Chapter 1189 I will settle this account with you later!
Chapter 1189 I will settle this account with you later!
Facing Ai Meiling's concerned eyes, Qin Chizhou always felt that if he talked too much, he would be suspected of cheating.
Don't look back. His girlfriend hasn't been coaxed back yet, and her mother-in-law has been accused of "telling lies" again. Qin Chizhou remained silent.
Looking down at the tea leaves in the water glass, Qin Chizhou was thinking about how to say it, and what to say, which would be more ambiguous and safer.
In Ai Meiling's eyes, it became the default.
"Xiao Qin, don't take it to your heart..."
Ai Meiling said softly: "Although I don't know what you are having trouble with, my daughter, I know. It must be something you didn't do right that made her feel troubled."
"I'm just telling you, she's so nice that she insists on going to Ireland for a vacation. She said she has been working hard for a year and just wants to have a good rest. It turns out that you two had a quarrel."
???
Ireland?
Qin Chizhou looked up at Ai Meiling as if he had seen a ghost.
Ai Xiaomi, you are so brave!
We had agreed at the beginning that we would go skiing in Ireland together.
You threw me into the imperial capital alone, and then you went off to be cool by yourself?
have to!
Keep this in mind. If I catch you later, I will settle this account with you.
"mom……"
Qin Chizhou said hurriedly, "Can you not tell Xiaomi that I came to see you?"
Ai Meiling raised her eyes.
Qin Chizhou explained: "I came to see you. To put it bluntly, it's simply because today is New Year's Day and Xiaomi is not here. I was afraid that you would be alone, so I came to see you."
"If Xiaomi knew about it, she would think that I was stubborn and refused to admit my mistake, so I came to you in a roundabout way. By then, she would definitely be even more angry."
"When she calms down and comes back, I will admit my mistake to her, and then we will go home to see you."
What the young man said was heartfelt and reasonable. The more I listened, the more I felt that he was a good and sensible young man. Ai Meiling nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"
Look at the time, it's almost dinner time.
Ai Meiling grabbed her cell phone and stood up, took her coat off the hanger, "Xiao Qin, you sit at home for a while, I'll go out to buy some food and make delicious food for you tonight."
"Mom, don't go to such trouble, I'll just..." leave.
"No trouble, no trouble. You can watch TV or go to Xiaomi's room to sit. There are photo albums of her childhood and so on. I'll be back soon."
By the time he finished speaking, the person had disappeared outside the gate.
The living room became quiet. Qin Chizhou raised his eyes to look at the clean and tidy small bedroom and walked in.
A small bedroom of more than ten square meters, with a small bed placed against the wall.
Even if Ai Xiaomi doesn't come back a few times throughout the year, Ai Meiling still makes the bed, and on the bed is Ai Xiaomi's favorite lavender four-piece set.
There is a desk in front of the window and an old Yamaha piano against the wall.
The bookcases are full of Ai Xiaomi's books, including several brand-new three-year simulations of the five-year college entrance examination.
Qin Chizhou had a smile in his eyes.
Opening the photo album, Qin Chizhou seemed to have seen Ai Xiaomi's growth trajectory, from the chubby infancy, to the cute little girl, to the older girl who became a little brighter and more beautiful.
After reading the photo album, Qin Chizhou looked around and was about to go back to the living room when he suddenly looked back at the red Guanyin Bodhisattva calendar behind the door.
"At the end of every year, my mother would bring back two Bodhisattva calendars from the supermarket, saying they looked festive."
"When I was young, I secretly made wishes behind my back. When I grew up, I wrote work plans. I always felt that if I wrote them behind my back, the Bodhisattva would hear them and maybe he could bless me a little."
"It doesn't matter whether it should come true or not, it's best if it does. Even if it doesn't come true, if my mother rips it off and throws it into the trash can, no one will know which idiot wrote it."
His eyes fell on the year that had ended, and Qin Chizhou reached out and opened the calendar.