Jingjing carried the clothes back to the bedroom, put them back in the closet, then sat on the bedside, holding her little face with both hands, puffing out her cheeks, pouting her little mouth out, still looking glum, obviously still thinking about it.
Dissatisfied with what just happened.
In the little guy's subconscious mind, things at home cannot be used by outsiders. As for his father's clothes, this is even more true. Although he has met Zhou Jing twice before and knows that Uncle Zhou is a colleague in his mother's workplace, he can't treat him.
There is still some resistance and not closeness.
A few minutes later, there was a crisp knock on the door. Qin Xiaoqian was cooking. She couldn't leave, so she walked to the kitchen door with a frying spoon, stuck her head in and shouted: "Jingjing, Jingjing, a guest is here, hurry up and take a look."
,has your aunt arrived?"
"I know!" Jingjing jumped out of bed and rushed to the door. She glanced out through the peephole and saw the plainly dressed old lady outside the door. She immediately smiled with joy and hurriedly opened the door.
He let out a cheer, got into the arms of the old lady, held her arms, and giggled: "Grandma, why are you here? You thought you were your aunt!"
The old lady held Jingjing's little hand, entered the house, walked to the sofa and sat down, took out a few snacks from her bag, threw them on the coffee table, sighed, and said softly: "Jingjing, grandma misses you, doesn't she?
Just come over and see, how about staying there tomorrow night?"
"No, I have to stay with my mother. She will be scared at home." Jingjing chuckled, picked up a bag of sugar-coated peanuts, tore open the bag, took out a few pills, threw them in her mouth, and chewed them with relish.
Qin Xiaoqian cooked a vegetable dish, put it on a plate, turned off the fire, and hurried to the living room. She looked at her mother-in-law on the sofa and felt a little guilty, fearing that Zhou Jing would come out of the bathroom and bump into the old man, causing unnecessary misunderstandings.
She hurriedly came closer and said with a smile: "Mom, why didn't you call me before you came?"
The old lady snorted and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Qian, I came here this time to discuss something with you. Last night, Lao Zhang went to his comrade's house again, discussed it with them, and decided to give Chief Zhao one hundred thousand yuan.
, we will contribute half of it, and you can also contribute 50,000 yuan, how about it?"
Qin Xiaoqian was slightly startled and said with some confusion: "Mom, some time ago, didn't you say that President Zhao refused to accept the money?"
The old lady waved her hand, frowned and said: "The tone was very tight at that time, but maybe seeing our sincerity, she changed her mind again and agreed to help smooth things over. It will take a lot of time to do everything up and down.
If you don’t have enough money, let’s take 100,000 yuan first, and then we’ll see if it’s not enough.”
Qin Xiaoqian sat next to the old man and said hesitantly: "It's okay to get money, but I don't know if it will work. Wu Yanggang brought a note from the detention center, saying that we don't need to worry about the case. How to judge it?
It’s basically been decided above.”
The old lady was extremely dissatisfied. She slapped the coffee table with her hand and shouted loudly: "Of course you don't have to worry about it. You dress up every day and don't know who you are showing it to. Now it's better. Wu Yang has gone in and no one cares anymore.
Look at your happy smile!"
Qin Xiaoqian was so angry that her face was red and her body was shaking slightly, but she couldn't get angry in person, so she could only lower her body and discuss in a soft voice: "Mom, as long as it can be used, let alone one hundred thousand, no matter how much money we have, we will give it to you."
I admit it, I’m afraid that if I spend money in vain but it doesn’t work, wouldn’t I be taken advantage of?”
After hearing this, the old lady became even more angry. She stood up, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily: "Xiaoqian, you talk beautifully, but you are reluctant to spend money. What do you mean by being taken advantage of? We are over a hundred years old together.
Yeah, you still don’t understand?”
Qin Xiaoqian sighed and said softly: "Okay, then I will go to the bank tomorrow, take out 50,000 yuan, and send it to you."
The old lady then sat down, crossed her legs, and said angrily: "No, I will stay here tonight. I will go to the bank with you tomorrow and go back after getting the money."
Qin Xiaoqian was speechless. She glanced secretly in the direction of the bathroom and said hesitantly: "Okay, Mom, you can go back to the house and rest first. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
As if she hadn't heard anything, the old lady picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and started watching with a livid face. It wasn't until her daughter-in-law entered the kitchen that she spat and said bitterly: "This little vixen is just unreliable. I really don't know."
What did Wu Yang commit in the first place, how could he marry her?"
Jingjing listened at the side and immediately quit. She raised her little face and hummed: "Grandma, don't say bad things about mom anymore, otherwise, people will never pay attention to you again!"
The old lady then showed a smile, held Jingjing in her arms, kissed her sculpted face, and sighed: "Okay, for the sake of my eldest granddaughter, I won't care about her.
Well, the biggest contribution she made to our old Zhang family was giving birth to a clever little baby like you, Jingjing, you are my grandma’s darling, so don’t be angry.”
Jingjing pouted her little mouth and asked curiously: "Grandma, what is a vixen?"
The old lady pinched her delicate face and said softly: "The vixen just refuses to live a peaceful life. She wears heavy makeup all day long and provokes the wild men outside!"
"Ah?" Jingjing opened her mouth wide, with a look of confusion on her face. She glanced in the direction of the bathroom and said blankly: "Then if I give my father's clothes to other men, won't they be that jing?"
!”
The old lady suddenly became alert, leaned down and asked in a low voice: "Why, your mother gave the clothes at home to other men?"
Jingjing hurriedly waved her little hands and said in panic: "No, no, how could it be possible? Mom is not a vixen!"
"It's best not, otherwise I'll never be done with her!" The old lady snorted coldly, picked up the remote control again, dialed a few channels, and finally selected a TV series and started watching it intently.
Jingjing couldn't sit still anymore, jumped off the sofa, hung out at the bathroom door for a while, then ran into the kitchen, pulled Qin Xiaoqian's clothes, stood on tiptoes, and said seriously: "Mom, what should I do? What if grandma sees Uncle Zhou?"
, I will definitely scold you!”
Qin Xiaoqian also had a headache, so she bent down and whispered: "Jingjing, go to the bathroom and ask Uncle Zhou to stay in there first. Don't come out, you know?"
"Got it!" Jingjing nodded vigorously, turned around, came to the living room, walked around the room twice, then walked to the bathroom door, opened the door, and slipped in quietly.
However, what surprised her was that the bathroom was empty, and there was no one around Zhou Jing at all. She walked around in it, then ran out quickly, ran into the kitchen, and said with surprise: "Mom,
It's so strange, Uncle Zhou has disappeared. He was naked just now, why did he disappear suddenly!"
"What?" Qin Xiaoqian was also stunned for a moment. She quickly put down the shovel in her hand, turned down the heat, and hurried out of the kitchen and went straight to the bathroom. When she opened the door and went in, she saw no one.
She glanced around, and her eyes fell on the large washing machine. There was suspicion in her eyes. She hurriedly walked over and opened the lid. Sure enough, she saw Zhou Jing squatting inside, raising his head, working hard.
Breathe.
Qin Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing and almost laughed out loud. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands and whispered: "It's actually hidden here, thank you for thinking about it!"
Zhou Jingshen took a breath, stood up slightly, shook his arms, and said softly: "I can't help it, don't let people misunderstand me!"
Qin Xiaoqian smiled slyly, nodded, and lowered her voice and said: "Then you should hide for now. The old lady is suspicious, has a weird temper, and is a bit unreasonable. If you go out now, it is indeed easy to cause misunderstandings and it is difficult to explain."
Zhou Jing straightened his stiff back and said with a sad face: "Sister Qin, how long do you have to hide? It's not pleasant to hide in there!"
Qin Xiaoqian was also a little helpless. She looked back and whispered: "It's dark, wait until the old lady goes to sleep. Then you can find a chance to come out. But be careful. If she finds out, she might cause trouble."
What's the trouble!"
Zhou Dingding nodded, shrank back, and sighed: "Fortunately, this washing machine is big enough. If it were smaller, I would..."
"Shh, don't make a sound!" Qin Xiaoqian heard the movement outside, quickly put down the lid of the washing machine, unplugged the power supply, and walked out gracefully, but saw that the door outside had been opened, and Zheng Xiuzhen walked in with a bright smile.
Her hair is pulled up high and tied behind her head with dark green hairpins. She has dark red lipstick on her mouth. She is charming, plump and attractive. She is wearing a white suspender skirt with plump breasts.
On the top, there are several beautiful flowers embroidered on it.
Under the thin skirt, there is a pair of graceful and extremely seductive legs. On her feet, she wears black pointed sandals with slender heels. Her whole body is dignified yet sexy, revealing a unique look of a mature and beautiful woman.
Charming flavor.
"Auntie is here!" Zheng Xiuzhen glanced at the old lady sitting on the sofa, greeted her politely, put down her shoulder bag, and accompanied Qin Xiaoqian into the kitchen to help her prepare dinner.
"Why is the old lady here?" Zheng Xiuzhen asked curiously as she took a head of garlic.
Qin Xiaoqian sighed and whispered: "I'm here to get money. Wu Yang's father has a connection and wants to give gifts to the court."
Zheng Xiuzhen was slightly startled and said in surprise: "Isn't it settled? Why do you still need to give gifts?"
Qin Xiaoqian frowned slightly, touched the bun beside her ear, and said softly: "The old man is still a little worried. If you insist on giving gifts, just follow their wishes, so as not to worry about me being reluctant to spend money."
Zheng Xiuzhen nodded, skillfully picked off the garlic cloves, and said with deep feeling: "Oh, being a daughter-in-law is difficult. When your mother comes to the house, I feel like I am facing a formidable enemy. Every time I am frightened, I never feel relaxed!"
Qin Xiaoqian rolled her eyes at her and said angrily: "What are you talking about? My mother is not like that. When did she become picky about you?"
Zheng Xiuzhen chuckled, shook her head and said, "That's not true, but it's still not easy to get along well."
Qin Xiaoqian cleaned the pot, poured oil into it, and whispered: "Don't worry, our old lady has always thought of you and never said anything wrong. As my daughter-in-law, she is absolutely satisfied."
Zheng Xiuzhen said 'hmm', changed the topic, and said with a frown: "These days, every night, there is movement in the house, which makes me so frightened that I dare not sleep."
Qin Xiaoqian pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "You are the only one at home. How can there be any movement? It is probably because you are timid and suspicious."
Zheng Xiuzhen sighed and nodded: "Maybe. When your brother was at home before, I didn't feel anything bad, but this time when I was transferred to the countryside, I felt empty inside. Especially at night, if there was any trouble, I was afraid.
It’s going to kill you.”
Qin Xiaoqian nodded, with an expression of understanding on her face, and whispered: "Let's stay here tonight. Let Jingjing and grandma sleep in the west room, and we will squeeze into the same bed."
Zheng Xiuzhen chuckled and said softly: "Okay, we are in the same boat now, so we can only hug each other to keep warm."
"Go, what are you talking about!" Qin Xiaoqian smiled, suddenly remembered something, sighed again, and continued to work.
After a while, the two of them placed food on the dining table and invited the old lady and Jingjing to sit down and eat. While eating, Qin Xiaoqian was thinking about the scenery in the bathroom and glanced in the direction of the living room from time to time, always a little absent-minded.
But there is no other way. At this time, Zhou Jing can only be patient for a while, otherwise, he will run out rashly, let alone the mother-in-law. Even Sister-in-law Xiuzhen can easily have other ideas, and this kind of thing has always been
It becomes darker and darker as it is drawn, and cannot be explained clearly.
After dinner and clearing the table, Qin Xiaoqian hurriedly went to the bedroom, laid out the bedding, returned to the living room, smiled at the old lady, and said softly: "Mom, it's getting late, you should go back to the house and rest early.
"
"Don't worry, Xiuzhen and I haven't seen each other for a long time, let's chat for a while." The old lady was very interested, leaning on the edge of the sofa, crossing her legs, cracking melon seeds, and chatting with Zheng Xiuzhen.
The old lady was a retired teacher from No. 3 Middle School. She was very interested in school affairs and kept asking questions. The two of them had many topics in common. Qin Xiaoqian was sitting next to her and couldn't get a word in for a while.
She was helpless, but she had no choice but to stay with her, hoping that the old lady would go back to the house to rest quickly so that Zhou Jing could come out early. It was already dark outside. If the two of them found out, there was still a man hiding in the house.
, even if it’s full of mouth, I’m afraid I can’t explain it clearly!
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