Chapter 62: sense of belonging

Chapter 62 Belonging

The Yu family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are not in harmony, but the Qin family separated by a wall is harmonious and beautiful.

Li Qiao finished the work in hand, poured hot water to soak for a while to warm his hands, then went to the kitchen shed and sat with Mrs. Qin to make wontons, talked to her about the school, and mentioned that some educated youths were sent took her a seemingly valuable notebook.

"You are qualified to accept it. If someone else would give them a copy of their class notes with all their heart?" Mrs. Qin said.

Li Qiao smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I have selfish intentions. If I give them a hand today, they will give me a hand tomorrow."

"Some people are worth attracting, and some people are not worth it." The old lady Qin said earnestly: "You still have to be careful, don't be too sincere, so as not to be fooled."

The grandfather and grandson were talking when there was a knock on the door.

"Is Li Qiao here?"

is Du Xinxin's voice.

"Yes." Li Qiao stepped forward to open the door: "Are you alone? Are you here to get the notes? It's all ready for you."

"Thank you very much. Wang Nannan is cooking." Du Xinxin entered the room rather coyly and said, "There is one more thing to trouble you. Help us correct the test paper we did last time."

Li Qiao: "I brought back my papers, and stuffed them in the notebooks of each subject. There are detailed steps to solve the problems on it. You take it back and check how many points you can get by combining them. If you are wrong, correct it in time, and if you have any doubts Call me early tomorrow, and I will tell you in the past, just to teach you to read the new English."

"Yes."

Du Xinxin left with her notes and test papers.

Li Qiao closed the door and went back to work in the kitchen shed.

"The stinky boy hasn't come back yet. It's time to make naans after the wontons are finished. We only need to order enough for ourselves. He can make his own when he comes back." Mrs. Qin said to herself when she placed the wontons.

Li Qiao stared at the fire in front of the stove, was fascinated, smelled the aroma of wontons, and listened to Mrs. Qin's nagging, for no reason he felt a sense of belonging to his family.

The cold wind blows.

My mind cleared up instantly. Looking at the dilapidated courtyard, there were two rough porcelain bowls that could only allow one person to pass through the broken door.

The old lady Qin smiled: "I'm homesick, I'll go back tomorrow and have a look. Your stepmother is actually pretty good compared to other families who beat children. If Jinhua is annoying, you can ignore it."

Li Qiao responded ambiguously.

After eating, Li Qiao washed up and was about to go to bed. When he heard some movement outside, he thought it was Qin Jin who came back, but when he went out, he found out that it was a cat.

It probably smells like meat on the chopping board.

She endured the cold, rubbed the chopping board inside and out with a brush and placed it vertically.

Lift the swill bucket next to the clay stove and go out to pour it out.

Just stepped out of the yard, and lightened his hand.

"I haven't slept so late."

The youthful voice echoed in my ears.

Li Qiao said pleasantly: "You're back? It's really late, thank you for your hard work."

"I asked why you didn't sleep." Qin Jin repeated unhappily, working in clothes in the cold weather, what should I do if I get frostbite?

"A cat entered the yard and made a noise." Li Qiao explained briefly, and then said, "Have you given the meat and fruit to the eldest brother-in-law? Did he say anything?"

"Yes, he said he had to visit relatives tomorrow, and when he learned that you were the first in the grade, he immediately praised him." Qin Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Li Qiao blinked: "Why are you upset when you praise me?"

Qin Jin's eyes moved slightly: "Where can't you see that I'm unhappy?"

"You put on a straight face and didn't smile." Li Qiao said.

Qin Jin smirked, he was really upset, because Song Lin subconsciously answered something that hurt him after complimenting her.

If the people around you don't stop me, I have to fight today.

Li Qiao also laughed, amused by his expression. Is there a conflict? Logically speaking, no, Qin Jin should be grateful for sending meat to her brother-in-law.

She went straight to sit by the clay stove to light a fire.

Li Qiao: "I'm not sleepy for the time being, the wontons made tonight are not finished and put in the house, I'll go get them right away."

Li Qiao came back with wontons, moved a stool and sat next to him, leaning his head on his shoulder.

Qin Jin pressed his arm: "I am dirty and smell of sweat, don't smoke you."

Li Qiao sniffed lightly: "No, it's fragrant, like freshly cut grass." It's really strange, he always had an unpleasant smell of tobacco on his body before, which was very smoky, but it's gone for a while, as if I haven't seen him smoking either. Have you quit smoking?

I still have it in my pocket.

Is it because of falling in love with someone, the smell of stinky smoke on his body is also ignored by the nose?

Qin Jin laughed loudly, the smell of mud was almost the same, what nose.

Li Qiao covered his mouth: "Keep down, don't wake up grandma."

The water boiled.

Li Qiao got up to order the wontons, and when he sat down, he tilted his head: "Ah Jin, come to kiss me?"

He gently pushed away: "Kiss your head! Don't flirt with me, I just want to eat and sleep now." I'm almost exhausted after working all day! At this time, even if she danced for him naked, he didn't want to watch it.

Li Qiao: "." Huh?

Old lady Qin happened to wake up at night to hear Qin Jin's words, and she was very angry. Cleared his throat: "Are you back? How many work points did you earn today?"

"Ten."

The old lady Qin didn't say anything else. If the work is not done neatly, it will delay her taking care of her great-grandson. There will be no end to today.

Li Qiao waited for Mrs. Qin to leave, and covered her hot face: "I don't know if grandma heard what we said, does she think I'm not serious? I'm ashamed to face others." She began to hit him on the shoulder. "You **** is so loud!"

As soon as Qin Jin grasped it, his hands were still warm, and his skin was so good, delicate and smooth. He gently rubbed it like rubbing a beautiful jade, and comforted: "I must not have heard it. Grandma's ears are not very good. I used to talk to her and open my voice. She always asks what is it?"

Li Qiao is speechless, isn't it because you are too loud for her?

So crazy!

Her image of a dignified lady.

She was depressed for a while, and said sullenly: "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Qin Jin: "I let you enter the house earlier, you have to stay here to enjoy the cool breeze with me, can't you bear it? You should!"

Li Qiao: "."

Old lady Qin came back from the outside, Li Qiao had already returned to the house, just as she wanted, she stepped forward and grabbed Qin Jin's ear. He suppressed his voice and roared: "Stinky boy! Your wife has already done this, why are you still leaving her alone?"

Qin Jin groaned in pain and looked confused: "What did she do? How did I leave her alone?" He is the one who loves his wife the most in the village. Who doesn't boast?

"Didn't leave her alone, she just wanted to do that, why did you refuse?"

"What kind?" Qin Jin was at a loss.

Old lady Qin pouted.

Qin Jin blushed, and grandma really heard it. Didn't she often say that she was deaf?

So I lied to him.

The old lady Qin glanced sharply: "Next time, let me hear something I shouldn't hear. Don't come back to this family." She finished speaking and left.

Qin Jin: "."

The next day was dark.

Li Qiao was awakened by knocking on the door outside.

Qin Jin scolded, who the **** knocked on my house in the middle of the night? Tired of living?

Immediately there was no sound outside, Li Qiao guessed it was Du Xinxin, she got out of bed lightly and opened the door for him.

Du Xinxin hugged the notebook, embarrassed: "I'm bothering you."

Li Qiao: "It's okay."

Please recommend tickets~

(end of this chapter)

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