Judging from the way he speaks and his temperament, he is superior to them in every aspect and is fundamentally different from them.
"Uncle, where are you from?" Tian Shengli was chatting with the old man and Mancang.
Wu Zhiqiu pulled Tian Qingqing's hand and asked, "Why has this child become thinner?" Tian Qingqing looked a little thinner. Her face used to be like a steamed bun, but now it's like a big steamed bun.
He looked much more haggard and seemed to have no energy.
"That stupid girl is always asking for weight loss. Why don't you just eat a little in the morning and drink water when you're hungry at noon and in the evening? You're always making a fuss. It would be great if you were fat. Being fat is a blessing!" Wu Meifang looked at the girl distressedly. She was so thin that her round face turned into a melon-seed face. She felt so sorry for her.
"We are all as thin as toothpicks. We can't gain weight even if we want to. Qingqing, being fat is good. It's cute and blessed!" Fat people are as rare as pandas nowadays. When seeing a fat person, everyone will look at him a few more times. What kind of conditions must he have to be able to eat like that? These people who are struggling to make ends meet are very envious.
Wu Zhiqiu knows that being fat can easily lead to the three highs and many diseases of affluence. Being a little overweight is okay, but for people like Qingqing, losing some weight is good for the body!
Tian Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, as if she had suffered some grievance and wanted to tell Wu Zhiqiu about it.
Wu Zhiqiu knew what was going on and quickly changed the subject, "Are your sons on holiday? Have they all come back to visit?"
Wu Meifang smiled as she spoke of this. "Come back. The eldest and third brother will be back tomorrow. The eldest and his wife have already boarded the bus and will arrive on the 30th morning."
"That's great, let's have dinner together."
The two chatted for a while, and then Wu Zhiqiu started to prepare dinner.
Tian Shengli said he didn't want to eat anything and had other things to do, so he sat for a while and then prepared to go back.
Wu Zhiqiu hurriedly took some of the yellowtail fish and snapper that his brother had brought yesterday, and also took five or six kilograms of meat that Mantun had brought.
Tian Shengli and Wu Meifang both said that the meat looked like it was raised at home, so it must be delicious, and the sea fish was also fresh, so they happily accepted it.
The family sent the Tian family out. Tian Qingqing looked at the third child and hesitated to speak. The third child looked around and did not look at Tian Qingqing.
When they reached the gate, Tian Qingqing mustered up the courage to ask, "Third brother, can I talk to you?"
Wu Meifang glanced at her daughter, said nothing, and followed Tian Shengli out of the alley.
Mancang glanced at Wu Zhiqiu, and the family turned back to the compound.
The third brother didn't want to talk to Tian Qingqing. "Qingqing, your parents are gone. You should go back quickly. I still have a lot of work to do!" He turned around and ran to the yard.
The old man grabbed her by the neck and said, "Speak clearly to her, don't hang her on me."
Third brother... who is he hanging up on? He hasn’t even talked to Tian Qingqing a few times, okay?
Wu Zhiqiu also signaled him to stay with his eyes. The feelings between boys and girls come and go quickly. They should make it clear so as not to delay each other and make the relationship between the two families awkward.
The third brother had no choice but to follow Tian Qingqing to the big tree
"Third brother, you..."
"I don't have any other intentions towards you." Without waiting for Tian Qingqing to say anything, the third brother said it directly.
Tian Qingqing's eyes turned red, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes. "Is it because of my family, or because of my people?"
Wu Zhiqiu had said before that their two families were not a good match, and she wanted to know why.
"I don't like you" The third brother wanted to be more subtle, but his level of sophistication did not allow it. Besides, he didn't have to say it clearly, so this was the clearest way to say it.
Tian Qingqing's tears fell down. "You think I'm fat? I can lose weight. Can you give me some time?"
"I don't like your type. I like pretty girls who speak softly." The third brother lowered his head and stated his own mate selection criteria. He only looks at the face. He knows he is superficial.
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