Qin Bu was stunned. She thought that Grandma Qiao had long forgotten, but it turned out that she had always kept it in mind.
A mix of emotions welled up inside him. He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Aunt Qiao, it's my bad luck that I didn't marry Yunni. She's had a hard time these past few years, but thankfully she's back at her parents' home now, and none of you will mistreat her."
At this moment, Madam Lü came out of the kitchen, carrying a small jar.
"Brother Qin, this is a new dish that our family has come up with. I don't really know what it's called, but it's delicious. Take it and have it with your drinks."
Even through the jar, Qin Bu could smell an enticing aroma emanating from it; besides the fragrance he couldn't describe, there was also a strong oily scent.
He had heard that the Qiao family was even struggling to afford oil.
"Third Sister-in-law Qin, this won't do. There's so much oil. You should save it for cooking. The salted perch and salted duck I brought also need more oil to taste good. I have things to do at home, so I'll head back now," Qin Bu quickly said.
He was afraid that if he took the jar, the Qiao family would have even less oil to eat.
Seeing his honest and simple appearance, Grandma Qiao smiled kindly and said, "We have oil at home now, so please take it. We won't feel at ease just eating what you bring."
"It's not that we're trying to return the favor or pay back your kindness. This stuff tastes really good, so we sent some to Zhao Lizheng's house. You should try some too."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Qin Bu's expression changed slightly.
He barely managed to take the jar, holding it carefully with both hands.
"Thank you, Aunt Qiao. Thank you, Sister-in-law Qiao."
As I left, I glanced quickly at Qiao Yunni, who was sitting under the eaves busy with clothes.
"Mother, are you regretting it?" Madam Lü said, "Back then, Yunni also had some feelings for the Qin brothers."
If they had actually gotten married, things would never be like this today.
Grandma Qiao sighed, "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore. It was my fault for not choosing a good family and a good man for Yunni. I'll make it up to Yunni in the future."
Upon returning, they encountered the Song family causing trouble, and the snacks Qiao Lian'er brought back had already gone cold.
But it didn't matter that it was cold. She opened the box and invited everyone to come and eat.
Looking at the colorful and exquisite pastries, the Qiao family couldn't help but praise them.
No one, young or old, from childhood to adulthood, has ever tasted such beautiful pastries.
"The Han family is so generous? Next time we sell mushrooms, we'll give them a few extra kilograms," said Boss Qiao.
"Okay, always remember, don't take things from others for nothing, and if you do take them, return them in another way," said Grandma Qiao.
Everyone was a little embarrassed at first, but once the decision was made, they each took a piece and started eating.
It was sweet and fragrant, and my mood improved instantly, completely erasing the unpleasantness of the Song family causing trouble earlier.
Everyone was enjoying their meal when a small head peeked out from the doorway. It was an eight-year-old boy with a chubby face.
He told the Qiao family, "Grandpa Qiao and Grandma Qiao, don't worry, the Song family won't come to cause trouble. I saw them taking money to the street to ransom people."
It turns out they were there to bring them a message.
He is the grandson of Old Zhang San's family at the north end of the village, named Suo'er.
Grandma Qiao smiled kindly, beckoned Suo'er in, and gave him a pastry to eat.
Suo'er's eyes sparkled as she accepted the gift with both hands and bowed deeply.
This made the Qiao family laugh.
Suo'er didn't stay long; he had come specifically to tell the Qiao family about this. He left happily with the snacks.
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