Zhang Ying's father suddenly felt embarrassed in front of the younger generation and started scolding his daughter.
Zhang Ying apologized repeatedly, but in his heart he hated his trouble-making nephew.
He didn't take her, his aunt, seriously at all.
"Yang Liansheng!" Just after turning around the old bamboo forest, Qin Qing saw a young man coming towards him. The wind blew up the young man's clothes, vaguely outlining the lines of his waist.
Hearing someone shouting, Yang Liansheng looked over subconsciously, the anger in his eyes had not yet dissipated. Qin Qing was frightened by the boy's fierce eyes.
Isn’t it just calling a name!
If there is something wrong, it’s Brother Liansheng, if there is nothing wrong, it’s Yang Liansheng. He poked his cheek with his tongue, and seemed to be angry with Qin Qing.
"What?" he asked impatiently.
It's like eating dynamite!
Qin Qing couldn't understand the boy's train of thought, and quickly stuffed the clam box into the boy's hands.
"Here, for your allergies." She didn't want to be someone's punching bag. She had already repaid the favor, so she could do whatever she wanted.
The young man lowered his eyes, and in his palm lay a clam shell with residual warmth. He nervously leaned forward and sniffed it, smelling a medicinal fragrance.
Looking at Qin Qingjian's small figure, the young man was stunned for a rare moment.
The red rash on his body was caused by eating taro before, which scared the old lady. Apart from being a little itchy, there was no problem at all. What could a man not endure?
The boy picked up some with his fingers and rubbed it on his wrist. It felt cool and refreshing, which was not bad.
"Qingqing, come here!" Shitou took out two dried sweet potatoes as if he was presenting a treasure. Seeing that his sister was not as happy as before when she came back this time, he took out the snacks that grandma had given her.
If you're unhappy, just have a meal.
"Brother, keep it for yourself." Even though she had a lot of snacks, she was not so crazy as to eat the dried sweet potatoes.
After all, it's rare for her brother to have a sweet tooth.
"Ahem~" Qin Qing stepped into the room and found Old Lady Lu sitting under the eaves. I just said, how could Brother Shitou store any food?
"You're back!" Old Mrs. Lu made small talk, and a smile appeared on her weather-beaten face. At first, she looked down on this adopted little girl because she was so skinny and looked so miserable.
Who would have thought that he was such a lucky guy, with nimble hands and feet, and now he looks more pleasing to the eye, just like her family!
"...Hmm!" Qin Qing didn't know why the old lady had changed her temper today, and she became so friendly to her.
Afraid that the old lady would think she was being too perfunctory, she hurriedly asked, "Grandma, have you eaten?"
"I've eaten! I'm going to town tomorrow. Come and ask your parents if they need me to bring anything."
Old Mrs. Lu was very touched by her granddaughter's concern and talked a lot more.
Qin Qing suppressed the urge to follow him.
"I'll ask Mom later!"
"Grandma, I want to follow you!" Shitou listened halfway and came up with a shy face.
"What are you talking about, little brat? It's far away!" Old Mrs. Lu refused with a fierce face.
This time she came to town mainly to pick up the allowance sent back by her third brother.
Her third son has been in the army for many years and everything is fine with him. The only thing that worries her is that he has not yet found a wife.
Qin Zhisen is her late-born son, much younger than his two brothers. He has been naughty since he was young, and his features are exactly like his father's.
Very handsome!
He joined the army at the age of fifteen, wearing that green military uniform. Now he is in his twenties. Every time I urge him to get married, he always interrupts with a smile. Now it is too late for him to interfere.
It’s so worrying that Old Lady Lu has several extra hairs!
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