Chapter 199: It's too late to regret

Yang Wenqing's eyes became cloudy at this moment.

He said coldly: "She doesn't dare." ”

Dad Yang saw that his son was unhappy, and bumped his elbow against Mama Yang, Mama Yang opened her mouth and didn't dare to say anything more.

In the end, Yang Wenqing still decided to go to Qiao Zhu's house.

Since she couldn't persuade her, Mother Yang didn't say more, and prepared two catties of rock candy and two catties of pastries for Yang Wenqing to bring up.

Yang Wenqing thought of Josie, and asked Yang's mother to take out the two bottles of wine stored at home.

Mother Yang was reluctant: "Son, the first time you came to the door, you mentioned the wine, so what did you mention later?" ”

Yang Wenqing was impatient: "Don't worry about the marriage proposal, I have a way, do what I say first." ”

"Okay." Mother Yang gritted her teeth.

Two bottles of Red Star Erguotou were placed on the table, and Yang Wenqing looked at it, and his flesh hurt tightly.

The money to buy a bottle of Red Star Erguotou can buy six catties of pork, if it weren't for the fact that he was overpowering Qin Jiashu, he would really be reluctant.

Speaking of which, this is still the leftover from the wedding banquet with Josie before.

Things are ready, the time is still early, less than eight o'clock, Yang Wenqing thought about it and went out.

If you want to be in the limelight, of course, you have to get the word out first.

……

Last night, Josie and Qu Haitang chatted until late at night before going to sleep, and when they woke up in the morning, it was already three poles in the morning, and the family had eaten breakfast.

Josie went to the kitchen for breakfast and casually asked Jonan, "What about our mother?" ”

"It's out."

"Where did you go?"

"I don't know."

As she was talking, Qiao's mother came in angrily, scolding and scolding in her mouth.

Josie put down her chopsticks and said to Jonan, "You accompany the begonia to eat, I'll take a look." ”

Jonan nodded obediently.

When he got to the yard, Josie walked up to Qiao's mother, who was holding her forehand and directing Qiao Bei to pack up the farm tools: "Mom, what's going on?" ”

Qiao's mother looked up and glanced at Qiaoxi: "It's okay, you can play." ”

Josie didn't believe it: "Mom, you tell me." ”

She had an intuition that Qiao's mother's irritability had something to do with her.

Qiao's mother turned her head and saw that Qu Haitang didn't follow, so she took Qiaoxi's hand, entered the hall, and closed the door.

The door is closed in broad daylight, and it seems that the matter is not small.

"Mom, what the hell is going on."

"It's not that Yang Wenqing yet." Qiao's mother was angry when she mentioned it: "He's unlucky, and he's going to Qiao Zhu's house today." ”

Josie wrinkled her eyebrows: "Such a coincidence?" ”

It was actually the same day as Qin Jiashu.

Qiao's mother cut her voice: "What a coincidence, I think it is deliberate, I went out for a walk, and I heard that Yang Wenqing came to the door for the first time, and he planned to give you a drink!" ”

Josie: "Isn't it always when you mention wine?" ”

The first time the village came to the door, it was to talk, get to know each other, and bring some pastries and rock candy.

"So I said it was on purpose, I must have known that Qin Jiashu also came to the door today, so he wanted to step on us." Qiao's mother's face was long: "This Yang Wenqing, the revenge is really heavy, fortunately you didn't succeed with him!" ”

After the surprise, Josie calmed down.

She shook Qiao's mother's arm: "Mom, this is nothing angry, our days are not for others to see, there is no need to compare this." ”

Qiao's mother: "That's right, but now everyone knows that Qin Jiashu and Yang Wenqing are going to come to the door one day, and they all pull their necks and wait to see the excitement, if Qin Jiashu mentions it too badly, we will definitely be talked about." ”

"Just say it, I'm not afraid." Josie didn't care at all.

She has surpassed Qiao Zhu in many places, and Yang Wenqing, who she hates, can't make her envious and jealous.

Josie doesn't care, but Josie's mother does.

She gave Josie an idea: "We also have two bottles of wine at home, or I will ask Qiao Nan to secretly bring it to Qin Jiashu and ask him to bring it when he comes later." ”

Anyway, the thing is still your own in the end, and if you turn around like this, your face will be protected.

"Mom! No way! Josie resolutely disagreed: "If you do this, how embarrassing it will be for Qin Jiashu." ”

Qiao's mother: "But ......"

Josie was stern: "Mom, we can't be too comparable, besides, I've always been in the limelight, this time, let Qiao Zhu also be in the limelight." ”

"Okay." Qiao's mother sighed.

Josie continued to comfort: "Mom, it's useless to save face at this point, you still have to live a good life in the end, and when you earn back face in the future, don't worry." ”

Qiao's mother saw that Josie really didn't care about this, so she didn't care so much.

The reason why she is angry is that there is also an element of being angry with her daughters.

"Okay, whatever my daughter says, I'll believe it." Qiao's mother let out a long sigh of relief and smiled again.

After coaxing Qiao's mother, Qiao Xi brought the mushroom fried minced meat made by Qiao's mother and went to send it to Qiao's second aunt.

On the way back, she met Qiao Zhu head-on.

Qiao Zhu had already made a trip to Yang Wenqing's house in the morning, and knew that Yang Wenqing planned to bring two bottles of wine to the door.

She hugged her arms and looked at Josie with a smug expression: "I heard, Qin Jiashu came to the door today?" ”

"......" Josie looked at Qiao Zhu speechlessly: "What's the matter with you." ”

Qiao Zhu showed the villain's ambition: "I'm just curious, with Qin Jiashu's conditions, what will I mention when I come to the door today." ”

Qiao Xi originally didn't plan to pay attention to Qiao Zhu, but Qiao Zhu's disdainful tone when she mentioned Qin Jiashu made her very unhappy.

It seems that Qiao Zhu is underbeaten again.

The corners of her mouth hooked: "What, Yang Wenqing's illness has been cured?" ”

Qiao Zhu's smile suddenly froze on her face.

"That's not it." Josie spread his hands: "Yang Wenqing is sick, if he doesn't mention it, how embarrassing." ”

Qiao Zhu was blushing and her neck was thick when she was said, and she tried hard to think about rebuttals, but before she could think of it, Josie had already left quickly.

She chased after and wanted to scold, and when she saw Qiao's mother standing not far away, she stopped her steps.

Forget it, I can't afford to mess with it.

Today is a good day for her, and she doesn't want to be disturbed by Qiao's mother.

Let Josie be proud first, and when Yang Wenqing and Qin Jiashu come, let's see where Josie's face will be put at that time.

She must compare Josie to today!

……

Aunt Qiao's house.

Qiao Tai'an sat on the small bench, staring at the fried minced meat with mushrooms in front of him in a daze.

"Stinky boy, don't hurry up and get to work, what are you doing sitting stupidly!" Second Aunt Qiao wiped the sweat on her head and slapped Qiao Tai'an.

Qiao Tai'an muttered, "Mom, Josie just came here and gave us something to eat." ”

"Ouch, stir-fry minced meat!" Aunt Qiao was pleasantly surprised when she saw the contents of the bowl, and at the same time, she also discovered that something was wrong with her son.

She sat down on the small bench next to her: "What's the matter with you?" ”

Qiao Taian shook his head: "It's nothing. ”

"What the hell is going on, arguing with Josie?" Second Aunt Qiao chattered as she spoke: "You kid, you don't know that you feel sorry for girls, I said it a long time ago, you don't keep arguing with Josie, you just don't listen." You're a male doll, and you're older than her, so you have to let her. ”

"I'll listen." Qiao Taian said suddenly.

Second Aunt Qiao was stunned for a moment, and looked at her son again, with disbelief and shock in her eyes.

"I regret it." Qiao Tai'an lowered his head, clenched his fists, and quickly smiled bitterly: "However, it's too late." ”