"Brother Yun, Mianmian, let's go."
Qin Yu stuffed the key into her bag and invited Yun Yongcheng and his daughter to leave.
"Aunt Qin, let's go first."
Old Mrs. Qin nodded and planned to send the three of them out, but Yun Yongcheng remained motionless, staring at Old Mrs. Qin.
He, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked Mrs. Qin.
"Aunt Qin, who lives in 402? Who lives on the first, second and third floors? Do you know?"
Seeing that Yun Yongcheng frowned slightly, with a worried expression on his eyebrows, Mrs. Qin looked at Qin Yu and smiled meaningfully.
Yun Mian gave her father a thumbs up in her heart.
My father was indeed a rough-and-tumble man. He was worried that it would be unsafe for my mother to live alone outside, so he inquired about all the neighbors.
"There is a family of five living in 402. The two old men have both been soldiers and fought against the Japanese on the front line. One of the two young people works in a hospital, one works in a theater, and one child is studying in a middle school in the county. They are on the first and second floors.
I know all the neighbors on the third floor."
Mrs. Qin looked at Yun Yongcheng, and the more she spoke, the deeper the smile on her lips became.
"Xiao Qin and I live here. It's very safe. Young man, you don't have to worry."
Mrs. Qin's words reminded Qin Yu.
Brother Yun actually cares about him so much.
Qin Yu was secretly happy.
"Thank you, Brother Yun."
Yun Yongcheng: "Comrade Qin Yu, you're welcome. You and I are friends, and friends should care about each other."
Qin Yu: "...Yes, friends should care about each other."
Yun Mian saw the curvature of the corners of his mother Qin Yu's mouth disappear little by little, and she felt a little sweat for her father. She cursed in her heart: Dad, I will give you port. You are so incomprehensible.
If you run away, don't cry when the time comes.
"Thank you, Grandma Qin."
Yun Mian sighed helplessly, looked away from his father, and bowed to Mrs. Qin.
"Grandma Qin, my Aunt Qin will take care of you from now on. By the way, Grandma Qin, can I come here to visit my Aunt Qin occasionally?"
Her father didn't understand the style and couldn't help her, so Yun Mian had to work harder on her own. In order to get the qualification to come here to visit her mother, she tried her best to be cute to Mrs. Qin.
Mrs. Qin is very rare for children at her age, so she was so cute that she wanted to give them all, and she was not afraid of trouble.
"The little girl really cares about Xiao Qin."
Mrs. Qin reached out and touched the braid on Yun Mian's head, and asked kindly: "Little girl, what is your name and how old are you this year?"
Yun Mian smiled with a faint smile and crooked eyes, and replied with a milky voice: "Grandma Qin, my name is Yun Mian, I am six and a half years old."
"You are six and a half years old. How old is your father?"
It was true that Yun Yongcheng was too young. It was a bit strange for him to call him daddy with such a big child beside him. Old Mrs. Qin couldn't hold back and asked a few more questions.
Yun Mian knew what Mrs. Qin really wanted to ask, and answered with a smile: "My father is almost 21 years old. I am not his biological father. My father is not married yet. I was adopted by my father."
Yun Mian deliberately spoke loudly so that Mrs. Qin could hear clearly.
As the milking sound stopped, Mrs. Qin's eyes wandered over Yun Yongcheng and Qin Yu, and the smile on her face deepened.
The young man is not married yet. It's great. Xiao Qin and this young man are a perfect match together.
After chatting with Mrs. Qin for a while and finding out who lived in this building, Yun Yongcheng took Qin Yu and Yunmian away.
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