Yeah?
Qiao Xuan, that doting father, is willing to let someone else take care of his daughter?
The news of Mrs. Qiao's return to the Qiao family spread like wildfire.
Everyone brought out their small stools and sat down in front of their homes to enjoy the melon seeds.
Wasn't she dead? Still alive? Where are you living? How have you become all these years? Are you ugly, or still charming? Do you speak Northern dialect or Lujiang dialect? Are you easy to get along with?
Qiao's mother was very reluctant to come to Lujiang.
She was deeply saddened to have lost such a powerful backer as Cao Cao in the north, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
She had no choice but to follow her husband and children to Lujiang City.
She arrived at Peach Blossom Lane in the south of the city, the home she had missed for several years.
Her children have all grown up and changed.
She would gather all the children around her and look at them one by one.
My little daughter is very well-behaved.
The youngest son was all smiles.
This eldest brother, despite his disfigured appearance, has incredibly sharp eyes.
In contrast, the second son seemed even more honest and simple, and his wife flattered and took care of her the whole way.
Mrs. Qiao felt that this son was her eldest son and her lifelong support, and this daughter-in-law was her closest relative.
The family should have hugged each other and cried for a while, expressing their longing for their mother.
In reality, it didn't.
Everyone gathered around a table for a meal, but none of the children asked their mother how she had been living all these years.
The mother didn't ask her children how difficult it had been to have a father but no mother all these years.
No, absolutely none.
It's like they're seamlessly connected.
After finishing the meal.
The old mother said, "Da Qiao, go wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen. Xiao Qiao and your daughter-in-law, tidy up my bedroom. Da Qiao, come to my room in a little while."
Qiao Jingjing originally cooked the meal with Xiao Qiao.
After the meal, He Miaomiao was to wash the dishes.
The feeling of her mother calling her to wash the dishes in front of everyone is different.
Qiao Jingjing did as she was told, washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen.
I also fed the two Tibetan mastiffs and one Chinese rural dog in the yard.
Close the courtyard gate and the main gate, and tell Uncle Peng to keep watch at night.
Qiao Manman came out to fetch water halfway through.
He also checked if Qiao Jingjing needed any help, and mentioned the letter that Old Man Qiao had written back from Juancheng.
“I knew it was impossible for our family to go to Juancheng. Luckily, I asked my third brother to pack his things for a few days and wait for news. Sure enough, you wrote again, telling my third brother and me to stay at home.”
Qiao Jingjing told Qiao Manman not to ask about those things anymore, and not to talk about them at home.
He then brought up the incident of being slapped by his elderly mother in Juancheng.
Qiao Manman was so frightened that she stuck out her tongue.
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