Yo, grandpa is here

Buli asked Qingqing with his eyes, what are you doing?

A group of women at the scene gathered together and cried, as if someone had died at a memorial service.

Qingqing gave him a calm look, which is also the process of solving the problem.

Mrs. Zhou already had a good impression of the village, and she could hear the difficulties of these women, and she could empathize with them. Over the years, although her husband had passed the news to the family, he was still away all the year round.

Her family's conditions are better, and she bought two servants. She doesn't work very hard, but she still counts the days. These women are not as rich as her, and their lives are probably even more miserable.

And thinking that some of these women's sufferings also came from her man, Mrs. Zhou became more and more uncomfortable. She was mixed in the crowd, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles, and her conscience was condemned.

All of this was seen by Qingqing, and at this time, the second aunt had already cursed out of righteous indignation.

"Our men go out to live without seeing anyone or dead. If we say that they sacrificed their lives for the country, we can also get a tax exemption. Up to now, we have been taxed according to education, and we have not given us a letter whether they are dead or alive. Those who left us orphans and widowed mothers would have died on the streets if not for the two ancestors, hetui!"

Mrs. Zhou's face became hot when she scolded her, "those officials", including her man.

Infinite self-blame welled up in my heart, and I stepped forward to hold Qingqing's hand.

Leaving everyone staring at each other.

With horses at home, the speed has also increased.

After breakfast, Qingqing and his wife took an excuse to go to the city to see the doctor, and they got into a carriage and went out.

Liu Ling just happened to be idle at the meeting, and when Yu Buli came in with the child in his arms, she frowned slightly.

Liu Ling was amused by his disgusted expression.

"Mrs. Yu, I misunderstood you. You are all good people. I am willing to help you—but, how can I help you?"

"Bring it for someone else—what's wrong with your arm?"

After arriving at the pharmacy, Qingqing asked Buli to carry the child to the advanced pharmacy, and she took care of Mrs. Zhou in the back. Mrs. Zhou didn't have a good rest yesterday.

"Madam Yu, I have something to tell you."

This move made Mrs. Zhou even more certain that her choice was not wrong, and that cooperating with the Yu family and his wife was a matter of course.

Qingqing held her hand and patted her, smiling a little more easily.

Qingqing took a bamboo basket from the kang, and took out a pair of wooden jigsaw puzzles from it.

This thought flashed through Qingqing's mind, and her heart tightened inexplicably.

"You performed very well today."

"Where did the child come from? Did you have a baby with someone else?"

Mrs. Zhou's eyes turned red when she was moved. Qingqing was trying to buy people's hearts, and she did it meticulously. Mrs. Zhou was completely moved by her.

"My friend's child had a fever yesterday, please take a look." Fuli frowned, how could he have a child with another woman, his child could only come out of Qingqing's belly.

Seeing Qingqing leading Mrs. Zhou into the house, the second aunt couldn't help asking curiously.

At this moment, Buli was crazy about rainbow farts to his daughter-in-law.

When mentioning the child, Mrs. Zhou talked a lot. Qingqing guided her to talk about the child for a while, and without a cup of tea, she found out all about the child's situation, even knowing that other children like to eat chicken legs.

Mrs. Zhou sat on the kang, rubbing her hands anxiously, and wanted to speak, but she didn't know where to start.

Looking at Qingqing's back, Buli raised the corners of his mouth, he knew that the matter was basically half done at this point.

How do you think there is any secret between Buli and Liu Ling?

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Zu, I won't dare again next time—huh?" The second aunt who was praised was stunned, she looked up at Buli in a daze, did she have auditory hallucinations?
Grandpa Zu, who always disliked her, was praising her?
"Go back and seal the red bag, something good will happen in the village soon."

In the room, Qingqing poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Zhou, and brought out small snacks made by Buli.

She doesn't like to joke with people on weekdays, but the Buli couple are more familiar with her.

Liu Ling knew that she had said something wrong, so she hurried back to make amends.

"When I come back from looking at the arm, ask my husband to roast a chicken for your son. The chicken he roasts is the most delicious in the world. The child will eat it soon after eating it. By the way, I even made this for him."

After Buli finished speaking, he entered the hospital and went to visit his mini zoo.

The one who went out with the two of them was Mrs. Zhou who had already been captured by Qingqing.

Mrs. Zhou's child was also taken with her. Although the child's fever has subsided, Qingqing still wants to ask Liu Langzhong for help to take a look at it before she can rest assured.

"I did it casually last night. It's not a fun thing. It's just to pass the time for the child and save him from being bored."

When he smiled, Second Aunt's eyes darkened. Could it be that Grandpa Zu was laughing out of anger, and was it a prelude to sell her?

"Grandpa Zu praised me just now? What good did I do?" Second Aunt asked in a daze.

"What is Bizitang?" Qingqing helped the pale lady Zhou to come in, her face turned green.

"What's the matter with the child? Has the fever gone?" Qing Qingming knew that she wanted to talk to herself about something serious, but she didn't hurry and brought up the topic naturally.

Knowing that Grandpa Zu has a temper, they were afraid of offending him, and everyone was anxious.

"Just cooperate with me—and, you not only help us, you also help your husband and your son."

Everyone is more confused than her.

Horses were already faster than donkeys, and the horse Zhao Si gave was a young foal, and it arrived in the city twice as fast as usual.

His daughter-in-law is really good, she can quickly learn the lessons of failure, and immediately adjust the plan. This week's wife should have been taken down by Qingqing.

Seeing someone come in alone, Liu Ling thought he came alone, Liu Ling didn't think much, and said casually:
"Do you still have your Bizi Tang?"

This first hurdle has been cleared. A good start is half the battle. Qingqing is full of confidence in her next move.

The other people also had the same expression. I don't know what's wrong today. The atmosphere is so high that everyone is patronizing and crying, forgetting that there are outsiders there.

Turning his head, he saw everyone's pale faces, and the second aunt looked like she was about to faint. She kept restraining herself because the corners of the daughter-in-law's mouth curled up, and said to the second aunt indifferently:

"Grandpa Zu, who is this woman? I haven't seen her before. Did we just be rude?" The last sentence trembled a little with fright.

Qingqing saw that Liu Ling's face was not quite right, and her expression of Buli was also weird, so she deliberately looked at these two people a few more times.

I looked at these two people a few more times, and I didn't pay attention to them on weekdays, but now I saw them, and I felt that these two people stood together, and they were inexplicably suitable.

Buli has very little expression outside, and only when he is alone with Qingqing, his expression is a little richer. Liu Ling is also such a person. Standing together with ice cube faces, they look quite harmonious.

Qingqing took a breath with some doubts, and stabilized her inexplicable emotions. What happened to her just now, why did she feel a little stuffy in her heart.

She seems to have never experienced this kind of emotion, what is it?
The atmosphere between these three people is weird, but Mrs. Zhou is staring at Liu Ling. The more she looks at it, the more familiar she looks. Where did she meet her?

People can’t blindly feel good about themselves. Yesterday I thought I could update on time, but today I’m on the verge of breaking the update. In the future, I must have a clear self-understanding of my own scum, and I can’t be inflated anymore. ,Um.