Si wiped his tears Shi Shiran got up and patted his body, "Hey, I think something really happened." ”

"I think there is no happy event at home, go to Uncle Zhang's to fight things, isn't it a coffin, the eldest and second child of the Qin family are searching and good-looking, you can't buy a thin-mouthed coffin, just make wood yourself and let Uncle Zhang make one, and I'm not afraid of getting bad luck in Uncle Zhang's house."

"It's okay, aren't you, right, Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Bo was on the side, not knowing whether to say yes or no.

It's a mess.