Qian Jiabao stretched out his hand, but no one felt it was too little.
"Fourteen? You're not the only girl in your family, are you?"
Wang Xing couldn't help but speak up, and Qian Jiabao nodded.
Actually, it wasn't that her cousins didn't want to play with her; it was just that every time she cried, her grandfather would beat her cousins without asking any questions. And since she really did cry at the slightest touch when she was little, she couldn't control it, so her cousins were too afraid to get close to her, let alone play with her.
"Your mother is the only girl in your family, and you are the only girl in both of your families?"
Wang Xing continued to guess, and Qian Jiabao nodded again.
"Leave it to her, we'll do our best, and do as much as we can, there won't be any problem."
Wang Xing immediately pulled the people to work.
Only Qingqing remained in shock, still unable to process what had happened.
"My dear sister, are you angry?"
Qian Jiabao carefully took Qian Jiabao's arm.
"No."
Qingqing shook her head, unsure of what to say.
“Qingqing, I didn’t mean to keep this from you. I really can’t get along with my cousins. I’m physically weak, and it’s only gotten a little better in the last two years. When people try to get close to me, my cousins aren’t around, and my younger cousin will keep people away from me because he’s afraid they’ll get close.”
Jia Bao began to explain.
Why didn't your cousins come to your aunt's wedding last time?
Although Qingqing is not old, the many things her family has experienced have made her more perceptive and mature than the average girl.
"They came, but they were afraid of scaring Aunt Lianxiang, so only my third and fifth cousins came."
"Qingqing, don't be angry, okay? I'll take you to meet my cousins. They're very nice."
Qian Jiabao really likes her younger sister Qingqing.
"Don't lie to me again. I don't like being lied to."
Qingqing spoke very seriously, her gaze fixed on Qian Jiabao's face.
"I swear, I will never lie to Qingqing again, or else..."
"That's fine, as long as you're not lying to me."
Qingqing quickly interrupted.
"Let's go help."
Mr. Qian found his former brother-in-law.
"You want to rent a shop? What's gotten into you all of a sudden? What do you want to do?"
"It wasn't me who rented it; it was for Lianxiang."
"Your new wife, that's fine. Don't you plan to have another child?"
“I came to you to rent the shop because of its location. Gerber’s stuff is Gerber’s stuff, and I have enough for my child with Gerber.”
Mr. Qian spoke calmly.
“We’re family, why are you talking about renting? Next time, bring your wife over for dinner. Actually, it would be nice for Jia Bao to have another younger brother or sister.”
"Let's settle accounts clearly when the time is right."
"When are you bringing Jia Bao back? Her grandfather misses her. Why doesn't she come to visit during the holidays?"
"Children grow up and have their own ideas."
He knew all too well how well his daughter was protected by his father-in-law's family, but the last time Jia Bao was cornered was actually because Jia Bao didn't want to be constantly watched and protected.
He couldn't say his father-in-law's family was wrong, but he respected his daughter.
Professor Wen took a fancy to a large tree root.
"This tree root has a really nice shape; it would look great if it were made into a platform."
"This is made of cedar wood. The wood is nice, and the grain is beautiful. There are still quite a few large tree roots like this. They were dug up and piled up here without being touched."
Yang Yufen took a look and thought it would look good as a cutting board, but since Professor Wen had suggested making a table, she certainly couldn't spoil the mood.
"Call Xiao Zhang over, take this tree root back, tidy it up, smooth it out, and then apply tung oil. How about the original wood color? Put it under the gourd trellis."
"Sure, it's cool there."
Professor Wen was very pleased.
Since arriving at the orchard, she saw the pond and said the fish there were good. She hadn't fished in a long time, so Yang Yufen got her a bamboo fishing rod that very day, unlike Lao Hu who was always busy.
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