Chapter 270
After hanging up the phone, Su Qingci went to the security point. She had to go back to Kyoto. Although Su Jindong said that her grandmother had recovered well, she was still worried.
Su Jindong is a smart guy, and without his grandmother's care, it is not suitable for him to continue staying with Su Changan.
He had to find a way to separate them quickly, otherwise he wouldn't even know how Su Changan killed his stupid brain.
I don’t know if my grandfather really couldn’t see the fight going on or was just pretending not to see it, but he was always trying to smooth things over and maintain superficial peace.
In his mind, the reason why Su Jindong and Su Changan had a bad relationship was that they were far away from each other and didn't get along much.
Everything will be fine once the two of them are familiar with each other. After all, they have the same blood in their bones. People say that fathers and sons fight together in battle, and brothers fight together against tigers.
Li Yue Niang mentioned the matter of separating the two twice but it was of no use. Saying it again made it seem like she was afraid of Qin Xiangxiang.
Su Yi stubbornly believed that the uncle and nephew could help each other and take care of each other if they were in the same camp.
Even if two people really don't get along, being together can create a competitive atmosphere, which is very useful for the progress of both of them.
Su Qingci hadn't reached the security point yet, and turned around and walked towards the rented house. At this time, Guangzongyaozu should have gone back to cook.
First, tell him the general situation, and then ask Xiao Lian for leave and a letter of introduction.
Su Qingci had a headache. If Li Yue Niang was seriously injured, it would be appropriate to keep someone around her.
At this time, grandma had no power to fight back, and Qin Xiangxiang would definitely not give up easily.
So, this time when I go back, in addition to dealing with Su Jindong’s problem, I also have to settle my grandmother.
If there is no one to look after her at home, she will either bring Li Yue Niang to Taohua Town or stay in Kyoto by herself. However, Su Jindong is in Kyoto, and Li Yue Niang will not go with her easily.
Then I can only go back by myself.
It is not appropriate for Mom and Dad to show up now. After all, in the eyes of Kyoto people, Mom and Dad are still undergoing reform in the forest farm.
As for me, without the heavy swords of parents hanging over my head, all I have to face is the issue of family background.
If I go back now, with my grandfather Su Yi around, my safety should be guaranteed.
The family sent the original owner out because they were afraid that something might happen to Su Changqing and Xu Weihua, which would implicate the original owner.
At least going to the countryside is better than following Su Changqing and others to the forest farm, parading, attending various meetings, and living in a barn.
It is not difficult for her to go back now. At worst, she can buy herself a job at a huge price.
But what about Guangzongyaozu? Would he be willing to leave his hometown and go with me?
Now that their relationship has just stabilized, it's time to be close.
If they continue to be apart, this relationship will face a huge test and may even end in failure.
"Comrade Qingci, are you back?"
"Go wash your hands quickly. I'll stir-fry some vegetables and we'll be eating soon. We have old hen stewed with vermicelli today."
"I raised an old hen for three years. I fried it first and then simmered it over low heat. I put it in the stove this morning and it's just right now."
"Do you smell the aroma, little greedy cat?"
Su Qingci looked at Song Jingzhou who was shaking the pot hard and turning his head to smile, and she felt even more reluctant to let him go.
Song Jingzhou deftly shoveled the sweet potato vines from the pot into the bowl, walked over and smacked Su Qingci on the head.
"Are you fooled by my handsomeness again?"
"Be more reserved. Don't always look so greedy. Men get shy too!"
"Ouch, do you want to die? How dare you hit me~"
Seeing that Su Qingci had finally come to her senses, Song Jingzhou quickly moved to the side to avoid her Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, I was wrong."
"Come on, wash your hands, I'll get you some water."
"What's wrong? I think you look unhappy."
Su Qingci was silent for a moment, then forced a smile, "Let's eat first, I'll tell you later."
Song Jingzhou didn't ask any further questions. He put a rag under the pottery pot that was simmering on the charcoal fire and brought it out.
"There was a lot of sweet potato flour in it, so the rice wasn't cooked."
Once you open the lid, the aroma is even more intoxicating.
"Is this called old hen stewed with vermicelli?"
"Isn't this clay pot earthenware chicken?"
"Hey, smells good, right?"
Song Jingzhou used a large spoon to make half a bowl of vermicelli for Su Qingci, picked up a chicken leg and chicken wing and placed them on the vermicelli, and then quickly poured a spoonful of soup on top.
"Come on, try it."
Su Qingci held the chicken leg and took a bite. Without much effort, the chicken meat slid off by itself.
The braised chicken is neither too soft nor too tough, and its shape and spirit are retained. It has a soft texture and a rich aroma.
Su Qingci nodded unconsciously and gave Song Jingzhou a thumbs up, "Delicious."
Song Jingzhou was so happy that his eyebrows were wide open. He also gave Su Qingci a thumbs up and stamped his thumbs.
The things at home did affect Su Qingci's appetite. She only ate the half bowl of food that Song Jingzhou helped her prepare and put down her chopsticks.
"What's wrong? You don't want to eat anymore?"
"Did I not perform well today?"
"No, I'm full."
"Are you full with just this little bit? Did you just go out and eat something behind my back?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Am I wrong? Normally you can finish half a chicken by yourself, but today you only ate a chicken drumstick and a chicken wing."
"There's dried cuttlefish in the pot. Come, I'll pick some for you."
"I'm really full."
Song Jingzhou packed another plate of vermicelli, a chicken wing and picked out some cuttlefish.
"Eat a little more. You won't have to eat after this. The rest is for you to eat at night."
"This chicken weighs over three pounds. I can't finish it all by myself. It's not winter anymore. It will go bad if it's left overnight."
Song Jingzhou is not a fool. He can see that Su Qingci is worried about something.
He reached out and pinched her cheek.
"No matter how big the problem is, it's not as important as eating. I've worked so hard to gain some meat, I hope it doesn't go down again."
"Look, this chubby one is much prettier than the malnourished one before."
"Open your mouth, I'll feed you. You won't eat anymore after this."
Su Qingci was coaxed into eating another half bowl. Seeing this, Song Jingzhou quickly poured two spoonfuls of soup.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat after this?"
"No more eating, no more eating. Let me drink two more mouthfuls of soup. This soup is good stuff. It's good for your health."
Under Song Jingzhou's sweet words, a person with no appetite was fed full.
After Song Jingzhou cleared the dishes, he poured out two cups of hot tea, sat at the table, and held Su Qingci's small hand in his palm and rubbed it.
"What's going on? Look how worried our little fairy is. Can you tell me now?"
Su Qingci looked at Song Jingzhou's smiling eyes and said bluntly, "Bring honor to our ancestors. I haven't told you about my family before."
Song Jingzhou lowered his head and played with his slender jade fingers, saying nonchalantly, "Hmm?"
"My mother is a university professor, and my father is a doctor who studied abroad."
"Affected by the current situation, not long after I went to the countryside, they were sent down by the Revolutionary Committee for re-education."
"At the time, my family was afraid I would be implicated, so they sent me to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth."
"So, I am also what you often call someone with a problematic family background."
Su Qingci observed Song Jingzhou's expression as she spoke. She knew that most people in this era valued family background more than their lives.
If Song Jingzhou showed any rejection or concern, she would turn around and leave immediately.
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