Chapter 1237： what you said is not wrong

Chapter 1237 What you said is not wrong

After lunch, she was collecting dishes in the kitchen. Luo Qiao said to Gu Qianru, "Auntie, Yi Chen and I will take the children to my master's place and come back for dinner in the evening."

said to Lu Yiting again: "eldest brother and sister-in-law will be back in a while, don't leave, and go back after dinner at night."

Gu Qianru looked at Luo Qiao: "Now that several of your master's sons and daughters have returned to Beijing, the New Year should be quite lively."

Luo Qiao knew something about the situation over there, so today I just went to pay New Year's greetings to my master and my wife, and I didn't plan to stay the same night as before.

No matter what, things are already like this, she will not interfere with the decision of the master and the wife.

But things have two sides. If the master chooses not to let them go back to Beijing, the old couple will live a quiet life, but they may feel a little lonely. After all, they don't have much time to accompany them.

On the contrary, from choosing to let them come back, it means that there must be contacts, and then there must be conflicts and problems that cannot be avoided. Although it is annoying, it is lively.

Yipin has never stopped sending things, but it is only limited to the needs of the old couple, no matter how much more there is, so today I just went to see the master and wife, and have no plans to eat there again.

Today is the second day of the new year, so it is inevitable to meet those people, but Luo Qiao has no intention of making deep friendships.

Packed up, told Kong Xiangrui, and said to have dinner together in the evening, then put on the prepared things and went out.

When driving to the master's house, there were many old people basking in the sun under the wall. Someone saw Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen: "Oh, isn't this Luo Qiao?"

Luo Qiao greeted everyone with a smile: "Happy New Year everyone."

An old man said: "Your master and mistress said a few years ago that you would not come back for the New Year this year, why did you come back again."

Luo Qiao hugged the children: "I will come back when I miss them."

"Oh, these are triplets, they've grown so big."

"Luo Qiao, these two daughters of your family are really beautiful. They have pink skin and they are very well raised."

Several children were taught very well by Luo Qiao. They got out of the car and politely said to the old men who were basking in the sun under the wall: "Grandpas, happy new year."

Several old men were overjoyed: "Hey, sigh, sigh, happy new year, happy new year, really good boy."

After Lu Yichen brought down all the gifts, Luo Qiao greeted everyone with a smile: "Then let's go first."

Yanyan and Yueyue actually wanted to run in for a long time, but they still had to take care of their younger brothers and pulled them into the gate. Then Yanyan shouted: "Master, master, we are back."

Feng Shumin heard a shout in the room: "Why does it sound like Yanyan?"

Yang Jiancheng held a newspaper in his hand: "You miss them too much, you have hallucinations, they only came back once on May 1st, it's so far away, it's inconvenient to bring children, and if you come back, you can't notify us in advance. ."

Yanyan didn't get a response, and continued to shout, "Master, Master, are you at home?"

At this time, a boy came out of the house where Luo Qiao lived: "Who are you, what are you yelling about? Who are your grandfather and grandmother, who are ignoring relatives."

This time, the old couple in the room felt that something was wrong, so they all stood up and walked out of the back room. When they saw a family of seven standing in the courtyard, Feng Shumin also patted the wife beside her: "It's obviously Yanyan's. Voice, you still have to say that I have hallucinations."

hurriedly greeted him: "When did you come back, why didn't you make a phone call in advance?"

Luo Qiao said with a smile, "Master, Mistress, Happy Chinese New Year, I wanted to give you a surprise, but each of you said the same thing when you met, so I'll let you know in advance next time."

The child who asked the question before suddenly said, "Grandpa, Grandma, who are they? Why are you called Master and Grandma?"

Yang Jiancheng looked at the child and his head became big, and shouted to the room over there: "Rui Ning, come out and look at Ze Chao."

A couple of men and women came out of the house, Feng Shumin introduced: "This is my eldest grandson Yang Ruining and her daughter-in-law Mao Xiaoxia, and next to them is their son Yang Zechao."

Before the old couple could introduce, Luo Qiao said to the husband and wife, "Hello, I'm Luo Qiao, the youngest apprentice of your grandfather and grandmother."

Yang Ruining answered, "We have to call you auntie, and my son has to call you auntie."

Yang Zechao should be older than Yanyan, but at this time he said, "Who wants to call her auntie, I have my own auntie."

When these words came out, the scene was a little embarrassing.

Yang Jiancheng looked at his eldest grandson: "Who taught him this?"

Yanyan and Yueyue were also a little angry when they heard this. Yanyan looked at Yang Zechao and said, "You don't have to call me, so you don't have to call my mother old."

Luo Qiao hurriedly said: "Master, Mistress, the child is right, I am your little apprentice, but it is true that I have never gotten along with them. Let's just call them by their own names."

Then turned to Yang Zechao and said, "What you said is not wrong. You don't need to call if you don't want to. It's just a title, it doesn't matter."

Luo Qiao doesn't care much about this generation, except for her master, she has no interaction with them, and she doesn't plan to have any contacts in the future, so this result is the best.

I will keep the kindness of my master and my wife in my heart, and I have been keeping my promises over the past few years. Even if I am not in the country, I will let people take care of their everything, and the same will be true in the future, but this is only limited to their old couple.