Lucky Star Gao Zhao

Chapter 203 So strange

The next day Mrs. Jia sent someone to say that there was something at home and she rushed back to Beijing, so she would not come to say goodbye in person.

Gao Cui regretted: "There must be something urgent. Yesterday I said that I would come here today. If we are not in such a hurry, we can prepare some gifts for my aunt. There are a lot of dried vegetables this year, so prepare all kinds. I think my aunt loves it." eat."

The person has already left, so there is no way, Jiang said: "When Xibei returns to Beijing, let her take it back. At that time, I will also bring some dried vegetables from my mother's house. We can't afford valuables. These Dried vegetables are still a rarity for Auntie."

"That's right. I don't know if Xunsheng followed him back. Now that I think about it, it's really pitiful. What a good son. He looks good, but he doesn't know what his parents do. How much he has to worry about being parents."

After speaking, he remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Oh, I bought a lot of vegetables today, I can't put this meat, I can't give some to the Wu family next door."

Mrs. Jiang nodded, and Mrs. Wu Sun, the daughter-in-law of the shopkeeper Wu next door, often sent over some small things she made by herself.

Gao Cui got off the kang to put on her shoes, "Then I'll send it right away, so they can make lunch in time."

Going out and seeing Gao Zhao, "Auntie, where are you going?"

"Just now, the Jia family sent someone to say that we won't be here today. Auntie bought a lot of meat and vegetables, so I'll share some with the Wu family next door."

Gao Zhao entered the back room and saw that his sister was not there, "Mother, is my sister still awake? Grandma won't be here today?"

"I said I have something to go back to Beijing. Did you go to the house and did my sister wake up? Why did you get up so late today?"

Gao Zhao went to see the sleepy sister, and went to the West Wing to see that Wei Zao'er was dressing Qiaoyun.

"Sister is up, steamed stuffed bun for breakfast today, your favorite."

"It's what my sister likes to eat."

"Aha, I remember my sister also likes to eat."

"Wash your face first, I'll ask Chunzhu to bring the buns to your mother's room."

Gao Zhao went out and saw Qian Yulan coming, and the maid behind her was carrying two bamboo baskets.

"Sister Qian is here, and your uncle's sent something again?"

Uncle Qian Yulan often sent some food to her family, and sometimes she brought some, but today she took a little too much.

"It wasn't from my uncle. My aunt and grandmother came back this morning. My grandmother asked me to bring some. Some of them can be eaten during the Chinese New Year."

When they went to the main house, the Jiang family was surprised when they saw the two big baskets. The Qian family often asked Yulan to send some things over, but today is not the New Year or the festival, so it is not acceptable to send so much.

"Auntie, my grandmother said that Aunt Gao celebrated her birthday a few days ago, so it's not good to come over to bother me. It just so happened that my aunt in Beijing sent some. Today, my grandmother asked me to bring some over, and told my aunt to be polite. , many years of friendship, my aunt and aunt have never met me, these are my birthday presents for my aunt."

Before Mrs. Jiang could speak, Gao Cui and Mrs. Wu Sun came in, and she was still holding the adopted child.

"Look, I don't even know about my eldest aunt's birthday, so I'll make a padded jacket for my aunt." Wu Sun said apologetically after hearing this.

"Don't be so polite. It's not a whole birthday. They are all my nephews and nieces. They want to celebrate it for me every year. Let me say that I can eat a bowl of noodles. But every September [-] not only does not let me work, but also The whole table of dishes cost me so much money, Zhao'er sister and brother each give me presents every year, it's hard for these juniors."

With a humble voice and an excited and proud expression, Mrs. Jiang gave way to Mrs. Wusun, looked at the little boy in her arms, and said strangely: "The longer you grow, the more painful it is."

Gao Zhao also reached out to hug him, and he hid in Wu Sun's arms, and took another peek. The long eyelashes are so cute.

"Aunt Wu, what's your brother's name?"

Wu Sun smiled and said: "The head of my family named him Wu Dazhuang. Dazhuang also eats a lot now, and he is fatter than when he first came here."

"It's good to be fat. I like to see Xiao Erlang grow up strong and strong. My family Yangrong also eats a lot, but I don't see any growth."

"It's enough to be in good health. Some people are lean, but they have a strong foundation and rarely get sick."

Salesman Wu is weak, so Jiang said, "Did Sister-in-law Wu bring a message back? I'll go back to the county for the Chinese New Year."

"The last time I went back to Beijing, I haven't sent a message back yet."

Gao Zhao told his mother to bring Sister Qian to her room to talk, and the two returned to the East Wing.

Xianglan brought in some refreshments, "Miss Qian is here, my auntie was still talking about it this morning, saying that Lady Qian is not coming to play."

Qian Yulan smiled and said, "Xianglan is getting more and more articulate."

"The servant girl is stupid, she was taught by my eldest lady."

After saying goodbye, he asked Chunzhu to bring in a brazier.

"Is sister Qian cold? I'll give you a small quilt to cover your legs, it will take a while to burn the kang, sit on the kang to cool off."

The two put a small quilt on their legs, and put in a Tang Pozi.After a while, the quilt will be warm.

"Your aunt came back to set a date for you? Is there anyone from that family?"

"No, it was my aunt who brought my cousin back and said that he would stay here to study with Mr. Jia."

Gao Zhao nodded with a clear expression, "It's rare to meet a good gentleman. Mr. Jia is a good teacher. My family has improved a lot because of our happiness."

"Yes, my younger brother is also happy. My father said that the gentlemen who come out of the Imperial College are different. He wanted to entertain Mr. Jia several times, but Mr. Jia refused. My father also said that it is no wonder that he was sent here by the superiors. .”

Gao Zhao nodded. To do well at work, one must not only have some ability, but more importantly, interpersonal communication, that is to say, a high emotional intelligence in later generations.

"Miss Jia didn't come? Accompany her great-aunt?"

"Grandma went back to Beijing this morning. I don't know if Sister Jia has gone back. I haven't seen her yet."

"Then I must have gone back, otherwise she would have come here a long time ago, but her family is also very strange, just letting Mrs. Jia outside like this. Although Mr. Jia is her grandfather, after all, there is no female elder of yours. Her parents Don’t worry, I’ve never seen them come before.”

"It doesn't matter whether you don't ask or inquire about other people's affairs. It has nothing to do with you. It's not good to know too much." Gao Zhao said.

Qian Yulan thought that Jia Xibei's family would be a mess if she couldn't take care of it, maybe her mother would care about her aunts and not care about her daughter.

"Well, I won't ask in the future. It's like my house. You know that people outside are curious about my mother, and some people come to ask about it."

"How is your mother recently? Have you and your brother visited?" Gao Zhao was also curious about how Mrs. Qian was doing, and didn't hear the elder aunt come back to gossip about the Qian family.

Qian Yulan shook her head and said, "Aunt and grandma didn't tell us to go, and I don't know how my mother is. My uncle went to see her and told me that my mother is fine. She eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha's name every day."

The Qian family is a big family, and it was the sixth old lady who spoke. The Qian family will definitely let Mrs. Qian make a good confession to the ancestors.

Gao Zhao thought so, but didn't say it.

　The writing about Mrs. Jia needs to be completed, and if she stays, she will just eat and drink. There is no need to write, so she returned to Beijing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)