No matter how much Father Wang tried to persuade him, his silly daughter simply couldn't understand a word of his words.
Qiu Yuling suppressed her smile and said, "It's okay, uncle. You can go ahead and deal with your work first. Just ask Aihong to go with me. I won't be busy picking her up tonight."
Stay overnight, I'll take her back tomorrow."
Time was running out, and his daughter was like a weight on his butt, and he couldn't move her at all.
Wang Aihong's father could only hold his nose and ask his daughter in a nice voice to go home with someone, and not to be so stubborn. Even if he was not very active, he should at least call people over.
"Oh, didn't I say it was too late? Why are you even more nagging than my grandma? Do you want your boss to spank you?
Still not leaving?"
It's all his own fault. Wang Jinbao gritted his teeth and pedaled as fast as he could as if he was stepping on a flying fire wheel.
"Well, my dad is just like that. My mom says he's always nagging about everything and has no backbone. Don't be offended."
Qiu Yuling listened to Hu Niu's description in the back seat, and her chest trembled with laughter. Children resemble their father very much. I wonder if Wang Aihong's brother is also such a funny guy?
"Laugh, laugh, my dad is the one who makes the most jokes." Well, she is the only one in the family who is willing to support him, because he is her biological father after all.
Qiu Yuling couldn't bear it any longer, and she laughed so hard that her bicycle tilted from side to side and almost fell into the tree trough.
"Hey, hey, hey, be careful, be careful, you don't know how to ride it yet, let me take your turn, I'll carry you, let me tell you, I'm the first one in our team who can ride a bicycle..."
Qiu Yuling said she could do it, and Wang Aihong said she believed it, but she insisted on letting her long-lost friend see her cool driving skills.
Modern female driver.
She was riding as fast as her father had just done, and was not far from taking off.
Qiu Yuling held Wang Aihong's waist tightly. The whole journey was thrilling and she couldn't find the right time to jump out of the car.
"Third brother, Third Brother Qiu, I'm Wang Aihong, Yuling's elementary school classmate. Do you remember me? Get out of the way... I've been to your house before."
Fortunately, Qiu Dashu still had his skills and dodged in time, otherwise he would have been hit by the front wheel.
"Aunt Qiu, do you still remember me? Wang Aihong, Yuling's elementary school classmate."
Just as Mrs. Qiu was about to say she remembered, the girl had grown taller and only a shadow remained in front of her eyes.
"Oh my god, three of them are exactly the same? Ouch, I'm so sad. My dears, I'm the new aunt. Come, call Aunt Wang and give me some candy..."
Qiu Dashu and Qiu's mother, who caught up later, looked at each other in surprise. This girl's tiger disease has worsened!
Qiu Yuling stood for a long time before she got over her symptoms of bicycle sickness.
"Mom, Aihong is staying at our house today, so we have to be more considerate."
"Ah? Oh!" Li Qingmei hadn't rubbed the dough off her hands yet, so she scooped half a gourd ladle of dough, added a little salt water, and kneaded it until it was almost done, then mixed it with the previous dough and let it rise.
“Third brother, you don’t have to give it to me. I’m so full when I go out that I can’t eat anything.”
The bowl that Qiu Dashu was holding contained freshly washed grapes for Sandouzi, but when he walked under the kang mat, Wang Aihong thought it was a treat for her.
Once the words are out of your mouth, they have to be true.
"It's okay, it's all juicy and won't fill up your stomach. They're from our own grape racks, so try a little." Qiu Dashu persuaded the guest while suppressing his smile.
"Okay, I'm not a fake person, and I can't stand being persuaded. I'm really full, so I'll just give it a try..."
Huang Duoer watched the whole process from beginning to end without even having time to say a word. She didn't know where this funny guy came from, but his mouth was like a pistol, chattering non-stop since he came in.
No one in the yard could get a word in.
Qiu Dashu put down the bowl, picked another bunch of almost ripe ones, and went to wash them for the three little ones.
"Brother Qiu, I really don't dare to wash it anymore. I really can't eat any more. I can't eat any of this."
Qiu Dashu: “…”
It has to be washed and served to others.
"Hey, Yuling, why is Third Brother becoming more and more polite? I will come here often in the future, but I dare not call him like this anymore..."
Qiu Yuling suppressed a laugh and said, "Okay, he probably won't do that anymore."
The three little kids were almost crying for help before their uncle finally fed them the grapes.
It’s not that others don’t feed it, this is Qiu Dashu’s exclusive project, inspired by dried mangoes.
Of course, after his unremitting efforts, the man who fed grapes also had a place in the hearts of the three brothers.
"Yuling, tell Auntie to give me less rice. I'm afraid I can't eat any more."
How could Li Qingmei really scoop less? The soup from the noodles was almost overflowing from the edge of the bowl.
Wang Aihong took a deep breath and tried her best.
She never had the habit of leaving any food on the table. If she dared to leave a mouthful today, her mother would deduct that much from her portion tomorrow.
So she really ate it up to her throat.
In order to help digest the food, Qiu Yuling supported her and took her for a walk until midnight.
When my stomach was finally no longer bloated and I was able to lie on the kang and talk, I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.
Qiu Yuling tucked the corner of the quilt, turned over, and fell asleep easily.
The next morning, before the roosters went to work, Wang Jinbao knocked on the door, first expressed his gratitude, and then stuffed in a bag of apricots.
Then he followed the instructions and went to Qiu Yuling's window. He asked Qiu Yuling if it was convenient for her to come in. As soon as Qiu Yuling said it was convenient, he went in immediately. Without saying a word, he carried his daughter and left.
"Oh, the kang collapsed, the kang collapsed."
Wang Aihong was dreaming when she was awakened by the dizzying sensation of the world spinning around her.
"Dad, why are you here?" She remembered that she was sleeping on the kang in Qiu Yuling's house.
Wang Jinbao said unhappily, "I came here by bike."
Qiu Yuling: ...
Qiu Dashu: ...
Li Qingmei, Qiu Jianshe: ...
"Well, Captain Wang, if you're here, please sit down for a while. I'll go light a fire and come back after breakfast."
"No, no, I just had a bite before coming here. I'll take her back now so she doesn't get delayed at work."
Wang Aihong was picking her eye boogers and struggling to get off the bike, but her father held her down firmly on the seat.
Before she could wake up, she was pedaling as fast as a dog chasing after a ditch.
In the morning light, a few unclear female voices drifted in here and there.
Soon, not only was there no sound, but even the shadow of the car could not be seen.
"Do you still want to start a fire?" Qiu Jianshe asked his wife, holding up a handful of wheat straw.
"What are you trying to attract? Just eat some watermelon and steamed buns. Get back to work. You're the only one who's putting on too many scenes."
Father Qiu didn't understand why he was in such a bad mood when it came to him.
Qiu Yuling gave a soothing look, look at her!
He took the wheat straw, lit the fire in a few seconds, added water to the pot, and when bubbles just started to appear, he carefully poured the beaten eggs in the basin into it.
You have to be careful not to shake the egg yolk loose, and then all the poached eggs in the pot are tightly wrapped and round.
Qiu Dashu grinned and put the watermelon back.
It’s still a bit cold to eat watermelon soup with steamed buns early in the morning.
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