The knock on the door came again, louder than before.
Qu Ning hurriedly said to the man on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Tang, I won't talk to you for now, I have something else to do."
"Wait a minute!" Tang Jingze stopped her: "What is the purpose of your calling me?"
Qu Ning was anxious to hang up the phone: "There is no purpose. I just want to remind you to give Wen Yue some fairness."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Ning hurriedly hung up the other party's phone. She turned off her phone and put it under the pillow, then went over and opened the door.
The knock on the door just now was so urgent that she had the illusion that the house was really on fire!
After opening the door, he saw Fu Suiyan standing outside the door with an even grayer face than before. Qu Ning asked, "Is there really a fire?"
Fu Suiyan shook his head.
Qu Ning immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She bent down and raised her hand to wipe Fu Suiyan's face with the cuffs of her sun protection jacket. While wiping, she asked, "What's going on?"
At this time, Fu Suiyan's face was dirty, even dirtier than when he knocked on the door for the first time, and it was full of dust.
If you don't wipe it, there won't be anywhere to look at.
But her behavior had a soft-focus effect in Fu Suiyan's eyes. He blinked his dark grape eyes without resisting and waited obediently for Qu Ning to finish wiping.
"It looks much better." Qu Ning retracted her sleeves and straightened up: "I still have to wash my face later."
Fu Suiyan was so dizzy that he even forgot about the business: "You can wash it for me."
"Come in." Qu Ning turned around and went in.
Fu Suiyan didn't expect that she would suddenly be so easy to talk to, so he immediately followed her.
There was just enough water in the kettle. Qu Ning poured the water into the washbasin, took a disposable cotton towel, and was about to call Fu Suiyan over. When she turned around, she found the little guy behind her.
Qu Ning couldn't help but laugh as he chased her step by step.
Fu Suiyan asked: "Are you laughing at me?"
Qu Ning: "Obviously."
Fu Suiyan puffed up his cheeks: "Don't laugh at me."
Qu Ning wanted to tease him: "The mouth is on me, so I can laugh whenever I want."
Fu Suiyan: "I will ignore you."
"Why are you knocking on the door again before you tell me?" Qu Ning suddenly asked.
"I don't know where the rice is." After answering, Fu Suiyan was stunned again. He suddenly remembered that he had said he would ignore her just a second ago.
He really has no principles at all.
"Come here a little bit." Qu Ning unfolded the wrung-out cotton towel.
Fu Suiyan obediently stepped forward and raised his face. Qu Ning wiped his face and said, "I was afraid that rats would steal the rice at night, so I put the rice in this room, under our bed."
The reason why I put it under the bed is because I am afraid that even if there are mice eating at night, they will be able to hear the movement at such a close distance and can be driven away in time.
Fu Suiyan had never seen rats in the countryside and asked Qu Ning: "Can the rats here bite people?"
"It bites people, but that's not necessarily the case." Qu Ning changed the cotton towel and continued to wipe it, gently and gently: "Rat's IQ is very high. If they find something to eat, they are generally less likely to attack people.
, if you don’t find something to eat, you’re in trouble.”
Fu Suiyan shrank his neck.
Qu Ning took back the soft cotton towel and suppressed a smile: "If I don't bite your neck, rats usually bite their hands and feet."
Fu Suiyan put her hands together and her feet together, and Qu Ning went from suppressing laughter to bursting out laughing. Fu Suiyan didn't understand the point of her laughter, so she just silently wrote down Qu Ning's words to leave some food outside tonight.
If the mouse has something to eat, it won’t bite him!
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A few minutes later.
Qu Ning appeared in the kitchen.
There was a mess on the stove, cabbages were picked everywhere, tomatoes were almost pressed into tomato juice, there were knife marks everywhere on the piece of lean meat, eggs and egg shells were mixed together in the bowl, soy sauce was scattered all over the floor, and there were also
There is a patch of white sand...oh no, it's salt!
Qu Ning holds her forehead.
Fu Suiyan asked her what was wrong.
Qu Ning took a breath and calmed down: "Headache."
Fu Suiyan looked at the messy kitchen in front of him and asked Qu Ning, "Have I let you down?"
"You have the nerve to ask me, are you fighting in the kitchen while I'm sleeping in the house?" Qu Ning was angry and funny.
Fu Suiyan didn't know whether Qu Ning's reaction was angry or not, but he didn't blame himself and took the initiative to put the blame on Qu Ning: "It's not you who asked me to cook."
Qu Ning: "I'm asking you to cook, not making it."
Fu Suiyan: "It's your fault anyway."
Qu Ning: "..."
[Every year there is nothing wrong with you. If you want to blame it, blame Qu Ning. Does she feel relieved no matter how old the child is? 】
[Perhaps Qu Ning didn’t expect that Suisui would really do the practical work, but ended up making a mess in the kitchen!]
[Qu Ning’s nap was worth it, now she has something to clean up.]
Then Qu Ning accepted her fate and began to clean up the mess.
Keep what you can use and do, and throw away what cannot be used.
At the same time, Yu Yingxian’s family.
The people who came to have the wedding banquet have gone back one after another. Just because of Yu Yingxian's words, Dai Zhongan didn't keep any of them.
This marriage really hasn't happened yet.
Dai Zhongan was pacing back and forth anxiously, and saw Yu Yingxian sitting in the courtyard with his legs crossed, a pipe in his hand, looking calm and thinking about something.
Dai Zhongan walked over and walked back and forth in front of Yu Yingxian, trying to attract her attention.
Yu Yingxian noticed it, but it was just to annoy her. She waved her hand and hit Dai Zhongan with her pipe: "Dang it here and there, it makes my eyes dazzle."
Dai Zhongan pointed to the door: "They are all leaving."
"Just leave." Yu Yingxian said, "We'll do it another day."
Dai Zhongan was angry and aggrieved: "It's such a big deal, I don't even want to get married."
Yu Yingxian's expression was very serious: "I may have found my granddaughter, do you think it's serious or not?"
Dai Zhongan suddenly fell silent. After a long while, he slowly bent down, leaned closer and asked softly: "Is that girl?"
"Not sure yet." Yu Yingxian shook his head: "But she really looks like A Lan."
The words just fell.
Yu Yingxian's senior phone rang, and the ringtone of good luck was very loud. She handed the pipe to Dai Zhongan, picked up the phone and shouted: "Alan."
A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, calm and calm: "I went to the family temple, and when I came back I realized that you called me twice in a row. What's wrong, mother?"
Yu Lan often went to her family temple to do some cleansing, and it would take her ten or twenty days to come back. During the cleansing, no one else was allowed to disturb her, except for some urgent matters.
The servant reported that the call was from Mrs. Yu. Yu Lan thought that her mother rarely called her and even called her twice, guessing that something important had happened.
Yu Yingxian said: "Alan, I met a girl today."
Yu Lan: "Huh?"
Yu Yingxian said in a deep voice: "Like you."
There was sudden silence on the other end of the phone.
If another person had called this call, there was no telling whether Yu Lan would answer it or hang up directly.
But the person who made the call was Yu Lan's mother, and she trusted her.
However, Yu Lan's emotions didn't fluctuate much. Maybe it was because he had seen too many similar people over the years, with eyes, noses, and mouths, but none of them were the same, so he had no expectations in his heart.
"Mom, how similar are they?" Yu Lan asked casually.
Yu Yingxian's tone was solemn: "I can't explain clearly, but I just look like you."
