My Girl and Tenderness

"Yinyin, get up. Didn't we agree to go to the grave with dad today?"

It is the most tiring time of the year again. We have to work extremely hard for three consecutive days, climbing mountains, weeding and tilling the land, from early morning to night during the Qingming Festival.

Qin Kong always gives high praise to holidays, and feels that only holidays can be considered a real holiday.

But it is obvious that Qingming is an exception.

There are holidays, but this holiday is not for people to relax, but for working hard. As for Qin Kong himself, every day he would exhaust his energy in worshipping the mountain and fall asleep as soon as he returned home.

Taking a holiday is like being tortured or undergoing forced labor, so it’s better not to have it. Instead, they use a few days of holiday to make people work for two weeks straight, which is really killing them.

Then the good news came. There will be no adjustment for the Qingming Festival this year, so everyone can have a normal rest.

Bad news, if you don’t adjust the day off, you will only have one day off.

There is no way to finish worshipping the mountain.

So I can only get things done on Saturday and Sunday, which makes the schedule even tighter.

I should set off quickly, but looking at the little lazy pig in the quilt, I feel reluctant to wake her up.

After calling out and getting no response, he blinked and said:

"Well... Dad is leaving now, Yinyin you stay home and be good..."

"Huh? No!"

When Yinyin heard that her father was going to leave her alone, the little girl immediately jumped up from the bed and said -

"Yinyin is getting up now, Dad."

Having said that, he immediately threw back the quilt and got out of bed, taking out a set of summer camp clothes that he had prepared yesterday, a camouflage top and shorts, and a straw hat on his head, which was both convenient and cute.

"Let's go, let's go, Yinyin wants to go back home to catch fish!"

It seems like he is really looking forward to it.

For Yin Yin, there was no concept of "hometown" before. It was only after Qin Kong came and she recognized him as her father that she had a home.

The father’s hometown is naturally the daughter’s hometown.

Qin Kong scratched his head——

"Why is this girl so excited?"

"I was talking about that. When you were putting the child to bed last night, didn't you keep telling her how much fun you had back home?"

Mrs. Ye rolled her eyes at him. She was pretending to be innocent again. Almost all of Yin Yin's willfulness was due to his unruly father.

Qin Kong looked at his wife, who, though disdainful, continued to help him pack. She knelt gently on the ground and put a lot of things into a mountaineering bag.

There is a boiled chicken, a piece of pork, and a bowl of sticky rice. For simple worship, these are the basic offerings, with two rows of six teacups in front, three for tea and three for wine.

Of course, some places have three teas and five wines, and some have five teas and five wines. It’s hard to say, just go with what you like.

"Let's go, Mom and the others have already passed, we can just teleport."

After Mrs. Ye finished speaking, Yin Yin had already finished washing up and rushed over, hugged his arm, shook it continuously, and said -

"Dad, I want to go fishing."

"What do you mean by fishing? You are not allowed to go down into the fish pond, it's very dangerous."

"Eh? But, but mom, dad said that when he was a kid..."

"Your father is a bad boy, how can he be the same?"

"Woo..."

When she arrived back home, Yin Yin lay on the fence of the pond, staring at the pond with her big blue eyes, obviously very unwilling.

Qin Kong was tired after a day of work, so he put the things back in the ancestral hall, pounded his shoulders, and took a rest and looked after his beloved daughter whenever he had time.

Then I saw the little guy with a depressed look on his face.

He rolled his eyes and walked over with a smile.

"Yin Yin, let's go down and catch some fish."

"Eh? But, Mom..."

"Mom is not here again, let's sneak down together."

"really?"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Yin Yin immediately covered her mouth, then excitedly followed him into the shallow pond. In fact, it might be more accurate to call it a pool.

Even if a child falls, there are plenty of wood and bamboo underneath, so he or she will not drown.

"Come, stand on the log. The fish will hide under the log. Reach in and feel for them..."

"touch……"

Following her father's movements, Yin Yin bent down and tried carefully. Qin Kong, who was standing by, was very experienced and quickly caught half a bottle of beautiful and colorful fighting fish.

Yin Yin’s little hand actually touched it several times, but the nimble fish slipped away every time.

"Wow... just a little bit, just a little bit..."

The little girl was very resilient. She wasn't discouraged at all. Instead, she tried to catch it even more seriously.

Blah blah blah...

The fish kept slipping away from her hands, and she began to get anxious.

"Hey!"

Finally, he touched a slippery object and took it out doubtfully.

"Wow! Snake!"

"what?"

Qin Kong was shocked. How could there be a snake in the pond?

Before she could figure out what was going on, Yin Yin had already thrown the thing away reflexively, and her body was shaking from fright.

"careful!"

Qin Kong immediately rushed over to save her, but he slipped as well.

Pfft!

Both the father and daughter fell into the water, and the bottle also fell into the water. The fish in the water gained freedom and swam between them, as if they were making fun of this stupid father and daughter.

A loach also slid by. It was not a snake at all. The little girl scared herself.

⑨ Both father and daughter sat in the water, staring at each other.

０ “Pfft, hahahaha.”

④In the end, they all burst into laughter. It was all in vain, but they were all very happy.

⑧However, the people nearby noticed the situation and immediately said nervously to Mrs. Ye who was talking to her mother-in-law over there——

④ "Xiaoye, your husband and daughter fell into the water."

② "What? Didn't I say no... Qin, Kong! It's you who are leading Yinyin astray again. I'm going to beat you two together today. I really can't stand it..."

⑨ As she spoke, she picked up a bamboo whip and was as fierce as a tigress.

0 Even the most virtuous wife would be furious when she sees that her husband and daughter still don’t obey and go into the pond together and get wet despite her repeated warnings.

⑤ “Oh! Dad, what should I do…”

"What else can I do? Run! I, your father, didn't get beaten because I ran fast."

As he said this, he picked up his daughter, got on the shore and ran away.

Mrs. Ye chased after him and shouted, "Don't run."

"Really."

Everyone smiled as they looked at the stupid family of three making such a fuss.

What a happy family.

511. Twin sisters, wives?

"..."

Hearing him call "Xiao Qian" affectionately, the girl in the white coat fell silent for a moment, her hands hanging naturally, and her rational eyes seemed to have no ripples.

In fact, in the very beginning of the dream, he already felt that the other person looked somewhat familiar, but he just had never remembered it.

After all, Zhang Qian at that time was still a dirty little girl, or a well-behaved and sensible young wife beside him. She did not have this kind of "all-knowing" aura of mastering knowledge.

Even though the one at home is a little cynical, he is still down-to-earth next to him, while the one in front of him is so arrogant.

It does not refer to arrogance in attitude, but the barrier of understanding that naturally arises between one and shallow people after mastering knowledge.

This was completely different from the legal loli who was blushing and acting coquettishly in his arms just now. Looking at the eyes of Xiao Qian in the white coat, it was hard to imagine that she would do such a thing.

That's why he didn't recognize her before. Only after spending more and more time with Xiao Qian did he slowly notice some clues.

She is simply the grown-up Xiao Qian.

Both in physique and temperament, she is much better than the simple young wife at home.

"It seems you finally found it."

She pushed her glasses up, and said in a slightly calmer tone:

"Have you met Xiao Qian...? Did you meet her later, or before?"

"Uh? What before and after?"

Qin Kong thought about it, could it be talking about before and after entering this dream?

"I've encountered this before..."

“I didn’t recognize him.”

Xiao Qian in the white coat nodded, ignoring his embarrassed expression, and said -

"So what do you think is going on? Why do you think it's because you see the same 'me'?"

"Forehead……"

Qin Kong thought about it seriously, then stared at the other party and said hesitantly -

"Are they...twins?"

"..." Such a simple answer immediately made Xiao Qian in the white coat silent again. He had obviously shown him a lot of things, and he should be able to sense that something was wrong.

"After seeing so many strange phenomena, why can you still say such things?"

"Because I think I would be happier if it was Xiao Qian's twin sister."

The playboy spoke shameless words.

Xiao Qian in the white coat had a slightly broken expression, but it was barely noticeable. He quickly regained his rationality, his eyes sank slightly under his glasses, and he said -

"Well, I have a preliminary understanding of what kind of person you are."

Ok?

Qin Kong asked curiously -

"What kind of person am I?"

"People who would make a fuss about insignificant things only care about their own family... and are a bit lustful."

It seemed like he was useless, and Qin Kong felt a little dissatisfied, but he had nothing to refute.

All I can say is—

"How can you say that about your husband? My little wife."

She obviously didn't say a word about him at home, but others, especially Mulan, were criticizing her, and the lovely Xiao Qian would only say "Brother must have his own reasons".

This is the right character setting. We can’t analyze his shortcomings so rationally, da!

Xiao Qian in the white coat did not waver at all when he heard his address. He still looked at it rationally, put his hands back into his pockets, slowly walked down the stairs from the podium, and said - "Although it may be very similar, or it can be said to be the same person, I still want to explain that the me in front of me is not the 'Zhang Qian' you know."

Qin Kong's eyes lit up, but he still didn't give up.