pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 202 Care
Hao Qingfeng said that he would help Xiao Jinyi protect Song Qingge together. After experiencing the previous incident, Xiao Jinyi felt that it was difficult for him to protect his wife alone, so he readily agreed.

Xiao Jinyi begged, but Song Qingge could only agree.

After learning that he could buy ten catties of meat and there was still room left, Hao Qingfeng went to the market in a hurry, while Song Qingge took Xiao Jinyi to Zhang's house.

"Sister, Brother Dabao, you are finally here, Grandpa is losing his temper inside."

It was not the butler who opened the door, but Zhang Baochen.

"Having lost your temper? Then we'll come back in the afternoon." Zhang Qingshan would scold someone when he lost his temper, but she wouldn't come home and be scolded.

"No, grandpa won't lose his temper when you come. The reason for his anger is that my sister and brother Dabao didn't come. Grandma said that if you don't come, she will be angry too." Zhang Baochen reported to Song Qingge in a low voice.

He was waiting here just to tip off the news.

Hearing this, the corners of Song Qingge's mouth twitched. It seemed that the Zhang family already knew what happened on the mountain.

When Hao Qingfeng told her about Zhang Debiao's fate, she guessed that it had something to do with the Zhang family, and it turned out to be true now.

Zhang Baochen took Xiao Jinyi to do the experiment. Even though he is young, he also knows how to avoid the limelight. When his grandfather gets angry, it is better to stay away.

"You still know to come?!"

As soon as Song Qingge entered the door, she heard a bang, followed by Zhang Qingshan's roar.

Looking at the teacup that was smashed on the table, Song Qingge walked out, "Then I'll leave."

"Hey...look at this girl, don't hurry up and come in." Zhang Qingshan complained to the old lady with a beard and staring eyes. He had already found out that Song Qingge just said something and didn't really want to leave.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't sit still anymore, she walked to the door and dragged Song Qingge inside.

"Grandma was frightened to death after hearing about it yesterday. You said these people... hey, don't worry, those people will never dare to trouble you and Dabao again. Forget it, you don't leave today. It has been packed, and I will live here from today..."

Being approached by a group of people, and one of the yamen servants was cut to the shoulder by a kitchen knife, I was afraid for a while thinking about it.

In case it was Song Qingge or Xiao Jinyi who got chopped off...

The old lady was worried all night, and planned that if Song Qingge didn't come here today, she planned to visit Niutou Village in the afternoon.

Listening to the old lady's nagging, Song Qingge smiled lightly, she didn't feel annoyed at all, knowing that there is still someone in the world who cares about you and worries about you, how nice it is.

"Grandma, we're fine. Grandpa has come out in person, and those people don't dare to make trouble anymore. We are used to living on the mountain, and Dabao's mother is right behind. He is used to going to talk to his mother every morning and evening. .”

Song Qingge really didn't want to live in the town, but Xiao Jinyi talked to Lou Jinniang every morning and evening so much that it was not made up.

She found out that Xiao Jinyi also had some little secrets, some things that were inconvenient to talk to her, so she ran to the back mountain to tell his mother.

After hearing this reason, the old lady didn't continue to speak, she could only sigh.

"It's useless for him to come forward in person. Other people will help with this matter. He won't guess that we are behind the scenes, and he won't disturb you. Don't worry... It's okay if you don't move here, but you can't at noon today. Let's go, grandma tells the kitchen to cook more dishes, eat here at noon, take Baochen away with you at night, and let him stay with you for a while."

"what?!"

Eating is a trivial matter, why do you want her to bring Zhang Baochen with you?

(End of this chapter)