Xiao Qingwen's face flushed, and his calm demeanor immediately took on a childish air. "Mom, please don't kiss me anymore. I'm already a little adult. If my younger brothers and sisters see me, they'll laugh at me as their eldest brother."

Lin Qingqing looked at her eldest son, who was trying to look like an adult. She reached out and touched the top of his head, then smiled and said, "In my eyes, no matter how old you are, you are still a child. Come on, follow me downstairs to meet the guests."

Before the little guy could react, she had already taken his hand and walked downstairs.

When the mother and son came down, Mr. Xiao and the Miao family's father and son were sitting in the living room.

The three of them sat quietly on the sofa, with no intention of talking at all.

"Come down now. Just tell my granddaughter-in-law whatever you want to say. I can't make the decision for her on this matter. It's no use telling me." As soon as Grandpa Xiao saw Lin Qingqing coming down, he immediately spoke to the father and son of the Miao family.

Old Master Miao coughed lightly with an unnatural look on his face.

Last year, the old man was still polite to him, but now, the old guy is increasingly disregarding him.

"Grandpa." As soon as Lin Qingqing came down, she greeted Old Man Xiao who was sitting on the sofa.

Old Master Xiao smiled and nodded, then waved to his great-grandson who was holding her hand, "Qingwen, come here, grandpa, and practice calligraphy with grandpa."

Recently he discovered that this great-grandson was the smartest person in their Xiao family in generations.

This great-grandson actually has the ability to remember everything he sees.

So these days, in addition to raising his other two great-grandsons and great-granddaughters, he also focused on raising this eldest great-grandson.

At this moment, Xiao Qingwen still wanted to accompany his mother.

Usually, his younger brothers and sisters would compete with him for their mother's attention, and as the eldest child, he naturally could not compete with them.

Now that his younger brothers and sisters are no longer around him, he wants to feel more of his mother's care.

"Grandpa, can we practice calligraphy later? I want to stay with mom longer, is that okay?" There was a hint of caution in the little eyes.

He is clearly a child of only seven or eight years old, but the look in his eyes is more mature than that of an adult.

When Mr. Xiao saw this, he suddenly remembered that the child standing in front of him was only seven or eight years old. Isn't it too cruel for him to force them to do those things every day?

"Okay, Great Grandpa agreed. You three siblings don't have to do anything else today. Great Grandpa will give you a day off."

When Xiao Qingwen heard this, a happy smile immediately appeared on his face, "Thank you, great grandfather."

The Miao family father and son sat on the sofa, and were forced to enjoy the scene of a loving grandfather and a filial grandson.

At this time, the father and son thought of the grandparents and grandchildren of their Miao family. They didn't know if it was because they had lived too comfortably, but the descendants of the Miao family became very naughty, nothing like the children of the Xiao family.

The more they thought about it, the more lost the father and son felt.

Seeing that the old man had given his eldest son a day off, Lin Qingqing immediately smiled and took him to sit on her lap.

Xiao Qingwen was startled, his two little hands tightly grasping the corners of his mother's clothes, but his eyes showed a happy light, "Mom, I, I can actually sit by myself, Mom, you don't have to hold me."

Although he also likes his mother to hug him more.

But compared to all these, he didn't want to make his mother tired.

Lin Qingqing did not miss the little struggle in his eyes. This little guy, who was only seven or eight years old, was thinking more complicated things than adults.

"But mommy wants to hug my dear son more. What's wrong? Don't you want mommy to hug you, or don't you like mommy anymore?" As she said this, she immediately put on a pitiful expression on her fair and tender face.

After all, children are children. When the little guy saw his mother's sad face, he immediately believed it and hugged her, trying hard to explain, "Mom, I didn't, that's not what I meant. I, I want you to hold me for a while, I really want you to, I really want you to, please don't be sad, okay? Otherwise, I'll let you hold me for as long as you want."

Lin Qingqing's lips curled up into a triumphant smile, and she hugged the little body tightly in her arms, "Thank you, Qingwen. Then mommy will hold you for a little longer."

The corners of Xiao Qingwen's mouth slightly raised when he was held in her arms. He really liked the feeling of being held tightly in his mother's arms.

The Miao family father and son, who were forced to have another taste of the scene of loving mother and filial son, really couldn't bear it this time.

Old Master Miao was the first to speak, interrupting the scene, "Ahem, Comrade Lin, we came here this time because we want to talk to you about something. Are you free now?"

Lin Qingqing then stopped playing with her eldest son and looked up at the father and son.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot to talk to my son about mother-son love and forgot about you two. I hope you won't blame me."

She said words of apology, but neither the father nor the son could see any apology in her tone or actions.

Although both the father and son were filled with indignation, compared to this incident, what was left for them to say was the most important.

"It's okay. How could we blame them? Seeing Comrade Lin and her son being so loving and filial, we, father and son, feel deeply moved." Grandpa Miao said these words with a calm face.

Lin Qingqing curled the corners of her mouth and had to admit that old ginger is still the spiciest.

"Let's get back to the topic. What's the matter with you two looking for me this time?" She asked, staring at the father and son with a smile.

When the Miao father and son heard that they were finally asked to get down to business, both of them looked impatient.

"Comrade Lin, I heard that you want to sell the formula. Is that true?" Grandpa Miao asked impatiently.

Lin Qingqing looked at their nervous faces, hesitated for a second, then suddenly smiled and nodded gently, "Yes, that's the case. What's the matter? Are you two interested in my formula?"

"What formula are you planning to sell?" Miao Fangtian asked immediately.

"Hemostatic pills, do you Miao family want them? If so, I can consider selling them to your Miao family."

"Our Miao family wants it, girl, so just name a price." Old Master Miao immediately followed up.

"Fifty thousand yuan, guaranteed to teach you. If you think the price is right, we can exchange the money for the formula."

This price is considered very high in this era.

Generally speaking, apart from the wealthy families in Beijing, few people can afford this price.

This is also the reason why she asked Miao Tianai to spread the news.