"What's so far away?"

Mrs. Cheng came in at the door and just heard this sentence and asked casually.

"It's Xiaoying. They're moving to the courtyard."

The old lady looked at Miao Lishan, just as Zhou Jiao said, "it's so far away. Are you Miao, not Lin. The mind is unpredictable, and sometimes we have to guard against it. "

Miao Lishan nodded, "I know, especially now, to be more careful."

"Be careful. I just spoke to my old sister on the phone." The old lady said, looking at her intentionally, "Liang family really had an accident, Liang Shengnan also declared to break off relations with his mother's family during the day."

"Ah? How did she... " Miao Lisan was shocked and blurted out. It's incredible!

Zhou Jiao's eyes flashed a faint light, a sarcastic smile, "what's impossible? What do you mean, Auntie and granny, there's an accident in the evening? "

The old lady patted her approvingly, "sure enough, smart."

Clever devil! Zhou Jiao secretly make complaints about it. Can't she guess what she did? I don't know what the decision is now after the exposure of those letters.

"Liang Shengnan had already left. Even if many people don't feel ashamed of her behavior, after all... " The old lady said, shaking her head and chuckling, "who expected that it would be dark that we would really find the secret letter of old man Liang and his daughter."

Zhou Jiao's sympathetic feeling on her face: "it's not as good as human calculation."

"No. Now everyone is waiting for the top few to decide. During this period of time, there are many people under liang Shengnan's command. Who doesn't have a friend or relative? Look! What is due must be paid back. "

Miao Lishan frowned. "Is it related to the fact that they haven't come back yet?"

Zhou Jiao glanced at her mother unexpectedly. It's really about her father. Her mother's IQ is all online. For this, she is quite a bit sad.

As the sound of footsteps outside approached, Mrs. Cheng shook her head slightly toward both of them.

After a while, aunt carrying a tray came in, "old lady, I played three bowls, can not enough?"

"What else? You can have some, too

"There are many."

The topic is temporarily interrupted, Zhou Jiao from the tray in turn to the old lady, and finally a bowl of their own to eat. Not to mention, today she has been thinking about things, dinner did not eat, drink sweet jujube porridge, body suddenly from the heart to the body of warmth.

"Old lady, this year we have shoveled the jujube trees, but there are not many red dates. In the future, it's impossible to often try some jujube porridge and red date cake. "

The old lady laughed. "It's OK. Without red dates, the millet porridge cooked by your craft is delicious enough. "

"If you like it. Then I'll go to the kitchen and wait for me to clean up the dishes. "

"Well, you can have some yourself."

On one side, Miao Lishan waited for her aunt to leave, and immediately said, "you use it first, I'll ask you later."

"No, boss. They often send things back. There is no shortage of food at home. It's not necessary to find someone. "

The old lady said, with a melancholy sigh, "it's nothing to eat. Compared with other people, this day is rich."

"Yes, I have to tell myself every day that contentment is enough. I didn't understand the meaning of this before. I saw those people who came out of the friendship store to pack small bags several times and envied them. "

"Yes, there should be a certain number of blessings in his life. Some people overdrawn ahead of time, and now their lives may be over.

"I still remember being seven or eight years old. My mother took our sisters to worship Buddha. At that time, the temple presided over the interpretation of Buddhism. That afternoon, I remember those words... "

Zhou Jiao looked speechless and began to talk about the two people of the past life and this life. She continued to eat the red date porridge with a spoon and a spoon.

How to slow down again, a small bowl of jujube porridge, there is always the end of the moment. Just like the topic always chatting, talking about the intermission.

After more than half an hour, Zhou Jiao looked at her watch. "It's almost eight o'clock, and I have to go to work tomorrow. Auntie and grandma, we'll go back first."

"So fast?" Mrs. Cheng looked at the time and stood up with a smile. "It's scattered. Go back to have a rest. I think your father should be back

"You don't have to come out. Just take a few steps and we'll go back by ourselves."

So near the road, the weather is cold, Zhou Jiao quickly stopped her from going out. This weekend, Wen Yu went back to Wen's home. It was not easy to let the old lady have a rest, or let her have a rest.

On the other hand, Zhang Guoqing also sent Yi Jiefang off and took a detour to pick up his daughter-in-law. The two sides happened to meet at a fork in the road.

"Is the man gone?"

"Back?"

Under the street lamp, the husband and wife asked with one voice. Zhang Guoqing glanced at Zhou Jiao. But for his mother-in-law, he would have shaken his husband first.

"Mom, my dad hasn't come back yet. Secretary Chen called back and told us not to wait for a rest. If it's late, dad and they may live in the city tonight."

Miao Lishan nodded at the smell of speech and looked at her thoughtful daughter.Zhou jiaochao gave her a comforting smile.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing picked his eyebrows and continued: "Yi Shumin seems to have something to do with you. Later Ping An said that you and her mother would accompany the old lady tonight, so she would take her two children back first."

"Oh." Zhou Jiao frowned, put aside these small things, asked her three sons.

"The three of them had been gone for a long time, and Aunt Chen took them upstairs to sleep. I came out to send some of them to Dayi, but they were still sleeping. I asked him to stay at home. "

Zhou Jiao estimated that in addition to waiting for her son, there was another layer of deep meaning. However, outside, she couldn't keep up with her physique. Zhang Guoqing, who wore a thick military uniform, went back to chat.

And that's exactly what she expected.

In the living room of the Zhou family, Ping An waited for Aunt Chen to go to the kitchen. He first stopped at the door of his grandfather's study and looked down carefully at a long hair on the handle.

Seeing nothing unusual, he walked around the whole living room carelessly, turned his head to look outside, and lifted the carpet on the side of the living room against the wall.

If Zhou Jiao were here, she would laugh. She told her son to be careful that outsiders brought things they didn't dare to bring into the house. How could they use such things!

Peace is not easy to be liberated. Yes, in his heart, this "big boy" who calls himself uncle all day long is not only his father's close friend, but also his favorite friend.

Especially Yi Jiefang, as soon as he has any good things, he has his big nephew and he has peace. This move makes Ping'an more affectionate to him.

His mother didn't say a word, but he understood it in his heart. Before I enter my house tonight, my mother's command is directed at Uncle Fang's Yi Shumin.

As for how the other party offended his mother, or what he did to make her suspicious and lose trust?

Is that important?!

He doesn't like to play with Girl dolls! Careful enough, love crying, love beauty, but also love to complain. The whole courtyard, except for Mo Xiaobei's atmosphere point, those are not good.

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