Chapter 370: The Pride of All Asia (10)

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 Ai Xiaoqing looked her bright and generous daughter-in-law up and down: "They say men have a heart of iron, but I think you are the one with a heart of iron."

Xu Qinglian chuckled, called "Mom" and leaned in Ai Xiaoqing's arms. Ai Xiaoqing shook her head helplessly, saying that other people's children have iron hearts, how can she be better? How can she be better? How can she be better?

Where are your younger brothers, sisters, sister-in-law and brother-in-law now?

Until now, it is not ruthless, but passionate.

"Okay, don't you still want to go to Yingkou? Let's go." After a long time, Ai Xiaoqing let go of Xu Qinglian and touched her face with pity: "Your father and I won't go this time. We'll wait until the opportunity comes.

, you agree to whatever the old man asks for, it’s rare that anyone cares about you."

"Alas!" Xu Qinglian nodded vigorously happily.

To say that the only person in the world who can make Xu Qinglian show off her childlike attitude is Ai Xiaoqing. Apart from this person who injected a warm embrace into the fearful and uneasy youth, Xu Qinglian's eyes when looking at the world are full of indifference.

Even when watching Wang Ai, I didn’t feel much attachment, more of a feeling of helplessness, surrender and a little bit of Stockholm Syndrome.

I got on the high-speed train and arrived in Yingkou an hour later. Under the escort of the security guards who arrived first, I arrived at Xu Qinglian's grandma's house in the rural area of ​​Yingkou.

After not seeing each other for many years, Xu Qinglian's grandma immediately burst into tears when she saw her granddaughter. Her daughter was resurrected. Xu Qinglian was a little calm, probably because she had thought too much and she had been weak for a while with Ai Xiaoqing. At this time, she only

There was a slight mood swing, and her grandma accompanied her and talked for a long time.

Wang Ai held the child and exchanged greetings with Xu Qinglian's two uncles and one aunt. Because the house was not big, the usually invisible guards had no way to hide, making this family visit somewhat official.

Of course, they were not familiar with each other in the first place, and Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian's uncle still had "enemies". If her uncle hadn't messed up Xu Qinglian back then, Xu Qinglian wouldn't have run away to Daqing for three years. It would be endless to pursue this. Especially this

The relatives felt a very special atmosphere from the capable guards. You must know that their district leaders came to the countryside without guards.

"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"

The guards have tried their best to be amiable, but the temperament developed through years of training is still intimidating.

Xu Qinglian chatted with the old lady over there for a long time before she took Wang Rabbit over and showed it to the old lady. The old lady finally felt a little happier holding the child. After teasing for a while, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang Ai: "I know you, little Wang'er.

Celebrities have money and know a lot of people."

Before Xu Qinglian's uncle could say anything, the old lady spoke very quickly: "Qinglian is a child who follows me just like her mother. She is stubborn. You can beat her or scold her when she makes a mistake, but you can't let her go.

"

Wang Ai smiled when he heard the sound: "Grandma, do you know how strong I am? If I really want to beat your granddaughter, I'll cripple her if I don't do it."

"It's better to be crippled than to die." The old lady sighed deeply: "She is happy to be a cow and a horse, and no one can stop her. But if she is so stubborn, she can't live without her if she doesn't want to."

Speaking of this, the old lady's eyes suddenly became fierce: "If something happens to her again, I have no intention of living. I will hang myself in front of your house."

Wang Ai quickly stood up and walked to the old lady, squatted down and held her thin hand: "Grandma, don't worry, she is the only one who doesn't want me, I don't want hers... Even I don't believe it, we are together.

It’s been more than ten years and we haven’t even had a single quarrel, let alone fights. In fact, neither of us has a good temper.”

Xu Qinglian's uncles hurriedly came up to persuade her, and the old lady finally let go of the topic: "Actually, I also understand what you want based on your conditions. If you can always hold Qinglian, I know you really like her.

Alas, let’s not talk anymore, let’s eat.”

After the meal, Wang Ai called his uncle aside with a look and asked with a smile: "Why haven't you built a new house yet?"

Xu Qinglian's old uncle looked at Wang Ai and was a little trembling. He felt guilty for his stupidity back then and was unprepared for Wang Ai's sudden "accountability": "I originally wanted to move, but the old lady didn't want to leave. It was almost winter when I wanted to build a house.

It can bloom spring."

Wang Ai smiled and looked at the grandfather and grandson who were chatting happily: "They have such a good relationship."

"Yes." Xu Qinglian's old uncle sighed.

At first, Xu Qinglian directly gave her uncle 10 million in pension money for the old lady, but there were still two families, uncle and aunt. Wang Ai was very worried that this money would cause trouble to this relatively quiet and harmonious family. Today

He was even more unhappy when he found that the apartment was so cramped, so he held his wife accountable. But in fact, he couldn't care too much. If it weren't for the huge disparity in status between him and Xu Qinglian, it would have been wrong for him to say anything, so old uncle Xu Qinglian had a guilty conscience and knew that this was the case.

No matter what the name of the money is, it must come from big stars, so I answered honestly.

Xu Qinglian and her grandma haven't seen each other for many years. Their relationship is more about blood than communication, temperament rather than friendship, so they can't threaten to take the old lady away, and they can't intervene in how the money is used and divided. They can only let her

This home is silently digested and properly hammered on the outside to guide the direction, and no more can be done.

Fortunately, they are all ordinary people, not so good, not so bad. With this windfall, the old lady and her old son can spend a better old age than before.

Leaving countless gifts, Xu Qinglian hugged her grandma and cried for a while at noon the next day before getting in the car. Unexpectedly, when the car arrived at the entrance of the village, a drum band came face to face, followed by official cars and interview vehicles, and banners were held above the surging crowd:

"Welcome the pride of Asia, Yingkou son-in-law Wang Ai back home!"

The well-informed Wang Ai was just stunned for a moment before he adjusted. It was almost impossible to keep this kind of thing completely confidential. For a large family in the countryside, if you don't tell me, others will tell you, and with his identity, he has

It has high enough news value, but does not have much deterrence. There are many people who cause trouble, but there are almost no people to be afraid of. Therefore, many times Wang Ai tried to do something in a low-key manner, but in the end he was killed by someone with extraordinary powers.

The local cadres caught him, and then they fucked him up...

"Let's go, get out of the car." Wang Ai looked at Zhao Dan and Xu Qinglian, and then looked at the smiling Tang Mudan: "Mudan, take care of the child for a while, and don't get out of the car."

"There won't be any problems, right?" Xu Qinglian stopped.

Wang Ai shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether I have money or my life, they dare to torture me to death?"

Township government, district government, sports bureau, education bureau, TV station, newspaper... The crowd in Wuyang Wuyang stopped in front of the bread, and then saw the car door open, and a face appeared on the TV and on the computer countless times.

Come out with a smile full of sunshine.


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