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Chapter 50 Qian Ergouzi
  forget it. Grandma Qian and her brother are here today. It’s not very convenient. I’d better go home and make some noodles.

Song Xiaoran raised her feet to leave, and the door opened.

"Hey, Xiaoran, you're back. Grandma is going to see if you are here." Grandma Qian saw Song Xiaoran and took her hand, "Come in and eat together."

"Oh, that's not good, grandma."

Song Xiaoran pushed forward and entered the room.

"Sister, sister, drive, drive, drive!"

When Xiaobao in the room saw Song Xiaoran, he excitedly rushed over on his "big horse".

His Dama is an old man in his 50s who looks very wealthy.

The fat old man had a white face and no beard, small eyes and a big nose. He was kneeling on the ground and looked up at Song Xiaoran with a slightly embarrassed expression.

The eyebrows and eyes look very much like Maitreya's, and they can be said to be exactly the same as Grandma Qian's.

No introduction is needed, Song Xiaoran knows that this is her biological brother that Grandma Qian just mentioned.

"Grandpa Qian, hello, hello."

Song Xiaoran quickly said hello politely, and quickly stepped forward to hug Xiaobao from him: "Xiaobao, do you miss your sister? Do you?"

While asking, he shook Xiaobao back and forth. Xiaobao was so amused that he giggled, squeaking and waving wildly with his two little hands.

Grandpa Qian stood up and punched his waist: "This kid of yours is really capable of making trouble, much more than my granddaughter."

"What's wrong with my little baby? You were more troublesome than this before." Grandma Qian didn't give any face to her and exposed it directly, "When you were two years old, I changed your crotchless pants and rushed out onto the street with your butt naked. I even pressed the button. I can’t help you.”

puff!
  It's really too exciting.

Song Xiaoran quickly turned around, teasing Xiaobao and pretending not to hear anything.

Grandpa Qian coughed repeatedly to hide his embarrassment, and looked at his elder sister with helpless eyes.

There is nothing I can do. My mother passed away early when I was little, and my elder sister has brought me up.

I am already 60 years old, and my sister is almost 70, but in front of her, I am just like a child.

"Xiao Ran, eat while it's hot! Just the three of us."

Grandma Qian had already placed the food on the dining table, and poured a full cup of Laobaigan for Grandpa Qian. Finally, she took Xiaobao from Song Xiaoran's arms and fed him while eating.

Grandpa Qian and Song Xiaoran were sitting at the dining table. Grandpa Qian was sitting at the main seat. Looking at Song Xiaoran across from him, his eyes seemed to be smiling and hiding something else: "Xiao Ran, I have been hearing my sister talk about you these days. Thank you so much for saving my little baby that day."

Song Xiaoran quickly said politely: "It's all what I should do. No one who sees that situation will just watch."

"It's not easy. Today's young people are not like us in those days. They are afraid of taking responsibility." Grandpa Qian's eyes were full of admiration.

"You have to think about it, if you helped that day but the child couldn't be saved, it would have been a big deal!"

"I really didn't think about whether I could be saved or not. Anyway, whether I could be saved or not, I would have nightmares for the rest of my life." Song Xiaoran said frankly.

Grandpa Qian looked into Song Xiaoran's eyes and felt that she was indeed telling the truth. He nodded: "It's rare, come and eat quickly, treat it as your own home."

Song Xiaoran nodded obediently.

"You're still giving in!" Grandma Qian couldn't stand it anymore. "Xiao Ran comes here three or four times a week, but you can't come once a month. Who is the guest and who is the master? Ergouzi, let's eat yours. ! There’s so much nonsense.”

Grandpa Qian:......

Song Xiaoran, how embarrassing.

The two of them didn't dare to make any mistakes anymore, lowered their heads and started to fuck hard.

Xiaobao was half-eaten and rubbed his eyes. Grandma Qian saw that Xiaobao was sleepy, so she took him to the bedroom, closed the door and prepared to put him to sleep.

Grandpa Qian saw this, sighed and said softly: "It's not easy for me, sister. You have to take care of children at such an old age."

"Grandma Qian also enjoys it." Song Xiaoran advised in a low voice, "With Grandma Qian's character, it would be bad if she was completely idle." Grandma Qian is the neighbor she knows Luo the most.

Grandma Qian's wife passed away a few years ago.

He has only one son, and his son and daughter-in-law both work in Donghai City. Donghai is 20 hours away from Wangjing by train, and my son and daughter-in-law don’t go home except during the Chinese New Year.

Grandma Qian has two grandsons. The eldest grandson goes to school over there in the East China Sea.

The son and daughter-in-law were busy with work and had no time to take care of their grandson, so they left Xiaobao with Grandma Qian.

Grandpa Qian looked at Song Xiaoran and pondered in silence.

Song Xiaoran thought that he still felt sorry for her sister, and said with relief: "Grandpa Qian, don't worry, I will come to visit Grandma Qian and Xiaobao often. It's not just to visit, haha, in fact, it's just to eat. Grandma Qian's cooking is really great. It smells good.”

Grandpa Qian couldn't help laughing after hearing this. The more he looked at the little girl in front of him, the more he liked her: "Xiao Ran, you are such a nice person."

"whee."

This is a bit embarrassing to praise.

However, Grandpa Qian's next words made her suddenly stunned and didn't know how to answer:
  "He's nothing like your father."

"Ah, what? Grandpa, what did you say?"

"Oh, I'm talking about Song Wenxuan, not your biological father."

Grandpa Qian explained calmly, but it did not dispel Song Xiaoran's doubts at all. She put down her chopsticks. Someone said this about her idol dad, and she felt somewhat dissatisfied:
  "Grandpa Qian, why are you talking about my dad like that? No one in this factory area can say anything bad about my dad. Do you know him? Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Then I know him very well." Grandpa Qian took a sip of wine and said in a cold tone, "Xiao Ran, it seems you really don't know who I am!"

"I know."

"who am I?"

"You are... Qian Ergou!"

puff!
  Cough cough cough cough——

Grandpa Qian almost spit out the wine he just drank. He couldn't hold in his breath until his face turned red and he couldn't stop coughing.

Song Xiaoran quickly got up, poured a glass of water for Grandpa Qian, and patted him on the back.

Although the old man was not very polite to her father, she couldn't let the little old man behave in front of her.

Grandpa Qian stopped coughing, regained his breath, and glared at Song Xiaoran.

This time, Qian Ergou almost gave him a hard time.

"My name is Qian Zhongkai."

Speaking of his name, Grandpa Qian looked a little proud and raised his head slightly, waiting for Song Xiaoran's reaction.

However, Song Xiaoran looked confused.

"...Didn't you work in a factory? Probably in the Publicity Department. Haven't you seen any articles about me?!"

Song Xiaoran shook her head in embarrassment, blushing and saying:

"Grandpa Qian, I was just there to fool around."

"Forget it if you haven't heard of it in the factory. What about your dad? Why, he didn't even mention my name, Qian Zhongkai, at home." Qian Zhongkai became more and more angry as he spoke, and dropped his cup heavily on the table, "Really, That’s unreasonable!”

"Er Gouzi, please keep your voice down with me!!!"

"...Okay, okay, sister."

(End of this chapter)