Seemingly sensing her bad mood, the little one in his father's arms turned his head and looked around for a moment before reaching out towards her.
"Mom! Mom! Hug me!"
Qin Qinghuai paused for a moment, a slight thought crossing his mind, then smiled and led his daughter this way.
"Come here and give me a hug, my little girl misses her mom."
"Oh my!"
Looking at that soft, chubby little face, all of Jian Dan's resentment vanished, and her tone naturally switched to a gentle, soothing tone. She wasn't stupid; the child was trying to comfort her, and her heart melted.
"You little brat, you can tell good from bad now, huh?"
"Oh my!"
As she spoke, a wet kiss landed on her cheek. Dan Jian's heart instantly blossomed into a smile again. The earlier misunderstanding was completely forgotten; her mind was entirely occupied by this little bundle of joy.
"Alright, alright, you're going to wash Mom's face in a bit. We're going to eat now. Do you want some?"
"Seven! It's delicious!"
"Want something delicious to eat?"
"Ah, seven!"
Qin Qinghuai chimed in, and as they walked, they soon became a happy family of three again. However, the cold glint that the couple occasionally revealed enveloped them in a chilling aura, deterring passersby from approaching.
Yang He knew that Qin Qinghuai had returned. Given what had happened last time, Old Master Yang was extremely grateful to the couple. Knowing that they were back, he insisted on meeting them to thank them in person, and Yang He could not refuse, so he had to agree.
Since they were all acquaintances, Qin Qinghuai wasn't uncomfortable. It was just that the old man was being so serious because he doted on his granddaughter. She never expected the old man to drop such a bombshell.
“Little Six, to be honest, you guys have had it tough, and I shouldn’t be causing you trouble. But at a time like this, I really can’t find anyone else. Our Yang family is just an ordinary family. If it weren’t for Dahe, we wouldn’t even be connected to you. I know you and your wife are capable, I…”
Qin Qinghuai quickly stopped the old man; if he continued, it would really be begging.
"Grandpa Yang, you're being too polite. Given our relationship with Fourth Brother, didn't we agree to treat me like a grandson just like him? By saying this, you're still treating me like an outsider?"
Looking at Yang He, it was clear he was also bewildered.
"Grandpa, what are you doing? Weren't you supposed to be thanking me? Is something wrong at home?"
He wasn't stupid. The old man was always proud and wouldn't lower himself to ask for help unless it was a big deal. Although Xiao Liu wasn't an outsider, he had never seen Xiao Liu act like this before.
"Grandpa, what happened at home?"
The old man sighed, his wrinkles deepening considerably.
"You're still young, it's normal that you don't know. Our Yang family used to be imperial chefs, you know that, right?"
This is no secret. Not only Qin Qinghuai and his friends have been playing together since childhood, but the neighbors and many people in Beijing know about it. It is precisely because of this that Grandpa Yang is the star of the roast duck restaurant.
"Grandpa Yang, don't worry, take your time. Just tell me what's wrong. I'll definitely help if I can."
"Sigh, it's all my fault."
A few days ago, some people came over for dinner and started talking about something. I didn't pay much attention at first, but then they started talking about hidden things, things hidden in so-and-so's house, and they were just waiting to come and search. I didn't dare listen to this at first. I know those people are ruthless and inhumane. I'm just an ordinary citizen; I can't save anyone else."
Noticing that the old man seemed somewhat remorseful and sad, Qin Qinghuai comforted him.
"Grandpa Yang, don't think like that, this isn't your responsibility,"
To put it simply would be much more straightforward.
"Grandpa, in this world, it's good enough if you can protect yourself without harming others. You don't need to blame yourself; the problem lies with this world."
Yang He's mind was in turmoil. He stood at the door as a lookout, afraid that others would overhear. He thought to himself that his sister-in-law was really bold and dared to say anything, and the eldest brother didn't do anything about it.
"Old man, your priority should be protecting yourself and your family. That's what you should be worried about. As for the rest, everyone should just do their own job."
The old man seemed surprised by Jian Dan's response. At this time, the concept of collectivism was deeply ingrained and ingrained in people's minds. Jian Dan's statement was undeniably selfish and lacked any sense of collectivism. Moreover, her casual comments about the world were quite audacious.
Qin Qinghuai subconsciously looked at the door and windows first, and only felt slightly relieved when he saw that there was no one else there.
I patted my lips briefly; my lip problem had flared up again.
"Don't worry, I know what's important and I won't say anything reckless. You guys continue, I'll shut up."
"Not exactly, what you said is true,"
"Really? You think so too?"
The old man smirked.
"What I think is not important; what's important is that others don't give me peace."
"Let me be frank with you, someone has their eye on the Yang family, not for any other reason than my identity as a descendant of the imperial chef."
Simple yet irresistible,
"Is this the same secret recipe for roast duck?"
The old man's weathered face was clearly visible.
"If it were a secret recipe, that would be fine. I'm not some old-fashioned feudalist. But why is an inanimate object less important than a person? They just don't like me and want to kill me."
I don't really care. I'm an old man, and I've lived enough for so many years. But, Xiao Liu, I just want to beg you. Considering your long-standing friendship with He Zi, could you help me save a few of my children?
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