What can she say? Just say I don't remember, you describe it to me. Isn't that pure ungratefulness?

If the deceased Qin family elders were still alive, they would give her a slap in the face and thank her for being so filial...

It’s better not to say anything, just ask around.

Looking at the strange Xiaoguo, Qin Anming was puzzled. What was she trying to ask hesitantly?

If you think about it carefully, she seemed to have been acting a little strange since the day she cleaned her parents' graves. Could it be that she was missing her parents?

Thinking of this, my heart softened involuntarily. I gently put my arms around her shoulders and patted her softly.

Xiaoguo turned her head and smiled at him. Looking into his gentle eyes, her heart was in a tangle.

Then he smiled bitterly, wondering what nonsense she had been thinking about recently. If the two elders of the Qin family were her parents, then what about Qin Anming? She had no brothers or sisters in her previous life. Her parents only gave birth to her.

Force yourself not to think about these things. The most important thing now is to live well in the present!

He looked around and found that Zhuangzhuang was nowhere to be seen, so he looked at Qin Anming and asked, "Where is Zhuangzhuang?"

Qin Anming was stunned for a moment, and slowly left her side. After hiding to the other side, he slowly said three words, "Inside the house."

Xiaoguo frowned and only understood what was said when she got closer. She threw the rag away, put her hands on her hips and walked quickly into the house, rubbing her teeth as she walked. What a little Zhuangzhuang, he is so narrow-minded. The two adults are working here, and he is hiding away. Let's see how she will deal with him.

Qin Anming pursed his lips and looked in the direction where Xiaoguo left with some worry. He hoped that Zhuangzhuang could hold on and not blame his uncle. His uncle was just protecting himself.

"Strong!"

Xiao Guo walked into the house angrily, but he suddenly calmed down and became soft, "Zhuang Zhuang~"

Zhuangzhuang was holding a teapot in his hand, looking shocked, staring at Xiaoguo with wide eyes. There were two teacups on the table, still steaming, obviously having just been poured. Before he could put down the teapot in his hand, Xiaoguo interrupted him.

Xiao Guo could guess what was going on, so she gently stroked his head and asked, "Is this for mom and uncle?"

Zhuangzhuang put down the teapot and nodded aggrievedly, obviously looking frightened by Xiaoguo.

How could Xiaoguo's heart bear this? It immediately went limp. She wanted to hug him and ravage him.

Finally, Xiaoguo enjoyed the tea and then took the well-behaved Zhuangzhuang back to the kitchen.

Qin Anming, who was originally waiting for the baptism of strong winds and heavy rains from inside, was now in a state of confusion. How could this happen?

Why is it different from what he thought? Shouldn't I rescue him myself? Why did he hold my hand so happily? This shouldn't be the case...

"Uncle, have a cup of tea and take a rest."

At Xiaoguo's signal, Zhuangzhuang obediently held the teacup in front of him. While he was in a daze, he secretly winked at him mischievously.

See how awesome I am!

Qin Anming took the teacup and nodded silently. My nephew is amazing.

Xiaoguo watched their interaction with satisfaction. She didn't know if it was because Chinese New Year was approaching, but she felt that Zhuangzhuang seemed to have grown a lot bigger, both in physique and appearance.

There is a way to summarize this phenomenon, which is collectively called the maternal love halo.

No matter what our children do, they are good and people like them. Even their farts sound real.

Qin Anming put down the teacup helplessly. It seemed that his skills were not as good as a child. If he were caught being lazy by Xiaoguo, he would definitely admit his mistake, promise, and admit it again.

When Xiaoguo went out to get something, Qin Anming couldn't help but ask, "How did you do it?"

After hearing this, Zhuangzhuang covered his mouth and laughed secretly. He moved closer to him and whispered, "My ears are the sharpest. I can hear mom's footsteps from a long distance away. Especially when she is angry, her footsteps will involuntarily become heavier, so it is easier to hear."

After saying that, Zhuangzhuang's ears moved and he quickly picked up the rag and wiped the table.

When Qin Anming wanted to continue asking him how he heard it, he saw him suddenly run away, so he poked his arm with his hand and said, "Tell your uncle how you can tell the difference?"

Zhuangzhuang shook his head, signaling him to stop talking.

But who could have thought that Qin Anming actually understood it as not telling him, so he kept pestering him for the reason, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

This was the scene that Xiaoguo, who was holding a new rag, saw when she came in: a grown man was clinging to the little boy and muttering something.

Out of curiosity, Xiao Guo asked, "What are you doing?"

"No!" The two of them froze, moved away from each other as quickly as possible, and answered at the same time.

"Strange."

Xiaoguo ignored their whispers and started cleaning again with a new rag.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and used gestures that only they understood, indicating that they would talk later.

The kitchen takes a little longer to clean than the house, thanks to Xiaoguo's good cooking habits. There are no stains that are too difficult to clean, and the things are placed neatly, so it is not difficult to clean.

They had finished cleaning up before noon, but the two were so tired that they didn't want to move anymore. Xiaoguo looked at them with disdain, saying they had just started and should have finished cleaning up long ago.

The two of them could rest, but Xiaoguo still had to cook.

Seeing her leave, Zhuangzhuang and Qin Anming followed her without any prior arrangement. While Xiaoguo was cooking, the two of them went to help. After all, they had been busy for a long time and they were tired. Xiaoguo did more and was even more tired, so of course they had to share the cooking.

After lunch, Xiao Guo did not rush them to clean the yard. After a tiring morning, it was time to take a break. There was not much work to do in the yard, just sweeping, shoveling the manure, and putting the dry hay aside. There was nothing else to do.

After they took a nap, Xiaoguo also prepared to lie down and rest for a while.

But just as he lay down, there was a knock on the door. Xiaoguo sat up and went out, wondering who it was in the middle of the day.

"Who is it?"

"Mrs. Jiang, it's me."

Xiao Guo knocked on the door, wondering, the person calling her "Mrs. Jiang" had an unfamiliar voice, so it couldn't be the postman.

The door opened and he introduced himself without waiting for Xiaoguo to ask.

"Madam Jiang, I am Jiabao of Su's Mercantile Company, and our shopkeeper is Su Changsheng."

"Oh~" Xiao Guo nodded. She almost forgot about it, but she remembered it right after hearing that. "What's the matter?"

Hasn't he already been given the popcorn? What else is there to do?

"It's like this. The New Year is coming soon, and our shopkeeper asked me to give you some New Year's goods. They are all new products in the store, for you to try."

Jiabao remembered his young master's instructions and wrote to him yesterday to tell him about this matter. He had given many instructions, so he started preparing gifts this morning. He just finished preparing a bunch of them and sent them over quickly.

"Then please thank Manager Su for me." Xiao Guo did not refuse it. She could also guess Su Changsheng's intention.

I didn't expect that he is still thinking about the two cows. At first I thought it was just a casual remark, but a profiteer is indeed a profiteer, he will lock you down at all costs.

Watching Jiabao being carried down from the carriage, Xiaoguo felt very relieved. It seemed that she wouldn't have to worry about snacks during the holidays this year. In other words, this pile would be enough for next year.