soap official family

Chapter 105 Marriage Matters
"Qingqing, do you really like Xiao Yue?" He actually just took a peek at the second door.She doesn't support Ximen Kai, but she doesn't support Xiao Yue either.She just felt that Qingqing was not old, so there was no need to be so anxious.

"I don't know, I think it's not too tiring to be with Xiao Yue." Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then thought carefully before answering.

He She was very angry. Although Qingqing was ten years old when she got married, during that period, Qingqing was seriously ill and almost couldn't be saved.She grew up treating Qingqing as the caretaker of the treasure in her hand, and she was not allowed to make any mistakes.

"Second Aunt!" Qingqing smiled, lying down and looking at the roof of He's tent, "Actually, it's not bad that I can get along with Xiao Yue for a while, right? My father has never met my mother at the beginning. You I guess I secretly watched my second uncle from a distance. As for their temperaments and whether they had anything to say, they didn’t know. I felt that my family knew everything about them and they were smooth-tempered, so I entrusted them to him for the rest of my life." Qingqing turned sideways to He. Smiling slightly.

She remembered that when her second uncle proposed marriage, she asked him if he had met his future second aunt. The second uncle shook his head, but soon said proudly, "The old lady of the He family is famous for her ability, and the old lady He and his wife are also kind people." , the girl from the He family can’t go wrong. '

Qingqing was shocked at that time. What was this saying? Mrs. He and the eldest brother and sister-in-law of the He family are very good, so the girl in their family must be good?Of course, fortunately, Mr. He is really good. Apart from not knowing how to cook, he has nothing else to choose from. He is a leader inside and outside.However, Qingqing also knows that this is just their luck. There are many good families who raise girls who are out of character, such as the Guo family who is now forcing their family to close down.

"What are you comparing to me? Your father raised you like a treasure. Although the old man is a bit impatient, it's a pity that you are not his son. In fact, he really wants to marry you to a good family. You see, even the Ximen family has Come to propose marriage, who do you marry?" He said it as a matter of course.

"The Ximen family is just something that Ximen Kai thinks is good, and the old man just doesn't want to refute his grandson's idea. He knows it won't work! When we refused, he happened to tell his grandson about the Miss Guo family. The two families are from the same family. Well, Miss Guo's grandmother's family has been friends with Ximen's family for several generations, so this is a good relationship." Qingqing smiled slightly and thought about it, how could she not figure out the old man's things when she had her parents? The idea is weird.However, she suddenly turned her thoughts to the Guo family.

She has also inquired these days that Mr. Guo is a student of Old Master Ximen, but his background is the same as that of the Tie family, and he is a student from a poor family.But he was also different from Mr. Tie. Before Mr. Tie was admitted to the imperial examination, he was already married to Mrs. Tie, a well-matched woman who knew how to read and be polite.Lord Tie truly relied on his own support and that of the Ximen family to reach the second rank.

Mr. Guo is young, promising and handsome, and is most loved by ministers who have daughters in the court.The new talent has no roots in the court, but will be the help of the family in the future!Therefore, Mr. Guo was quickly recruited by a certain minister's family as his beloved son-in-law.Therefore, Mr. Guo's current position in Dali Temple is not entirely due to the help of the Ximen family.

Of course, that family is also a front-line member of the Ximen family. Otherwise, there is no way the Ximen family really thinks that the Guo family is a good candidate. Old man Ximen is interested in the power of his mother's family behind Mrs. Guo.

So look, Miss Guo is not from a family that is one or two generations older. People say that only those who have been rich for three generations can know how to dress and eat. But Miss Guo is obviously not good at it. Master Guo is said to be the most elegant and has a reputation as a gifted scholar.If you look at Miss Guo, it is not difficult to imagine what Mrs. Guo is like.

Of course, she doesn't think this is a reason for a man to change his mind. You wanted to save 30 years of hard work, so you married the daughter of a high-ranking official. Now why do you have no common ground, so you secretly raised a confidante and gave birth to a son?Scumbag logic!
"Go to bed quickly. I'm superfluous. All the posts have been sent. What else do you have to ask?" He felt tired of thinking about the things happening in the Ximen family.

"Yes!" Qingqing hugged An An, smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, An An is more comfortable to hold than Tang Pozi. It's fleshy and warm."

"That's because he's not your son. When you give birth to a son, there will be only so many benefits left." Mrs. He snorted, turned her back and closed her eyes. Thinking of her son's appearance when he woke up, he was really blind!
Qingqing laughed.

An An became impatient, closed her eyes and patted Qingqing, rubbed herself in Qingqing's arms, and fell asleep again.Qingqing didn't dare to laugh, but she hugged An An tightly: "So in order to have such a cute baby, I have to get married!"

He chuckled lightly and said, "Don't be afraid of being ugly. Go to bed quickly."

Early the next morning, Qingqing was woken up by An An. He had already gone out. An An was urinating urgently and patted Qingqing. Qingqing had been taking An An with her and was not afraid. She got busy to get a urine bucket for him, but An An didn't want it. Jump out of bed and rush out the door.He had lived alone in the mortuary and had long been accustomed to doing his own things. He deeply felt that he was a big child, how could he pee on the bed like a baby.

Qingqing stood up and put on some clothes, then took An An's clothes and chased him out.Now she knew that what He said last night was not angry. This brat was so hateful.

An An was captured by Yue Wenqin. Seeing Qing Qing's anxious white face, An An was lightly scratched and said, "Look, you made my sister anxious. Apologize quickly!"

An An really didn't think she was wrong, but after all, her family members were the ones who knew how to teach. She immediately gave Qing Qing a smile that was uglier than crying, making Qing Qing amused again.Gently holding his small face, she gently touched his head with her forehead.

"It's so cold outside, how can you rush out like this? Even if you need to go to the toilet, isn't there a cubicle next to the bed? Why do you have to go outside!" Qingqing tried hard to reason with An An, but of course, she became more and more angry. What kind of kid is this? Even though He lives in the outer courtyard, his room is fully equipped.A large canopy bed with a small cubicle next to the bed and a toilet.Didn't tell them to go out to use the toilet in the middle of the night.

"Oh, I forgot I was at home." An An said hurriedly.

"Don't make a fuss, put on your clothes and wash up, and come out to eat." Yue Wenqin stopped messing with them, he was busy!
An An hugged Qingqing and kissed her, "I'm sorry, sister, I forgot I was at home, but I'm fat and won't catch cold."

Qingqing's heart melted again, holding his little face, "Who said fat people can't catch cold? You are really sick and there is no good medicine now, so you have to be careful and obedient, do you understand?"

"Well, sister too!" An An hugged Qingqing and kissed her hard.

　Now I really can’t write in a dark room. I might as well be abroad, holding a notebook and writing two thousand words a day.Now, when I go back to the past, I turn on the music and go into the dark room. I can’t listen to new songs yet, I have to listen to the old songs that have always been in the music folder.I can pretend I can’t hear anything when I hear it, so is my writing ability deteriorating?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)