soap official family

Chapter 70 It's Not Your Business

"What are you doing here?" He shouted hurriedly.

"It's time to eat. Let's wash our hands first. I used hot water." Qingqing said dryly.

"Really, hurry up and get out. It's so gray here!" He was a neat person, and this place wasn't dirty originally. He neatly wiped the dust and spread the bedding, and then drove Qingqing out with his elbow, "Little Purple Shop" Good bed, come out too. I'll get a brazier and come in to warm up the house."

"Second Aunt, I'm not made of paper." Qingqing was pushed out by her, and she was a little speechless.

"Okay, it's not you who pays attention to someone who comes back to serve you." Master Qiao came out and frowned.

"I want to help Second Aunt. It's really hard for Second Aunt with a big family every day." Qingqing said hurriedly.

"Okay, it's cold outside, come in quickly." He gave Qingqing a roll of his eyes, washed her hands, and hurriedly went to get the coal from the stove, lit a brazier and carried it into the ear room.The penthouse is not actually humid. The fire room is next door to it. The penthouse is actually the warmest place in the Qiao family besides the Qingqing house. However, it has been a long time since we lived in it. It is not popular. Lighting a fire to gather energy shows that He's careful and thoughtful. Considerate.

Yue Wenqin saw Xiao Zi's expression of wanting to cry, and said hurriedly, "Your food is in the kitchen. Today you will eat steamed buns, but your stomach and intestines must not be very good, so I only brought two for you. Drink millet first." Porridge, warm and nourishing."

Xiao Zi looked at everyone and was so scared that she wanted to run back to the kitchen, but she felt something was wrong, so she ran back again, bowed to everyone, and then retreated into the kitchen.

Qingqing has been observing her carefully, and it is difficult for her to let go of her defensiveness towards strangers.

"Boss, eat!" Yue Wenqin stood behind her and said sinisterly.

Qingqing didn't look at him at all, she held Master Qiao's arm with a well-behaved look on her face.

Master Qiao glanced at his granddaughter and said nothing.Qiao Dayong stood behind and patted Yue Wenqin's head gently, then followed him in with his hands behind his back.

"Brother Xiao Yue, hug me!" An An stretched out her fat face and stretched out her fat hands to him.

"An An, now you and your mother are the only ones in your family who won't bully me!" Yue Wenqin hugged An An and said angrily.

"Well, I like you." An An nodded, her little face shaking.

"Do you like your sister a little more?" Yue Wenqin carried An An into the house and deliberately said beside Qing Qing.

"That's impossible!" An An said firmly immediately, reaching out and kissing Qing Qing hard on the face.

Qingqing laughed, hugged An An and put him on the high chair, and kissed him heavily on the face.An An giggled, and Yue Wenqin left depressed.It’s so irritating!
In the main room, everyone sat at the same table. Qingqing still sat next to Qiao Dayong, the lower head to the left of Qiao Dayong.

Of course, there was a separate green plate in front of her, two soup dumplings with ginger vinegar on the side, and two small plates of sesame oil pickles on the side, accompanied by a small bowl of millet porridge. The porridge was cooked to a suitable thickness, and every grain of rice was Looks oily and cute.She should be the same as Xiao Zi just now. Xiao Zi has a weak stomach, but he should be afraid of being greasy.Now Qingqing is used to it. She sits in her own seat and eats her portion. As long as she finishes her portion of food, her task is completed.But I picked up the bowl and looked at everyone. There were several steamers on the table, ginger vinegar in front of each person, and a large jar of leaf tea. This was not considered tea, but a kind of leaf dried and boiled into a large pot. A bowl of tea to quench the thirst of the people on the street.Cool and quench thirst, remove oil and relieve greasiness.

Qingqing picked up a soup dumpling for herself. It was delicious and had a strong flavor of crab powder. The soup was actually not greasy, at least the first one she ate was fine.This one was much better than the ones in the previous restaurant. She nodded to Yue Wenqin, "Is this easy to sell?"

"There aren't that many crabs, so the soup dumplings in our store only have soup, not crabs!" An An stretched his head. Although he ate the same way, he might look a little funny, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with elegance.

"Don't worry, even if there are no crabs, we can still steal all their business." Yue Wenqin was very confident.

"Where does this smell come from?" Qingqing knew where this smell came from, but should this smell appear here?She looked down at the small soup dumpling, the orange crab roe in the middle, isn't this too Jiangnan?
"I thought of it myself, scrape off all the meat after steaming it, and it would only be a small bowl. Such a small amount of crab meat is really not enough to make anything. I can only add a little to each bun and use aspic soup to melt the crab meat. The umami is forced out. It penetrates into the minced meat, isn't it perfect?" Yue Wenqin's eyes were full of fanaticism.

"Yes, it's perfect!" Qingqing thought about it. All the delicacies were created by the chef himself using the available ingredients.So it’s no problem that this soup dumpling appeared in Kaifeng first.

"Do you like it? Is the crab meat a little cold?" Qiao Dayong hurriedly looked at his daughter.

"I eat less." Qingqing ate the second one slowly. Although she didn't feel tired, she also knew that she really couldn't eat this. She picked up her own porridge with both hands and drank it slowly.

"Qingqing, hide that girl for a while and don't interfere with the Fei family's affairs." The old man didn't feel jealous, so he took one but didn't eat it. He looked up at Qingqing.

"Isn't the Fei family an ordinary rich family?" Qingqing's mood that had just eased was blocked again.

"It has nothing to do with the Fei family." The old man shook his head, lowered his head to suck up the soup in the soup dumpling, and then put the bun in his mouth in one gulp. Maybe he didn't know the most correct and elegant way to eat it, but he would never do it. There was a joke about eating a soup dumpling and spilling it all over the body.

"Dad, there is no need for Qingqing to come forward in this matter. The Fei family treats others as fools when it comes to things like that!" Qiao Dayong said quickly.

"Are you just doting on her like this? Can you protect him for the rest of his life?" Master Qiao raised his eyes, his eyes full of hatred.

"Why can't we do it? We know clearly that Ms. Fei Er died unjustly, but as law enforcers we don't redress her injustice, so where is the justice? Yes, I was wrong. What I pursue should not be the justice of the law, the justice we pursue." Qingqing put down the bowl and spoon and looked up at her grandfather.

Today, people kept telling her that this family of officials, who relied on prison to make a living, never wanted to avenge the deceased.Ximenkai told her that she was nothing without her family; her father told her that you don't have to worry about those things, just be your father's baby; but now her grandfather is the most direct, and this is not your business.

"My parents and brothers don't care, but you do? If you do, who will thank you except the dead man?" Master Qiao sneered and ate another bun.Without raising his head, he continued, "Maybe the dead person won't thank you, because after this incident, her family was ruined. She doesn't even have a resting place!"

　I decided to lock the dark room today because I am going on a trip on the 20th and will not come back until January [-]th next year.I want to save some manuscripts.Anything else?Oh, the main thing is that there are no programs to watch. I am a VIP on three video platforms, but there is nothing to watch on all three of them.So I want to finish writing it quickly and read the book quickly.Today I read "Independence Day" at work, a storyteller book with blue cloth cover, thick pages and very clear and comfortable handwriting.There was a time when I really liked books made from recycled paper. They were very light and printed beautifully.But this period passed quickly because I couldn't see.The book is made of recycled paper, and the printing is a bit ambiguous.Slowly, I returned to the book itself. A book should be a book honestly. It can have inserts, but it should not affect reading. Just make a book cleanly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)