soap official family

Chapter 32

Qingqing put on men's clothes and followed Yue Wenqin who was holding on to Fat An'an. However, when he reached the entrance of the alley, Yue Wenqin looked back at Qingqing and said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the bookstore. Although I haven't finished reading yet, the work is done." Qingqing lowered her head and felt a little embarrassed.

"Then let's go! You go first." Yue Wenqin nodded. He had never been to the bookstore where she worked.

The bookstore was actually on the street from the Yamen, not far from Qiao's house. Qingqing handed a large folded envelope to the old shopkeeper with both hands.

"There's no need to hurry." The shopkeeper took it with both hands and bowed to her.

Qingqing bowed her head in return, and quickly withdrew.

"Don't you guys say anything?" Yue Wenqin stood at the door with An An on his back, seeing that Qingqing didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and she was eight feet away from the old shopkeeper.

"So you have to be grateful. My sister has never been too lazy to talk to outsiders. I can talk to you as if you are one of my own."

"She's not too lazy to talk, but she's speechless, right?" Yue Wenqin smiled and looked around, "Where are we going?"

Qingqing thought for a moment and handed Yue Wenqin a note.

Yue Wenqin took a look and said, "Can I take An An here?"

"Can you find a place where you can see this place and sit down? I want to take a look from a distance." Qingqing's face turned red all of a sudden, and she stuttered a bit when she spoke.

Yue Wenqin nodded, thought for a while, and waved to Qingqing.

Qingqing hurriedly followed behind. Behind the Flower Street was the commercial street.And they were going to face the Zuihuayin, which happened to be at an intersection at the end of the street.As for a tea house on the commercial street, at the crossroads opposite, the south-facing corner single room on the second floor can just see the entire side of the drunken flowers.

Qingqing sat facing the shade of drunken flowers, but the afternoon on the flower street was actually very deserted.Yue Wenqin, with his back turned, was too lazy to look outside and focused on the menu.

"Let's make herbal tea, put some roselle flowers in it, put the rock sugar on the plate and add it ourselves. Desserts, snacks..." Yue Wenqin said he was a little confused.The list looks very beautifully printed, unlike the teahouses at this time, which used bamboo water signs to attract customers.

"If there's anything, read it to me!" An An was very happy, he hadn't been to a restaurant yet!Even the teahouse is my first time here.Looking around with curiosity on his face.

"The dim sum in our shop is very famous!" Xiaoer looked at Yue Wenqin's eyes and said hurriedly.

"What can this little fat guy eat? It can't be too sweet, it can't fill his stomach, and it can't have meat!" Yue Wenqin was still thinking.

"Nanru Peanut!" The waiter said with a dark face, probably thinking that these three people were here to cause trouble.

"It's so dull!" Yue Wenqin shook his head.

"Serve the tea first, cut a fruit plate, and cut a little of whatever fruit is available." Qingqing tilted her head and ordered softly.

"Yes!" Sure enough, the waiter immediately softened to Qingqing, and cut a fruit plate. It was after the frost, and there were not many fruits to eat. He cut a fruit plate and used one of each kind of fruit, but the price was Those who are different must of course be respected.

"Can I have a fried cake?" An An raised her hand to express her opinion.

"Do you have any?" Qingqing looked up at the waiter.

"Yes, our little master will definitely like our cream sauce passed down from the barbarians." The waiter said hurriedly. "Yeah, that's really good, let's have some!" Qingqing said with a smile.

"So it's not that you can't talk to strangers at all, you can't talk to strangers who know you." Yue Wenqin waited for the waiter to leave, then looked at Qingqing and said.

Qingqing's face turned red all of a sudden, and she couldn't speak.

"No need to reply, you can feel at ease." Yue Wenqin waved to her hurriedly and looked back at the small building, "What do you want to see? We can't expect you to recognize the murderer on the street, right?"

"Look at the situation and see if I guessed it wrong." Qingqing felt much better as soon as she talked about the case, and her speech became sharper.

"Then what did you see?" Yue Wenqin turned back and looked at Qingqing. He had just seen it, and he felt that the statues of flower houses on the same street were all similar.

"The site selection is very interesting." Qingqing smiled, looked outside, and drew a street view on the desktop with the tea she sent, "This is a crossroads. Look, they have four doors. The front door and the back door are for everyone. It’s a common practice. But you see, this is a single-family house, and exits are deliberately left on the east and west sides. Especially the dark alley on the west side, if you really rush out, no one knows that someone has gone.”

"So this environment means there are bad people here, right?" An An stood on the stool and looked out.

"No, I can only say that the boss of this house is a relatively cautious person. If there are really people coming from the yamen, there really are not so many people to guard the four doors." Qingqing sighed lightly, but she heard the sound of the floor and lightly Gently pull An An down and feel if there is any sweat on his back.

"I've been carrying him all the time, you should see if he's caught in the wind!" Yue Wenqin also heard the voice, and reached out to wipe off the water stains on the table. Looking at the antique look, there is a small copper incense burner underneath, with a round charcoal on it, Yue Wenqin quickly waved his hand, "Of course, you have to use a white porcelain cup or glass cup to appreciate the color of herbal tea."

"No!" The waiter stood up straight, his lips trembling slightly.

"Brother Yue, the second brother might want to beat you up!" An An raised her head and said hurriedly to Yue Wenqin.

"They don't sell vegetables. If they really steam the fish, your sister can drive them crazy." Yue Wenqin poured some tea, tried the tea flavor himself, thought for a moment, looked at the rock sugar in front of him, "Can …”

"Brother, pour whatever you want!" An An grabbed the plate and poured the rock sugar into the teapot. "Brother, give me a chopstick, I want to stir it up."

"Yes!" The waiter hurriedly bowed to An An, then turned around and fetched a cup of stirrer with a long copper handle from the cabinet on the side.

"Wow, your tea sets are really well made!" An An said sweetly.

"Young master, you are so polite. Isn't this what you should do? Let's go see how the fried cakes are doing in the kitchen and let them fry them well." The second brother now thinks An An is very cute.

"Thank you, little brother!" An An's chubby face suddenly became as bright as a flower.

Yue Wenqin glared at An An, then looked back at Qingqing, "Who does this kid look like?"

Qingqing also looked at An An blankly. After hearing Yue Wenqin's words, she looked at Yue Wenqin and shook her head. She didn't know, but how to say this?
"I don't know either. My grandfather's mouth twitches every time he sees me. I think he also wants to ask who I look like." An An said hurriedly.

"Did you see it?" Qingqing touched An An gently. She felt that this might hurt An An.

"Grandpa doesn't like me, I can tell." An An pursed her lips, a little depressed.

　I still felt bad mentally, but I still went to work.I don't want to do anything in the morning, just listen to novels and bind contracts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)