soap official family

Chapter 26 Something happened again
In the morning, Qingqing heard a sound outside and followed it.As soon as I opened the window, I saw Qiao Dayong walking from the opposite side with dark circles under his eyes and yawning. It looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"Dad!" Qingqing couldn't help shouting.

"It's okay, let's go to have breakfast!" Qiao Dayong waved his hand.

"Dad, if I can't get married, I'll go to the temple and place an order. It'll be fine." Qingqing held her father's arm, "I'm the same as you, I'd rather lack than abuse!"

"Hey!" Qiao Dayong wanted to cry. He looked at the precious girl for a long time, "I really don't want to be short, but I'm afraid that you will be wronged. Didn't you say that if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather? Just like my mother, she is afraid of strangers but not timid. What will you do if you really marry someone powerful? So, be good, daddy will pick an obedient one for you."

"Didn't you say my mother is the best?" Qingqing rarely showed a mischievous smile.

"Hey, let's go eat!" Qiao Dayong wanted to die and went to the outer courtyard with his hands behind his back.

The table has been set up in the main room, and the old man has already gotten up. He is sitting at the head of the table without wearing uniform. He seems to be a little distracted.

"Daddy, morning!"

"Good morning, grandpa!"

Qiao Dayong and Qingqing obediently greeted the old man.

"Eat!" The old man nodded.

"Have you eaten?" An An ran in from outside and asked fiercely.

"You just came back to eat?" Qiao Dayong became more and more aware of his nephew's temperament and frowned.

"Greetings to my grandfather!" Qingqing stopped her father and pulled An An away.

"Oh, dear Grandpa, you had a good rest yesterday!"

"Sit down!" The old man lowered his eyelids, he really didn't want to talk to these children and grandchildren.

Mrs. He stretched out her head from the kitchen and took a look. Everyone had turned around. She hurriedly came out with a large bowl of soup. Qingqing held her head and asked, "Is the spicy soup available now?"

"You're talking nonsense again. Let's eat some pancakes soon. The baked yellow pancakes are so fragrant with sugar." He made another trip and picked up a dustpan of yellow pancakes.

Qingqing saw that both her grandfather and father had taken one, so she took one herself, but broke off more than half of it and gave it to An An next to her.She smelled it and it had a pleasant fragrance.One piece is burnt and the other is golden, this should be the pancake stuck on the wall of the big paste pot in the north.However, the one I made was made of cornmeal. This person used yellow rice flour and flour, which should have a certain proportion. The pancake was well-risen, and there were obvious bubbles in the pancake when it was broken open.

"It's delicious!" An An didn't look at it. She took a big bite and said with emotion, "Mom, leave two for me. I'll take them back to Master."

"You need to tell me, hurry up and eat." Mrs. He glanced at her son with disgust, but still gave her son a bowl of soup with a lot of meat in the soup.

Yue Wenqin came out with a small pot in his hand. Sure enough, he saw that the spoon in front of Qingqing was still well placed on the chopstick holder, and gave her a bowl of clear soup with green turnips on top. He ordered two grains of vinegar in front of her.

"What is this?" An An was originally very happy eating the spicy soup, but seeing that his sister's was different from his, he asked hurriedly.

"Big bone soup, remove the dregs, add some vegetables, and season it a little. It tastes very comfortable." Yue Wenqin sat down and took a big sip of the spicy soup. He nodded. This is the taste, with a slight sweetness. After eating the pancakes, I felt warm all of a sudden.

Qingqing was startled for a moment. It was true that she didn't like to eat, but she didn't say she couldn't eat it.However, with the addition of fresh turnips, she stirred it with a spoon and took a sip.The soup was full of turnip and slightly vinegary flavors, with a hint of pepper at the bottom, and the fishy smell of the big bones couldn't be tasted at all.

"It tastes good!" Qingqing smiled, scooped up a spoonful and fed it to An An.

An An tasted it carefully, thought about it, and tried her spicy soup again.

"I like them all, but what goes better with pancakes is this paste soup." An An only dipped a little bit of paste into it for Qingqing to taste.Qingqing gave it a try. Maybe it was because of the geographical location, but she was actually not very interested in food with obvious regional characteristics.In the words of her teacher, where the soil and water support the people, local food is related to the local weather. Since she is not from there and has not experienced the weather there, it is natural that she does not like it.

"Hurry up and eat." Mr. He patted her son.

"Brother Yue, what are you doing at noon?" An An quickly looked at Yue Wenqin.

"At noon, let's make noodles in clear soup. If you're not at home, eat something simple." Yue Wenqin sighed softly, and now he can see that Qingqing's taste seems to be popular, but the problem is, she has distinct regional characteristics Don't eat.For example, yesterday's preserved meat rice is not really Cantonese food. More importantly, she ate it yesterday because she didn't have the brain to react at all.In the evening, he went to her study to have a look. She drank a cup of soy milk and only ate a corner of the crispy rice.

"Don't, I can come back to eat." An An said hurriedly.

"Do you want to move back?" Qingqing looked at An An hurriedly.

"No, I like to be with Master. Why does he teach me how to read in the evening? I know ten characters." An An put down her chopsticks and stretched out her two fat hands to show everyone.

"You only know one to ten, right?" Yue Wenqin was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

"That's a lot!" An An's face turned a little red.

"Well, take your time. When I was four years old, I probably only knew one to three." Qingqing gently touched the slightly frizzy An An.

"When you were four years old, you could already recite poems and write them down by yourself." Qiao Dayong shook his head and said casually.

Everyone looked at him.

"Really, your grandpa testified that if you go out and see anything, you can come back and say it silently, without missing a word. Otherwise, your grandpa won't allow you to go out." Qiao Dayong saw everyone staring at him and couldn't help but point. Old man.

"I don't remember." Qingqing smiled and looked back at An An, who was stunned, "It's okay, my sister doesn't know anything else. So grandpa asked me to learn other things!"

"No, you..." An An shook her head hurriedly, and just as she was about to say something, the door was pushed open again.

"Qingqing, there's a fire in the West Market!" Ximen Kai came in with a frown on his face.

"Where's yesterday's address?" Qingqing put down the spoon and asked subconsciously.

"I didn't get close to investigate, I just monitored from a distance. It's in a flower building in Xingyifang!"

"Hualou, Rouge! Killer!" Qingqing sat with her hands on her face, thinking blankly.

"Sister, it's time to change clothes."

"Don't go, the burning scene is the most disgusting." Qingqing shook her head, after a while, she stood up and went to the back with her head down.

An An nodded, quickly stuffed the pancake into his mouth, chewed it, and then stuffed the soup into his mouth desperately.

"Eat less, or you'll vomit later." Qingqing came out with the box on her back and couldn't help but say when she saw An An stuffing her mouth full.

"Then I won't go, brother Yue. Let's have porridge at noon. I guess my sister can't eat the noodle soup." An An finally swallowed the food in her mouth before turning to Yue Wenqin.

　Sister 12: I don’t know if Sister XX’s promotion is considered a failure. The second sister who is ranked second in the office has a little power in the group. The second sister is in the same office as me. We both have the same zodiac sign and are relatively Buddhist. I Come to take care of the elderly, she is here to be married.The best thing for us is to lie down and take a nap on time at 30:[-] noon, and no one can disturb our sleeping time.When a certain sister failed, she began to look for the whistleblower.He turned his attention to the second sister, looking for all kinds of trouble. Even though she was doing simpler things by herself, she still wanted to go around in a circle, and she or I had to do it.Who made her act as an agent.The second sister was forced to talk to the leader and said that she really didn't have the time to report the matter. She was getting married, was renovating her house, and didn't want to be the office director.Then the second sister took a leave of absence.A certain sister knew that I would not report her, but as a leader, she might have had some weird feelings.You come to my office to pour me boiling water, and then the tea can is not covered, and the cork of the boiling water bottle is not covered, and then you are asked to help cover it.Then walked away.There was also a senior man in the office who came to seal the bottle. He looked blankly at the boiled water bottle and I hurriedly went to cover it. I was afraid that the old man would think that a certain sister asked him to seal it.Whoever poured the boiling water didn't just cover it easily. He had to put it aside and ask someone else to cover it.Tell me, what kind of psychology is this?

　　
　
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