Don't mess with the rich girl

"Not surnamed mu?" it was Mu Antai's turn to look at Xiang muqingqing in surprise.

"When I went to the hukou, my family's Hukou was in city A. for convenience, I asked Uncle Mo for help. My brother's name is Mo and his name is mo Xiaoyun."

"Saving people is a good thing. Did you take him to get vaccinated? And have you solved the problems of going to school in the future?" Mu Xiu Qin is more calm than Mu Antai. Mo Xiaoyun is a member of the Mu family now, and he can't do anything about him.

"It's all arranged. I'll take him to see the new school in the spring." Mu Qingqing answered methodically, and her expression was not consistent with her age.

"Since that's the case, I don't want to say more about this old man." Mu Xiuqin saw that Mu Qingqing didn't like them, and said so wisely.

"I'll make tea." Mu Qingqing got up, and her thin body was wrapped in a white coat.

"Qingqing, did you go to the nursing home today?" Mu Xiuqin asked.

"Gone." Mu Qingqing was busy turning over the cupboard to find tea while burning hot water.

Mu Xiuqin stared at her back and thought deeply. "Did an Ren let you go?"

"Yes, dad asked me to send a favor." Mu Qingqing searched for a while and found a box of green tea. Forget it, make do with the bar.

The steaming hot water brewed a pot of fragrant tea, and the fog evaporated at once.

After listening to Mu Qingqing's words, Mu Xiuqin's face suddenly became dark, and his eyes swept Mu Antai's face.

"Grandpa, drink tea." Mu Qingqing poured two cups of tea to Mu Xiuqin and Mu Antai.

"Qingqing, your grandpa never drinks green tea, don't you know?" Mu Antai took the tea cup and looked at it. The tea in the cup was still inferior green tea, so he couldn't help but ask Mu Qingqing.

"Then I'll look for it again." Mu Qingqing understood and immediately turned around.

"Who says I don't drink green tea? It's very good." Mu Xiuqin stared at Mu Antai. At this moment, he took a sip of astringent green tea. "Qingqing, you sit."

Muqingqing had to sit on one side of the sofa and looked at the father and son in front of him. What strength is this?

"Aetna, if only you were half as sensible as Anren," said Mu Xiuqin.

Mu Antai stared at Mu Qingqing, gnashing his teeth and drinking the inferior green tea in the cup.

"Your third master helped the Mu family when he was young. Now people have left and still think about the descendants of the Mu family. Among the three brothers, only an Ren knows human feelings best and has a kind heart." Mu Xiuqin said with emotion.

"But Dad, don't you also say big brother is pedantic? You boast that we know how to be flexible at ordinary times. Why do you boast about Anren at this time?" Mu Antai said unconvinced.

"The boss has his own persistence and the wood family is behind him. He can fight less for 30 years, but your brother chose to work hard. Can you do it without reaching out to his family for a penny for so many years?" Mu Xiuqin suddenly remembered all the good things of Mu Anren today.

"In the final analysis, it's your father who is partial to you. You didn't say that when he ran away from home." Mu Antai stared contemptuously at the tea cup in his hand. The cup is shoddy and the tea is the lowest. Mu Anren hasn't made any fame until now.

"Qingqing, your third grandfather asked Xiaomin to bring you the stone before he died." Mu Xiuqin easily turned off the topic of Mu Antai by pointing to the big stone located in the corner of the dining room. He didn't want to say that in front of the children. And he didn't understand why muqi'an gave the heavy stone to MuQing.

Muqingqing looks in the direction of muxiu Qin's finger. It's the gambling stone she gave muqi'an.

"Did grandpa say anything else?"

"The third uncle didn't say anything, but Xiao Min kept saying that he regretted not listening to you. Qingqing girl, what did you say with Xiao Min?" Mu Xiuqin looked at him with some inquiry. He didn't know that his granddaughter had such ability, which could make Mu Xiaomin, who is nearly 60 years old, regret not listening to her.

"I didn't say anything, but I visited my grandfather that time and played some chess with him." Mu Qingqing tightened her hand and always felt that old man Mu could see through her mind.

"Dad, the stones have also been delivered. Can we go?" Mu Antai doesn't want to stay in this poor place at all.

Mu Xiuqin stared at Mu Qingqing and then put down the tea cup. Slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Qingqing, is it your father's reason why he refused to accept grandpa's kindness?"

"No." Mu Qingqing raised her head and firmly met Mu Xiuqin's eyes.

"Why?" muxiuqin knew that muqingqing was a gifted child. It's a pity to let her go.

"I want to follow my heart and do what I like."

After listening to this sentence, Mu Xiuqin couldn't see whether he was happy or angry, but he didn't leave a word for mu Qingqing. He turned around and left with Mu Antai.

As soon as the two elders left, Mo Xiaoyun put his head out of the stairs. "Master, are you all right?"

Mu Qingqing sighed helplessly. She didn't understand what Mu Xiuqin meant now. Did she give up her?

"This stone is back in our hands again. What should we do?" Mu Qingqing didn't expect that the gift he sent out could return to his own hands again. The whole person is still in an ignorant circle.

"Sold?" Mo Xiaoyun felt that such a large stone occupied some space. But where can he and Mu Qingqing sell the stone?

"Let it go first, go up and do your homework." Mu Xiuqin left, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. MuQing is about to turn and go upstairs. The phone at home rings again.

"Is it Qingqing?" wood Xiaomin's slightly tired voice came from his ear.

"Yes, Grandpa?" Mu Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"Before my father left, he asked me to send you all his precious stones. I think there should be no place for you. Those stones are stored in the nursing home. You can go and pick them up whenever you want to take them away."

Muxiaomin knows that muqi'an likes to collect stones, but he always hates that those strange stones fill muqi'an's bed, so after muqi'an leaves, he plans to clear those stones out of the nursing home. Unexpectedly, muqi'an makes a will to give these stones to MuQing. Although it was his father's will, Mu Xiaomin was still curious about Mu Qingqing. How did she please the old man? The pile of stones that was the most precious of the old man's life. Now people have left. Instead of giving those stones to Mu Xiaomin, they give them to distant relatives?

"Grandpa gave me all his precious stones?" Mu Qingqing asked in surprise.

"That's right." Mu Xiaomin is very sure. Maybe the old man has been ill for a long time and his brain is a little confused. But this is the old man's will. As the eldest son, he must act in accordance with the old man's will.

"Oh, good." although Mu Qingqing doubts mu Qi'an's behavior of giving stones, he doesn't feel abrupt when he thinks about it carefully. She specially sent a stone to muqi'an. Maybe muqi'an thought she liked stones, too. Now that muqi'an has passed away, his baby muxiaomin may not take it seriously, so he gave it to her.

She got the stone from muqi'an's grandfather for no reason. Muqingqing's inner sadness added another layer. Her respected elders still don't forget their descendants at the end of her life. They are amiable and respectable.

……

On the 26th of the lunar new year, Mu Qingqing let aunt Qiong go back to city A. Aunt Qiong was very relieved about muqingqing's work, so she left Zhaoxi city at ease.

On a cold and lonely night, Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaoyun sat at the dinner table, studying the points of playing cards and eating the box lunch they bought.

"Master, I have almost rested during this period. You must take me when you participate in the competition." Mo Xiaoyun tried to change points several times and was very successful.

"Come on, turn this into spade seven." Mu Qingqing holds a red peach two and signals Mo Xiaoyun to become spade seven.

In less than a second, Mu Qingqing's two hearts became seven spades.

"Very good. The winner of this competition is in hand." Mu Qingqing said with a smile.

Before the new year, there are fireworks everywhere in Zhaoxi city. The gloomy sky is full of vitality because of the bright fireworks.

Muqingqing takes moxiaoyun to the sky tower and looks at the fireworks blooming in the distance. Moxiaoyun is excited to take muqingqing to buy fireworks.

"No, you're still young now. It's dangerous to play with fire." Mu Qingqing refused him and prohibited Mo Xiaoyun from setting off fireworks.

Mo Xiaoyun nodded skillfully. Well, this is the master's order. The master has to listen to everything he says.

"Master, how did you spend the new year before?" Mo Xiaoyun asked curiously.

Speaking of this, Mu Qingqing fell into a sad atmosphere. What does the excitement of Mu family have to do with her?

In previous years, when the new year was coming, she was most tired. She had to prepare to fill sausage, cut a lot of meat, and cut branches in the mountain to come back for bacon. If aunt Qiong hadn't helped, she would be tired to death.

And Mu Xiaoyou was taken by Su Cuiyun to the market, shopping, buying new clothes, and then choosing the cheap and ill fitting flower jacket to take home for mu Qingqing.

Every time.

In the days before the Chinese new year, Mu Anren was too busy to touch the ground. Only on the 30th of the lunar new year did he have time to go home. At that time, Mu Qingqing had finished everything.

The busiest time is when fireworks are set off at night. She can stand aside and watch Mu Yichen quickly light the lead of fireworks, then run to the door of her house and stand with her with a smile on her face.

Mu Anren will put a red envelope under their pillows on New Year's Eve. Each person is 200 yuan, which is the happiest thing for a child.

There are no red envelopes this year. Mu Qing smiled coldly.

On New Year's Eve, she cooked a delicious pine nut fish, cooked a mushroom soup, and served the boiled shrimp. Two dishes and one soup are enough for two people.