Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 264

An old lady about 60 years old is carrying a net bag of vegetables into the door.

Hearing the doorman's shout, he was taken aback immediately, turned his head to look at the reception room, and yelled loudly.

"The one from the southern province is surnamed Wen or Qin?"

As soon as the doorman heard what she said, he knew that what they said was true.

He quickly replied: "The surname is Qin, and I came with my partner."

As he said that, he smiled all over his face, patted Qin Dingkun on the shoulder, and said, "Young man, this is the mother of our factory manager Zhou, your aunt."

Before Qin Dingkun and He Wanqing went out, Factory Manager Zhou's mother came in, and she was taken aback when she saw Qin Dingkun.

"You, you are Yan Qiong's son?"

Qin Dingkun nodded.

"Yes, auntie, my name is Qin Dingkun."

Aunt Xiang stared at him blankly, her eyes slowly turning red.

"Like, really like."

Without saying a word, she pulled Qin Dingkun and walked out.

"Go, go home with my aunt."

He Wanqing hurriedly picked up her luggage and followed the two of them forward, Qin Dingkun picked it up casually.

The three of them stopped in front of a small white two-story western-style building.

Director Zhou’s home is a small two-story white western-style building. Before the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it used to be the house of a wealthy local businessman. It was later confiscated by the government and distributed to the textile factory as the residence of the factory leader.

The decoration of the house is very simple, the walls are painted white, the wainscots are green, and the furniture is very plain.

He greeted the aunt and the two of them sat down, and pulled Qin Dingkun to ask questions.

After learning that both Wen Yanqiong and Qin Dingshuang had passed away, Xiang Da Niang's tears were like a faucet turned on, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

"Such a good child, why did they all go away at a young age, what do you do to keep someone as old as me alive!"

Qin Dingkun's eyes were moist, and he quickly persuaded Aunt Xiang.

"Auntie, why don't you see your niece?"

Wipe away the tears to the aunt.

"Nunnan was picked up by her grandparents to stay for a few days, and she will come back after a while."

Qin Dingkun was stunned for a moment, "My niece's name is Nannan?"

He Wanqing also felt a little strange.

It stands to reason that Nannan is a pet name for little girls in the Wu language area, and few people in the north would give their daughters such a baby name.

Especially in the place of Lanxi, it is even rarer.

Nod to the aunt.

"That's her nickname, and her real name is Zhou Zijin."

He Wanqing smiled slightly.

"Qingqing Zijin, take it easy on me. Factory Manager Zhou has a good literary talent, and the name he gave his daughter is quite poetic."

He waved his hand disdainfully to the aunt.

"What's the literary talent? It's not good for a girl named Chun, Li, and Ping, even if it's the love red that her grandfather gave her back then.

It's called this name, why, today, many people don't know her name. "

He Wanqing was speechless for a moment.

Well, ma'am, you win.

Aunt Xiang chatted with Qin Dingkun, then went into the kitchen, busy cooking for the two of them.

"Your uncle has been working overtime in the factory these two days, maybe he will be late when he comes back, so you eat first, don't wait for him."

He Wan washed her hands and went into the kitchen to help her.

"What about aunt, when will she come back?"

Xiang aunt looked at the wall clock on the wall.

"She went to work early today, and she's off work now."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door creaked open, and a woman in her early thirties walked in.

Seeing Qin Dingkun sitting in the living room, her face was full of smiles.

"You are Xiao Qin, right? You came to see your uncle from the southern province?"

Qin Dingkun was stunned immediately.

Seeing that there was no movement in the living room for a while, He Wanqing poked her head out from the kitchen and saw Qin Dingkun standing there stupidly.

She was wondering, and when she caught sight of Zhou Pengyu's wife, she was also stunned.

She, she looks so much like Qin Dingkun's mother, Wen Yanqiong.

He Wanqing had seen Wen Yanqiong's photo before, and the face shape of the woman in front of her was almost exactly the same as that photo.

If she didn't know that Wen Yanqiong had passed away, she would have doubted whether it was Wen Yanqiong who came.

At this moment, He Wanqing suddenly understood.

God!

In the previous life, she could only see the dog-blooded stand-in in the dramas and online articles, but in this life, she actually saw a living example.

No wonder Zhou Pengyu didn't marry for so long, no wonder he was willing to marry a female worker from a poor family background, no wonder he named his daughter Zijin.

If the guess is correct, Zhou Zijin's child should look like her mother.

She asked Aunt Xiang casually.

"Auntie, does your daughter look like an uncle or an aunt?"

Aunt Xiang was busy chopping vegetables, and said casually, "Like her mother, mother and daughter are made of the same mold."

really!

She was right.

She was both amused and sad in her heart.

When I saw these stalks in my previous life, I just thought they were so old-fashioned and ridiculous. It turned out that the author wasn't just talking nonsense.

In this world, there are really such infatuated people.

"Then aunt Gao's last name?"

"Her name is Chang Xiuying."

At this time, Qin Dingkun and Chang Xiuying had already sat down in the living room, chatting about homework.

Hearing that He Wanqing was helping in the kitchen, Chang Xiuying hurried in and pulled He Wanqing out.

"Comrade He, it's the first time I'm here, so I don't dare to let you, a guest, cook. You and Dingkun sit down, and I'll cook with my mother."

He Wanqing responded with a smile, and seeing that there was no one in the living room, she said in a low voice: "Your cousin uncle, it seems that he likes your mother, that's why..."

She didn't go on, Qin Dingkun naturally understood what she meant, and nodded slightly.

He Wanqing turned her head to look at the kitchen, seeing Chang Xiuying helping Mrs. Xiang, there was a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows.

That was the look only a woman immersed in love would have.

It seemed that Zhou Pengyu was really nice to her.

It's just that if she learns that her happiness is due to her husband's admiration for other women.

I don't know what she would think.

However, she will not expose all this, and she believes that Qin Dingkun will not either.

After all, everyone has their own way of living.

The ancients often said that it is rare to be confused, and it is not unreasonable.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Pengyu hadn't come home yet, and the four of them had dinner and were chatting about homework.

Suddenly, there was a burst of urgent footsteps at the door, and before the door opened, an urgent voice sounded outside the door.

"Dingkun, are you here?"

All four people in the room stood up.

Chang Xiuying smiled and said, "Look at Pengyu, he is so happy to hear that his nephew is here."

The door was pulled open.

Chang Xiuying stepped forward to pick up his briefcase, but he didn't even look at her, his eyes were fixed on Qin Dingkun.

He Wanqing looked at him, and saw that he was gentle and delicate, with a slender figure, a bit like an ancient white-faced scholar.

In terms of appearance, he and Qin Wenbin are two types.

Qin Wenbin has weathered many battles, and his whole body is full of heroism. Even in his old age, his whole body is heroic and upright.

Qin Dingkun nodded, "Hello, Uncle Biao."

Zhou Pengyu looked him up and down, his eyes flushed.

(End of this chapter)