He clearly said that he would take care of his daughter when she came back, but when he saw that his daughter was back safely, he still couldn't bear to say harsh words.
"Are you hungry?"
She said a thousand words, but when the words came to her lips, she just asked softly, this is what it means to be a mother.
Zhao Qinglan ate something on the way here, but when her mother asked, she was actually a little hungry.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qinglan nodded slightly.
"Well, a little bit!"
Reaching out and patting her daughter's head, Zhao's mother said softly: "Mom has made spicy chicken in a big pot. It's almost ready. I'll put the potatoes and celery in it and it can be served."
At this time, I happen to be a little hungry, so I can have a midnight snack.
In the afternoon, the native chicken was found.
After returning home, Zhao's father killed the chicken and prepared it for dinner.
The chickens were all killed and they were boiling water and plucking the feathers. Then Zhao's father received a call from the police. When they learned that their daughter was assisting the police in arresting human traffickers, they were worried all the time. His wife Lin Qiaoqiao was even more worried.
We didn’t even cook dinner. The family just ate a few old-fashioned sugar-filled cookies. We didn’t have dinner. The sugar-filled cakes were brought by our grandparents.
It wasn't until they received a call from their daughter at night to confirm that the child was safe that they felt relieved.
Afterwards, Zhao's mother went to the kitchen, washed the chicken, chopped it into pieces and marinated it in a basin, preparing to make the chicken into a midnight snack and wait for her daughter to come back to eat together.
Soon, Mother Zhao came out of the kitchen with the chicken and put it on the dining table. It was such a big pot of chicken, with cucumbers, celery, potatoes and coriander added to it. It was delicious, delicious and made people want to eat it.
.The spicy cauldron chicken is a local chicken raised at home. The taste is really amazing.
As a senior foodie, Zhao Qingyuan came to the table immediately. "It smells so good, Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better."
He glanced at his son.
"Go, bring chopsticks and a bowl. You can eat. There is Sprite in the refrigerator. Get your dad a bottle of beer."
Zhao Qingyuan: "Okay, Mom."
Soon, the dishes and chopsticks were brought over.
Originally this chicken was eaten for dinner, but now it has become a midnight snack. It is good to eat late night snacks occasionally, but it is not recommended to eat it regularly, which is not conducive to health. Especially those who want to maintain their figure, eating late night snacks can easily gain weight. p>
Zhao Qingyuan took a bowl, gave Zhao Qinglan half a bowl of chicken, and scooped out potatoes with a spoon, filling a large bowl and placed it in front of Zhao Qinglan.
"Sister, you have worked hard to save the world. Come on, eat more meat and grow taller."
"When you are full, you will have the strength to destroy those scum on behalf of the moon."
The corner of Zhao Qinglan's mouth twitched.
The determination is over, she is a very serious sufferer of the second disease.
"I've got chicken wings for you."
Zhao Qingyuan has nothing to say about his sister since he was a child. He always thinks of her first when it comes to delicious and fun things.
"I'll do it myself..."
Next, the family sat around, chatted and laughed, and finished a pot of chicken. It was spicy and fragrant, paired with Sprite and beer. This is life.
Have eaten.
Zhao Qinglan was dragged by her grandparents to ask about today's events. She didn't hide anything, she simply told what happened.
Especially after talking about the traffickers imprisoning many children in the basement, the two old men were very angry.
The old lady clapped her hands on her legs and cursed. "You are so unconscionable that you are not afraid of being struck by thunder and suffering retribution."
The old man nodded in agreement: "These people deserve to be damned, they just pity those children."
The old lady took her granddaughter's hand. "My child, you did the right thing. You helped the police catch these wicked dogs and saved countless families. Grandma is very embarrassed and proud."
Zhao Qinglan coughed slightly and said nothing, but there was a touch of gentleness flowing in his eyes.
While washing the dishes, Mother Zhao saw the gold bracelet she was wearing on her hand, and then she realized that the bracelet her daughter bought for her mother-in-law had not yet been given to her.
Look at her memory.
After washing the dishes and clearing the table, Zhao Ma went to her room and took out the jewelry box she kept.
"Mom, I almost forgot. Lan Lan bought you a gold bracelet. Please put it on and take a look."
Jin, Bracelet suddenly heard this, and the old lady couldn't react.
"Here, I bought it"
His eyes subconsciously fell on the jewelry box held by his daughter-in-law.
"Yeah!"
As Zhao's mother said, she had already walked to Zhao Qinglan's grandmother. "Mom, here you go."
"Lanlan bought this for you, Mom, it's gold, look at it."
Golden.
"Ah...this..." The old lady was obviously a little surprised, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. Maybe she was used to being poor, so suddenly I bought her a gold bracelet, which maybe felt a bit unreal. So.
She sat there in a daze, forgetting to stretch out her hand.
Father Zhao, who was sitting on the side, also smiled and said: "Mom, you don't know that your granddaughter is going to be successful. No, when she earns money, she buys gold bracelets for her mother and you."
It looks like my mother-in-law is stupid.
Zhao's mother smiled, reached out, opened it, took out the gold bracelet, and handed it to her. "Mom, take a look, do you like it?"
Come to your senses.
The old lady reached out and took the bracelet, clasping her fingers tightly.
"This is made of gold"
"Yes, Mom, it's real gold, solid gold." She pointed to the gold bracelet in the old lady's hand, "Mom, this is live and can be adjusted. You can put it on and see if it fits."
If it's real gold, it's worth a lot of money.
He reached out and touched the bracelet.
"Gold, so it looks like this."
"The melons are shining, the melons are shining, they are so beautiful." Well, for the old lady, maybe anything valuable looks good in her eyes.
The old lady thought of Li Dazui, who lived next door to her house. Last year, her daughter came back from work and bought her a gold bracelet, and she wore it everywhere to show off. Maybe she felt that her family was poor, so Li Dazui came to her frequently.
Here to show off. However, she always gets beaten up and goes back in despair.
As for Li Dazui, her daughter is filial, but she only comes to see her once or twice a year. I heard that she is going to marry outside, so I am afraid that I will have less time to see her in the future. There are also several of her sons and daughters-in-law.
, he would not bring her any money throughout the year. Every now and then, he would have a quarrel with his daughter-in-law. In short, it was a real life.
I stretched out my hand to put the bracelet on my wrist and moved my hand. It was heavy and looked beautiful no matter how I looked at it. It was golden and beautiful.
"Qiaoqiao, wouldn't it be weird for Mom to wear this?"
"How come? It fits very well and looks great when worn." Mother Zhao said and stretched out her hand to adjust it so that it fit her hand better.
"How much does this bracelet cost?"
"More than 20,000."
It was Father Zhao who spoke. He didn’t think anything was wrong, but his wife glared at him.
"You are the only one who talks a lot."
Father Zhao laughed dryly
It seems that he said the wrong thing again.
Glancing at the bracelet on her hand, the old lady couldn't help but take a breath. "Hey, you need so much money."
She knew gold was valuable, but she didn't expect that a bracelet cost more than 20,000 yuan.
Poverty really limits imagination.
"Mom, it's okay. This is your granddaughter's honor to you. You don't care how much money it has, just wear it."
"How beautiful."
After learning that the bracelet was so expensive, she didn't want it anymore.
"Mom is so old, why are you still wearing a gold bracelet? Qiaoqiao, I'll give this to you." As she spoke, the old lady was about to take off the bracelet.
Zhao Ma stretched out her hand and stopped her directly.
"Mom, this is what I picked for you."
"I have them myself." Mother Zhao said, pulling up her sleeves and showing her mother-in-law the two gold bracelets she was wearing.
"Look, it's mine."
"Mom, Lanlan bought this specially for you. You see, the pattern suits you very well."
The old lady was a little confused.
"This is what happened"
Is the money brought by the strong wind?
"Mom is like this..."
Next, she heard her daughter-in-law talking a lot. Later, when she mentioned that she had even bought a house, not to mention Zhao Qinglan’s grandma, even her grandpa couldn’t sit still.
"Quickly, tell us everything..."
She bought an inkstone on the roadside and resold it for hundreds of thousands. Her granddaughter is also a martial arts master. She handed over the martial arts training method and was rewarded 10 million by the country. Not only that, her granddaughter has already competed with the country at a young age.
Let’s talk about cooperation.
Everything feels like listening to a book from heaven. It’s so incredible that I can’t believe it.
"That's how it is.
"...Mom, everything we said is true."
Maybe it was because his parents couldn't accept it, so Father Zhao, who was sitting aside, smiled and said, "Just get used to it. You see, Lanlan has been quite different from others since she was a child."
Hearing this, the old man came back to his senses.
He thought of his granddaughter, who had indeed been a bit different from ordinary people since she was a child, especially her strength.
"I didn't expect that my granddaughter, Zhao Genliang, would be so promising. Good, good... Grandpa is very happy."
"Where did you buy your house?"
"No. 1 Binjiang, Dad, I will take you to see it tomorrow. The house has been renovated. We bought three floors. The sixth, seventh and eighth floors are ours. There are four rooms on the first floor, and the living room is also very large...
…”
Time passed slowly, and soon it was one o'clock.
At this time, it is already very late.
Seeing that her parents were still chatting enthusiastically, Zhao Qinglan went back to her room to sleep.
It’s been a month since New Year’s Day. Let’s vote for the monthly votes and let’s start a new plot.