Chapter 189 Old Acquaintance

  There is no class on Saturday afternoon, so Li Qiao packed up his books and went home after school.

   Seeing the door open from a distance, the eyebrows jumped, did you recruit a thief?

  At this time, a dog jumped out of the yard, it was the one she adopted from Feng Fugui's house.

  Li Qiao's eyes lit up.

  The dog rubbed affectionately around her legs. When she entered the door, she found Qin Jin's bicycle in the yard, screaming.

  Qin Jin was baking pancakes in the kitchen. When he flipped the spoon, his hands trembled in fright.

  I saw Li Qiao looking at him excitedly: "Ah Jin, when did you come? Why did you bring your bicycle and dog?"

"Yesterday afternoon, my grandma got sick from the train, so I couldn't bear to stay in the hospital all night. I just packed up and went home this morning. The bicycle and the dog were checked in. The house was cleaned up well, grandma said. The paintings on the walls of the courtyard on both sides looked like they had returned Home." Qin Jin smiled.

  She is really capable.

  Did she also make the wardrobe?

  Although the workmanship is a bit rough, but the shape is very good-looking.

  Put it in grandma's room, grandma likes it very much.

  Old lady Qin came out of the room, her hair was a little disheveled, and her spirits were a little listless, but she still laughed and said, "Qiao Qiao is back, the house is really well cleaned up, even more tidy than the previous courtyard house."

  Li Qiao smiled, and if he had to live for several years, he definitely couldn't just let it go. She cared: "Grandma, how is your health?"

  Old lady Qin: "It's much more comfortable to rest for one night." When she was young, she took a train and didn't feel dizzy, but she would feel uncomfortable when she was old.

  Li Qiao told Mrs. Qin to rest.

  Old lady Qin supported her forehead: "I have to take a rest."

  Qin Jin went back to the kitchen to pick up the pancakes on the floor, patted the dust that was better than nothing and put it aside.

   Li Qiao accompanied him, looking for a topic to talk about: "Have you finished your homework? Has the supply of woven goods been properly arranged?"

Qin Jin: "I'm done, I'll hand over the weaving to the eldest sister and her husband." He paused and said, "Li Jinhua was found hiding from your classmate Zhao Li's house. Later, your parents married Mrs. Feng and his younger brother in our village. He was beaten twice in three days."

   Li Qiao spat out old blood, isn't Li Jianguo younger and more upright than Bachelor Feng and his brother? And will not initiate domestic violence. Is Li Jinhua out of her mind? Why do you agree? If she is tired of dying and unwilling to marry, Feng Lamei should soften her heart, right?

   After all, she is her own daughter.

  She asked again: "Where is Li Jianguo?"

   "Take care of your legs, he said he will follow me to do big things after the injury is healed." Qin Jin said with a smile.

  Li Qiao: "Li Jianguo is so progressive, Li Jinhua will definitely regret it in the future."

"I regret who cares about her." Qin Jin said: "The rich family gave birth to a son, who is always snarky. He wants to marry my future daughter at the fingertips of his finger. He is so beautiful." When he thought of his daughter being like his daughter-in-law Excellent, and finally became someone else's daughter-in-law, heartbroken like a knife.

  Li Qiao said quietly: "We must have a daughter first."

  Qin Jin: "..."

  Li Qiao took the cake to eat, but he took it away: "This piece fell on the ground, eat this piece."

  Li Qiao took the cake in his hand, cut it open and stuffed dried radish into it to make a pie. After taking a bite, it was fresh and soft: "It's delicious."

  Qin Jin's craftsmanship is recognized, and he is more motivated to work: "I got all kinds of meat tickets when I went back to my hometown this time. I will go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning to buy a chicken. I will cook a big chicken after you get out of class."

  Li Qiao looked forward to it: "Okay."

   Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and the two seem to have endless things to say.

  Old lady Qin fell asleep, feeling refreshed and ready to go out for a walk.

  Li Qiao said: "Grandma, let me accompany you."

   "No, I won't go far." Mrs. Qin said, she went out of the alley, and saw others walking south with bamboo baskets, so she stepped up to follow.

  Walking into the vegetable market.

  Big cities are different. There are all kinds of meat and stewed vegetables. After passing the stewed vegetables stall, she pointed to the pork head and asked the price.

   "One piece, two pounds."

  The old lady Qin said in surprise: "It's so expensive." The county town of my hometown is only eighty-five cents.

  When there were too many people, Mrs. Qin automatically stood aside.

   There are quite a few people buying stewed vegetables, and a large pot of pork head meat will soon bottom out.

  The people in the city are really rich.

   "Is it Mr. Xiang?"

  Old lady Qin turned her head abruptly, and the woman in front of her had gray temples and wrinkled faces.

  But the complexion is good, and the face is full of red light.

  In her mind, her appearance gradually coincided with the appearance of a neighbor's eldest sister in her memory: "Sister Wanqiu?"

"Oh! It's really you. I just saw that you were very familiar, but I didn't dare to recognize you. We haven't been separated for more than 30 years, have we? You are five years younger than me, why do you feel much older than me?" Jiang Wanqiu pulled Mrs. Qin's hand said: "This hand is also rough, have you had a bad life these years?"

  The old lady Qin was immersed in the joy of reuniting her old friend, hearing the words was like being poured a basin of cold water.

  She admits that she is old, but she emphasizes her age. Isn't it blatantly detrimental?

  She withdrew her hand indistinctly. "You don't look much younger than me."

   "You live in Kyoto, why have I never met you in so many years?" Jiang Wanqiu said.

   "I just came here yesterday, why are you here?" Mrs. Qin was still polite.

   "My husband joined the army and won the victory, so he stayed in Kyoto for nearly thirty years. Did Brother Qin come too?"

  The old lady Qin became depressed: "It's been more than ten years since I passed away."

  Jiang Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, and then comforted: "Look at it, it's a blessing to have a son and daughter-in-law by your side."

   "My son and daughter-in-law are gone too." Mrs. Qin's eyes were red.

  Jiang Wanqiu sympathized: "You are also pitiful, come and sit at my house, my family has many children, you have the right to be your own child."

No matter how old Mrs. Qin sounds, it doesn't sound right. When they were still in the south in the early years, this lady often said she was not in front of her parents-in-law. The two of them didn't get along happily. Generously let her order her child? Changing your temper or showing off?

And she doesn't think she is pitiful, she is in good health, good at hands and feet, can eat and drink, doesn't need someone to take **** and pee, and has a grandson with good eyesight and can earn money, a beautiful, excellent and learned granddaughter-in-law, she is satisfied It's incredible. "It's getting late, I have to go home."

   "Oh, I haven't seen you for more than 30 years. Let's catch up on the old days. My house is not far away. I will arrange for the children to take you back later." Jiang Wanqiu enthusiastically tugged the old lady Qin.

  The old lady Qin's kindness is hard to turn down: "Don't drag me, I will go by myself."

   "This is where I live, the government's family courtyard." Jiang Wanqiu said proudly and proudly.

  Old lady Qin looked up at the imposing door plaque, which was the same color as the row of two-story buildings in front of her house.

   Xindao, did you show off on purpose?

   It's best not to, otherwise don't blame her for revealing her identity as the number one granddaughter-in-law.

   At that time, you will only be envious.

   Not long after, Jiang Wanqiu led Mrs. Qin to a two-story building.

   "This is my home." Jiang Wanqiu called into the house: "Old Xue, look who I brought here."

   "Who is it?"

   An old but imposing voice replied.

  (end of this chapter)