Qin Huifang scolded Zhang Mingxue again in the kitchen, took off her apron, opened the door and came out, then turned around and closed the door again uneasily to prevent Zhang Ming inside from imitating him.
Although if her daughter really wants to come out, a door can't stop her, but closing the door is just to save face, what really works is her own deterrence. As soon as Qin Huifang thought this, the kitchen door opened, and Zhang Mingxue also untied it in a decent manner.
Apron, let's talk about it, let it breathe.
Qin Huifang: "..."
Zhang Mingxue: "The chicken is stewing in the pot. I don't need to stay here all the time. I heard a sound in the study. It might be that my dad is back. I'll go over and have a look."
She went to the study room, which was closed and no sound could be heard inside. The sound insulation effect of this study room was particularly good. After all, it was a place where many important events were discussed, and important people were often guests at home.
Zhang Mingxue gently opened the door and saw Xiao Guo sitting upright, with a laptop on his knees and typing quickly. In front of him, her father was talking to someone, and there were two books on the coffee table.
Cup of steaming tea.
Xiao Guo seems to be recording quickly.
As soon as the door opened, the three people in the room all looked over. Xiao Guo glanced at it and continued to lower his head to sort out the written records. The man who was sitting and talking with Zhang Hui smiled at Zhang Mingxue, while Zhang Hui frowned.
, said: "Close the door, and don't come in while I'm talking in the study."
With this selfless look, Zhang Mingxue didn't dare to make any jokes. He laughed, called Uncle Liu softly, then closed the study door again and walked away gently.
In the living room, Qin Huifang was adjusting the TV station with the remote control, looking for cartoons for Xiaobai to watch. When she saw Zhang Mingxue coming back, she said, "Come and adjust the TV station. There is a cartoon called "Windmill and Fake Sophistication". You can find it if you look at it.
?"
Zhang Mingxue glanced at the man sitting on the small stool, like a little pug: "What? What kind of cartoon is this?"
Qin Huifang said, it was just Fengchaoche and fake sophistication, Xiaobai said.
"It's "Windmill and Fake Sophistication"," Xiaobai said, sitting on a small stool.
Zhang Mingxue: "Why have I never heard of this cartoon?"
Xiaobai raised his head and glanced at her: "You are not a child."
"I'll look for it. Mom, go to the kitchen and take a look." Zhang Mingxue took the remote control away.
Qin Huifang asked: "Is your dad back?"
"Well, he and Uncle Liu are talking about something." Zhang Mingxue said, tuned into a cartoon of a robot transforming, and asked Xiaobai: "Is this it?"
Xiaobai shook his head.
Qin Huifang told Zhang Mingxue to search carefully and returned to the kitchen.
…
"Are you kidding me?" Zhang Mingxue asked Xiaobai, "Where are the windmills and fake sophistication? I haven't found them after looking for them for so long. Are they really there?"
"Yes!" Xiaobai said affirmatively, "I read it every day."
"Okay, I believe you, I'll look for it again."
"I'm healthy."
Xiaobai reached out to take away the remote control. She was very clever. Seeing Qin Huifang and Zhang Mingxue pressing it for so long, she already knew how to use it, and she pressed it quickly.
A cat and a mouse appeared on the phone screen. Xiaobai laughed and said this was it.
Zhang Mingxue was shocked and said: "Isn't this cat and mouse? What kind of windmill and fake sophistication are they?"
Xiaobai looked at her like a little fool, as if he was very tired, and helplessly told her that this was just a windmill and fake sophistication.
Zhang Mingxue: "...Xiaobai, did you look down on me just now?"
Xiaobai quickly shook her head. How could she dare to despise Gua Po Niang right here and now? She had to have boss Zhang come back to have the courage to give it a try.
Zhang Mingxue: "Then what did you mean just now?"
"I'm complimenting you, ho ho ho." Xiaobai stared at the cats and mice running around on the TV, and started to giggle along with the ho ho ho on his face.
"Why are you praising me?" Zhang Mingxue broke the casserole and asked.
Xiaobai's eyes and attention were all on the TV. Fengchaoche and Fake Sophistication were much more interesting than Zhang Mingxue. She had no time to talk to Zhang Mingxue now and had no energy to play with her. She said perfunctorily: "Sister, you are beautiful and nagging."
.Just to introduce you."
Zhang Mingxue: "...Is this a compliment to me?"
Xiaobai was impatient, even though he said it so clearly, he still didn’t understand, and he didn’t know whether this Gua Po Madam was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Even Gua Wazi in the garden could understand, and so could Li Baibao, who was drinking mulberry leaves.
The only ones who don't understand are the dogs in the alleys of Huangjiacun.
"I compliment you on how beautiful you are."
She stared at Xiaobai for a long time. The little kid didn't even look at her. He just watched the silly cat catching the silly mouse on TV.
"Then I thank you."
Xiaobai didn't reply, he just watched cartoons and laughed.
Zhang Mingxue said to herself: "It seems that I need to learn Sichuan dialect, otherwise I will be scolded by you all the time without knowing it, like a fool."
She came to the yard. The winter sun was bright and warm on her body. The little duck family was playing in the small pond.
The sound of footsteps and voices came from the yard, the door was pushed open, and a little boy ran in happily, yelling at grandma, but grandma didn't see it, and saw a big devil blocking the way, and the big devil stood in the yard,
Staring at him "hardly", he was so frightened that he quickly stepped on the brakes and froze on the spot, terrified.
"Wang Xiaoyu! Call me aunt!"
"……aunt."
"come over!"
The child did not dare to go over, but turned back, ran behind Zhang Tan, and hid behind him.
"Don't scare the children." Zhang Tan said.
Zhang Mingxue complained that she was not bluffing. She was just standing casually in the yard basking in the sun. When she met Wang Xiaoyu, Wang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms. He was so cowardly. He was far worse than the little kid in the room.
"Look, the little duck you like." Zhang Mingxue tried her best to look amiable and pointed to Wang Xiaoyu the little duck playing in the pond.
Wang Xiaoyu lay down behind Zhang Tan and took a look, saying it was so cute, but he didn't dare to go over, obviously because Zhang Mingxue was standing by the small pool.
Zhang Mingxue sighed repeatedly, feeling tired. She felt that she was already very kind and kind, but the child was afraid of her, so there was nothing she could do. She asked in a rough voice: "Where is your mother?"
Seeing her sudden change of expression, Wang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he hid his whole body behind Zhang Tan, but he didn't dare not answer. He stretched out a little hand and pointed outside the house without daring to say a word.
Zhang Qingqing and her husband Wang Zhong came, carrying large and small bags in their hands.
Zhang Qingqing has a gentle appearance and long hair shawl. Like her personality, she is gentle and approachable, completely different from Zhang Mingxue.
Wang Zhong is tall, clean and handsome, in his 30s, and quite masculine.
"Why are you standing here? Come in quickly." Zhang Qingqing said. When he saw Zhang Mingxue, he asked, "Xiaoxue, where is mom?"
"We are cooking, why did you bring so many things?" Zhang Mingxue said as she stepped forward to take away some things from her sister. They entered the house and found a child standing in the middle of the huge living room, feeling awkward.
Xiaobai was originally sitting on a small stool watching Windmill and Fake Sophistication, but when he heard sounds coming from the yard, many people, including children, came, he quickly turned off the TV and stood up.
At this moment, Zhang Tan strode into the room and introduced him immediately, "Sister, this is Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'm back."
When Xiaobai saw Zhang Tan appear, his tense little body immediately relaxed a lot, and he took the initiative to hold his big hand with his own little hand.